CHAPTER SIX

“Greta!” The girl screamed as I tried to understand the entire situation of Eric having a daughter! Why didn’t he tell me?

“Isabel…”

An old lady called, entering the scene. She must be Greta, the lady Eric had told me would settle me in. She looked nice but her expression was guarded, her grey hair was in a short curly bob.

“There’s a stranger in our house!” Isabel told Greta, giving me a dirty look.

I was lost for words, I couldn’t say anything.

“You must be Olivia,” Greta said after assessing me briefly.

“Yes,”I nodded.

“Who’s she?” Isabel frowned.

“A… friend of your Dad’s”

Friend? That was far off from what I was to Eric, but it was better than calling me his mistress in front of his daughter.

“That’s a lie,” Isabel folded her arms, “She’s another one of them, right?”

What? What did that mean?

“Isabel, go to your room, now!” Greta ordered and Isabel snarled and stomped away.

“I’m Greta, the head staff,” Greta introduced herself.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I told her, nervously.

I wondered what she must think of me, selling myself away to an older rich man. She took me to a room, it was large and well furnished.

“This will be your room, there’s everything you need to settle in. Lunch will be served soon.”

“Thank you,” I faked a smile as she left.

In the contract, it was stated I would be a live-in mistress and quit my job. I would also be discreet about the contract and any breaching on my part would warrant legal actions from Eric.

I needed to do this, a week’s salary could pay for my mother’s surgery and to be honest, I was really attracted to Eric. I wanted something with him, even if it was this strange arrangement.

I was texting Kate about dropping a resignation letter to our boss when a call from Doctor Reynolds came in.

“Greta!” The girl screamed as I tried to understand the entire situation of Eric having a daughter! Why didn’t he tell me?

“Isabel…”

An old lady called, entering the scene. She must be Greta, the lady Eric had told me would settle me in. She looked nice but her expression was guarded, her grey hair was in a short curly bob.

“There’s a stranger in our house!”

I was lost for words, I couldn’t say anything.

“You must be Olivia,” Greta said after assessing me briefly.

“Yes,”I nodded.

“Who’s she?” Isabel frowned.

“A… friend of your Dad’s.”

Friend? That was far off from what I was to Eric, but it was better than calling me his mistress in front of his daughter.

“That’s a lie,” Isabel folded her arms, “She’s another one of them, right?”

What? What did that mean?

“Isabel, go to your room, now!” Greta ordered and Isabel snarled and stomped away.

“I’m Greta, the head staff,” she introduced herself.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I told her, nervously.

I wondered what she must think of me, selling myself away to an older rich man. Greta took me to a room, it was large and well furnished.

“This will be your room, there’s everything you need to settle in. Lunch will be served soon.”

“Thank you,” I faked a smile as she left.

In the contract, it was stated I would be a live-in mistress and quit my job. I would also be discreet about the contract and any breaching on my part would warrant legal actions from Eric.

I needed to do this, a week’s salary could pay for my mothers surgery and to be honest, I was really attracted to Eric. I wanted something with him, even if it was this strange arrangement.

I just finished having breakfast when a call from Doctor Reynolds came in. I was worried as usual when I saw her incoming call but what she told me after I picked took away my worry.

“Miss Jack, your mother’s medical bills have been cleared.”

“Cleared? I don’t understand. Cleared by who?”

“By a Mr Foster on behalf of an anonymous person.”

It had to be Eric, there was no other person who could do such big gesture…but how did he know about my mom?

Eric was home after dinner, I was waiting for him all day and thinking about the whole contract thing.

When he came through my door, my heart soared in my chest.

“I finished up as early as I could,” he told me as soon as he entered.

The lines under his eyes were more visible, he looked tired but happy to see me.

“Did you do it? Did you clear my mother’s medical bills?” I asked, immediately.

“Yes.”

“How did you know about…her?”

“The same way I knew about your work place.”

I wondered what else Eric knew about me, this was an invasion of privacy. But then, it was for a good cause.

“You have a daughter,” I folded my arms as the words spilled out of my mouth.

Eric exhaled like I’ve said something complicated.

“Isabel, yes.”

“You didn’t tell me.”

