"What are you doing here?" I repeated in a heated whisper and glared at him before I began flailing my arms around to try to get rid of the smell of cigarette because it would be a dead giveaway that someone had been in this room other than me.
He looked me over, leaving the cigarette dangling on the corner of his lips as he smirked and walked towards me before he placed his hands on my waist, "you look good enough to eat," he chuckled, a hungry look coming across his face as he ran his finger along my exposed thigh.
I slapped his hand away, "don't touch me!" I whispered,
"When God is with you, your enemies cannot touch you!" My pastor shouted enthusiastically in front of the congregation. Shouts of Amen could be heard."Amen!" I yelled, fanning myself with my little paper fan while my best friend besides me was trying to catch the holy spirit.Last night had been a success. Announcing the engagement to family and friends was special and the engagement party didn't go on for more than three hours. After the engagement party, Junior along with his two best friends went to a club and I went home to rest because I go to church and I never want to miss a service.I leaned towards my best friend, Kelly, "I am not here right now," I admitted to her. It's true, I was so distracted, thinking about a certain gentleman.Kelly and I have been best friends ever since we were kids. We g
I called in sick today. I smoothly lied and told Mr Miller that I wasn't feeling very well and asked for the day off. He gave it to me without a moment's hesitation because I had faked several coughs and I know how he hates being sick and being around sick people. After getting the green card to not come to work, I hung up the phone, completely healthy and ready for what I was about to do.I was going to give myself to Mr Miller and I don't know why the hell I'm following my best friend's advice, but I am and there's no going back. Maybe this is all a mistake, but I didn't want to stop. I actually wanted to do this because I wanted to see his reaction. If he looked displeased, I'd never try again and just take the L. But if he didn't, then...I'm not really sure what because I haven't thought this through.I know whenever I don't come into work, Mr Miller never spends the whole day at the office. I'm usually the one who forces him to si
"Since you're here," he paused, looking at me hungrily as he circled me like I was prey, "tell me what it is that you want."I know what I wanted but I wasn't sure how to say it with him standing right in front me. This was completely out of my comfort zone and I was questioning my sanity. I couldn’t be vocal about what it was that I wanted from him because I feared saying it out loud would only condemn me. Wasn’t it enough that I was standing here, willing and naked? His cologne was killing me and I could just smell the cigarettes off of him in waves. I loved the combination of cologne and cigarettes, I've always loved it, "I want..." I trailed off nervous as the confidence that I had before dwindled down."Let me make this easier for you," he breathed in, placing his face in between my neck as he inhaled, "what do you want me to do, Zara?" he practically moaned out to me and I closed my eyes, biting my lip.
I kept looking over my shoulder as I gripped my coat tighter around me and banged my hand on my best friend's door, not caring that it was late at night and she was probably fast asleep. I'm surprised none of her neighbour's have come screaming out of their apartments, cussing me out for such noise, but I needed to talk to her."I'm coming! I'm coming!" I heard her yell in frustration before I heard her turn the locks and the door opened. I just barged in, pushing her as I stumbled into her apartment, "Zara! Are you ok?" she asked me in a rush as she stepped outside of her apartment and looked around before she came in and closed and locked the door behind her.She turned to look at me and I was shivering, not from the cold but from guilt and regret, "I did it," I said to her, trying to keep the bile from rising in my throat but I couldn't."What
I felt guilty. I hated every part of me because I was unable, even after all of this time, to forget about the feel of Elijah's foreign hands on my body. I could still feel every caress and I could still feel the warmth of his body against mine. I had given my virginity to Junior on our prom night and ever since then I swore that my body only belonged to him and nobody else. It was only him that I trusted because he treated my body with gentleness and tenderness that no man should possess.Let's not get this twisted, Junior is the perfect lover. He's willing to experiment and try different things and it's always him pushing the boundaries and making me try new things. I love how he takes the time to teach me the secrets of my own body and makes me realize the power that I truly hold over him.I could never complain about Junior.The problem was m
"Whose car is that?" Jared asked me as he pulled into the driveway of my 2 bedroom 2 bathroom home. I was talking to Kelly, and we had just dropped off my parents at their house. Jared was dropping me off at my house and then would drop off Kelly last because she lived closer to where he lived. I turned away from Kelly and looked into my driveway to see the unmistakable Cadillac Escalade that Elijah travels to work with. My breath caught in my throat and my heart began to pound against my chest, "uh, that's my boss's car," I answered slowly as I turned to look back at Jared and Kelly who had on a huge smile while Jared looked unbothered by it."Alright then, see you on the weekend. We really have to find a dress, Zara," Jared told me as he leaned in and planted a kiss on my cheek and I waved goodbye to Kelly.I was trying to appear calm and collected as I gathered my handbag in the crook of my arm and made my way out of the car. I adju
I was a nervous wreck returning to the office today. I covered up as much of my body as I could because I didn't want him seeing any part of me, or touching any part of me because it was clear that I was powerless against him. I was standing outside his office door and pushing myself to appear only professional. I straightened up and let out an uncomfortable breath because the high turtle neck I was wearing felt claustrophobic. I was wearing a black loose fitting pantsuit with a beige long sleeve, all covering turtle neck.I held his cup of tea and scones in my hands before I knocked on the door lightly to indicate my entry. I opened the door and stepped into his office, deciding to leave the door open so that I could make my quick escape."Good morning, Mr Miller," I said as professionally as I could as I walked to his desk and set down the tea, avoiding eye contact or looking anywhere near him, "let me get back to work and-"
I couldn't meet Junior's eyes as I sat across him on his silver blue velvet couch that we spent all of our free moments on. My legs were tucked beneath my body weight and I was as nervous as I've ever been in my life. I was scared that if I looked into his eyes, he would see that I was a whore and call me out on it and I would lose the love of my life.I was mad at myself. I used to take such pride in myself and valued the fact that I had only ever been with one man. A man that loved me wholeheartedly and treated me like a queen. Yet here I am, opening my legs for another man behind his back. I know if Junior were to ever find out, he wouldn't stay. He would leave me and I would be devasted.Then why the hell am I not stopping?!Why the hell am I giving Elijah such power and control over me? Why am I not putting up a big enough fight? He's only g
"Oh, come on! You have to dance, Zara, it's Beyoncé!" Kelly exclaimed excitedly as she swayed with perfect rhythm to Beyoncé's Find Your Way Back and I just sat back in the seat of my private jet, smiling at her."I'm tired," I said honestly even though all that I wanted to do was join her in her dancing because this song moved my body.Kelly looked amazing as she danced in the middle of the cabin, moving with the beat and her Julien McDonald designer dress that we had bought when she and I had flown to Paris for a runway show. Her hair was short and the perfect perm, her face had matured and she was no longer the insecure young lady that she was before, "oh, not even for your own Godson?" Kelly asked me as she spun around and her son having heard him being mentioned didn't even ask twice, he just jumped in to aid his mother in giving me FOMO as I watched the pair
Like many females out there, I always pictured my wedding to be nothing short of a fairy tale; and by fairy tale I mean a horse and white carriage, the prettiest dress that money could buy, a castle-like venue with the perfect music playing as I walked down the aisle towards my prince charming.Life has a way of not working out the way that you thought and planned it would, it goes in a completely different direction from what you thought was perfect for you. But hell, it never crossed my mind that I would be wearing a pair of Elijah's sweatpants that I had tied tightly around my waist and then folded it on the waist so that it could stay on, and Elijah's plain hoodie with no bra underneath because I had moved in such a rush. My hair was still wet and in a low pony, wetting Elijah's hoodie and I could feel the slight cold on my back. I wasn't even wearing any shoes, the bottom of my feet were filthy, and my father was lying in a hospital bed, struggling to
What would I do if I lost my father? I realized that he would leave and never come back...I don't want to lose my father. I don't want to bury him.I couldn't stop the tears that flowed from my eyes as I stared anxiously at the fast road ahead of us as Elijah drove the Ferrari 458 Spider like his life depended on it and I was glad he was trying to get me there as soon as possible. "Elijah," I called for him, my voice barely over a whisper as I gripped onto his hand with a deathly grip and held onto him because he was my lifeline. I breathed in through my nose and out my mouth to calm down as I looked at the mostly empty streets as we drove towards the hospital.I saw the large building approaching us before Elijah pulled up in front of the doors and I jumped out. I couldn't even close the door behind me as I exited the car because all that I wanted to do was to get to my father as soon as possible.I ran passed the
"Oh, God! I can't," I panted out, trying to catch my breath as my legs lay shaking on the bed, calming down from my seventh orgasm of the night. Elijah was relentless and merciless. It had all started out sweet and loving, every gentle caress easing every worry and heartbreak I've suffered until the strokes became more forceful and he began to pound into me, letting out all of his sexual frustration.I didn't have the power to stop him as I felt him line up to my entrance yet again and I let out a low painful mewl, "haven't you had enough?" I asked him, my voice was raspy and hoarse because of all of my screaming.He leaned down and sucked on my neck, biting the sensitive skin that had been bitten close to a million times in the last few hours, "I could never have enough of you, my angel," he groaned into my ear before he suddenly thrusted into me.