“You were bound to meet her if you signed the contract. If you didn’t, I’d prefer you had no knowledge of my daughter.”

I decided to let it go. I was a contract mistress, not his girlfriend. I had no right to be offended. It was what I signed up for.

“Thank you,” I told him, grateful for doing the most important thing to me which was clearing my mother’s medical bills.

Eric didn't reply, he just smiled and prowled towards me. I began to feel like he was sucking out the oxygen in my lungs as he got closer.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you in my meeting,” he took my hands and kissed them each.

“I even called one of my managers by your name.”

“Really?”

I giggled. Did he really think of me that much?

“Yes.”

He rasped and pulled me in. I felt his hardness against my tummy. He was hard already! So hard that it sent shivers down there. We kissed like lovers, swirling tongues and roaming our hands on each other. He gripped my bare ass inside my sundress and his fingers slowly went into my damp panties and touched my pussy!

“You’re wet,” he said, surprised.

I was surprised too. When did I get so wet? I moaned and hooked my legs around him as he lifted me up like a doll. I didn’t care about anything else in the world, I wanted him.

He laid me down on the bed and took off his shirt. His chest was huge and moving up and down as he breathed heavily, I took a good look at his sculpted body, he must visit the gym at least once a week, all those muscles were making salivate and there was a tattooed lettering on his ribs! I wondered what it said but I was too lust drunk to read anything!

“I hope this is not too soon,” Eric asked as he began unbuckling his belt.

“No,” I shook my head, watching him in anticipation as he brought out his dick from his boxers and I squealed at the sight.

He was big! Bigger than I imagined and I was worried about the size. Would it fit?

“Open your legs,” he ordered and like the shameless paid slut I was, I opened my legs.

Eric pulled off my panties and slowly, he moved in between my legs and when I felt his mouth on my pussy, I shrieked.

Eric was having a whole feast in between my thighs. I writhed and moaned, gripping the sheets as he ate me out like a starved man. There was this not so familiar pull in my abdomen that felt like I was about to pee, but I knew better that I was close. So close.

“Don’t cum,” he ordered and lifted his head up from my thighs.

I whimpered and nodded in painful pleasure. He was intimidating, in bed and out of bed.

“I want you to cum on my cock, do you understand?”

I nodded again. Eric rolled up my sundress to my chin and then took a moment for himself to stare at my body. My breasts were full on display and when he licked his lips, with arousal painted on his face, I turned red.

He let out a shaky breath and ran his hands on my bare tummy and then, slowly gripped my breasts.

“You’re the most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen,” he told me.

I didn’t say anything but when he lowered his head and took my left nipple, I moaned.

“Eric,” I rasped out his name, my pussy was weeping and my whole body jolted from the feel of his hot mouth on my breasts.

He suckled on each one of them so tenderly, like they needed his undivided attention. When he was done, his saliva was all over my nipples. He winked at me with a smile and then took out a condom. I blushed, smiling like a little girl as he tore it open with his mouth so sexily.

“Fuck!” He groaned as he pushed into me slowly.

I moved around, moaning, trying to accommodate his thick hard length. There was this sexy vein appearing on his forehead and his whole body turned redder.

“Are you a virgin?” He rasped, not moving but I wanted him to move.

“No,” I shook my head. “I’ve had sex twice. Same guy.”

He nodded and moved. I moaned again.

“Does it hurt.”

“A bit. But keep going, I like it.”

I really did like it. His slow thrusts were driving me nuts.

He grunted and cursed as he increased his pace. I put my arms around his neck for balance as his thrusts threw my composure all over the place. I couldn’t stay out, the sex was too good coupled with the withheld orgasm. I came in few minutes and that seemed to fuel his lust as he slammed more into me.

“Eric, Eric…”

I sobbed! This was by far the best sex I’ve had. I have been close to orgasm before, but have never came.

I was still shaking from the intense orgasm as he continued thrusted. His whole body tightened and then he came. His whole body vibrated as he did and his grunts were the sexiest sounds ever.

“I’m gonna go shower,” he finally spoke after minutes of breathing heavily on my neck.

“Okay,” I nodded as he got off me.

I waited for him to ask me to join him but he didn’t. In fact, he left the room and never returned that night. I felt awful. Had I really made the right decision?