A date, that's what he said he was taking me on. We all know how extra Elijah is, so he definitely made the announcement special, well, special to me at least. I awoke to a little red not and rose petals surrounding me, informing me of our date. He had a glam team ready to prepare me for the day and I enjoyed being pampered and not having to lift a single finger.I didn't know where I was going but if it was with Elijah, I'm certain it won't be anything short of magical and fun. He brought out the best and wild in me.I thought I would find him waiting for me at the bottom of the massive staircase but he was nowhere in sight. I walked all the way to the awaiting Rolls Royce and slid into the car. When the door closed behind me, I noticed the big bouquet of different coloured and sized flowers. A smile spread on my face as I picked it up and put it to my nose, immediately
The sun had set long ago and I quickly ran a hand over my clothing, smoothing it down as I paid the cab driver and got out of the cab. I fixed a smile onto my face as I walked up the stairs into Elijah's mansion. I smiled at the guard who opened the door for me before I stepped into the house. I was heading straight for my bedroom, my eyes zoned in on the staircase that would lead me to the upper level of the home until I was interrupted by Elijah who called out my name.I turned around and smiled widely at him, "good evening, Elijah," I sang lightly before I giggled a bit. I wasn't drunk, just feeling terrible but I wouldn't let it show to anyone else."Where were you, Zara?" he asked me, as he straightened up and opened his legs a bit. He was wearing a suit and I knew that he had just come back from work. He put his hands in his pockets as he looked at me expectantly."I was with Kelly, or did you forget that?" I
"Good morning, sleepy head," I said with a smile as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, looking over the outfit that I was wearing, as well as meeting Elijah's eyes through the mirror, "thank God you opened your eyes, I thought you died," I said jokingly as I adjusted the white belt around my waist that completed my outfit."Uh, wha..." Elijah's voice was still full of sleep as he furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, "what's...what time is it?" he finally managed to let out."It is exactly 12 o'clock. How do I look?" I asked him as I applied more lip gloss to my lips to make them shine before I reached for one of the Prada purses that Elijah had bought for me. I had an entirely new wardrobe ever since I've been here. The walk in closet in my bedroom had different kinds of clothes and shoes and accessories a girl could ever need and everything was exactly my size and to my recently acquired new taste."
We got back three hours ago and not a single word has been said between all of us. We wordlessly got onto the plane after Stanley discharged himself from the hospital, we sat in silence, eating peanuts and chips as Stanley sternly told the air hostess to turn off the music. When we landed, everyone just wordlessly went their separate ways. Kelly got into a Bentley and was driven back home, Stanley was led to a heavily guarded Range Rover and Elijah and I walked to the limo waiting for us and went home.We went our separate ways when we entered the house, both of us going to take separate showers and baths.I walked into one of his living rooms before I walked to the automatic voice activated sound system, "play Life is Good by Drake and Future," I said out loud as I massaged the back of my neck and when the music started, I bopped my head a bit, getting into the rhythm.Even though I wasn't feeling too well, I trie
"Well, last night was so crazy, I had to pinch myself a thousand times to make sure that I wasn’t losing my mind. To put it simply, you were having the time of your life. You were drinking a lot and you took a few pills. You were twerking on the dance floor and at some point you started flashing your titties for the whole club to see and everyone started to cheer you on, and after that, almost all the girls in the club started flashing. Anyways, things started to get really crazy when Drake suddenly walked in. And you went apeshit," Kelly paused as she watched me try to wash off the blood that was all over my leg. I really needed her to continue the story so that she could tell me how I got blood on my leg, "you and a random group of people in the club, hopped off on drugs and alcohol, tried to jump Drake so you all got kicked out of the club.""I got kicked out of a club?" I asked in shock and she nodded, a pout on her