Chapter 5: 5. THE FILTHY DESIRE.
DRAKE'S POV.
She was damn beautiful, and I couldn't get my mind off her, I've been awestruck the day I had first set my eyes on her.
The meeting was going on smoothly and everyone seems to be focused on what Mr. Smith was presenting.
I tried to look away from Amanda, but my attention always finds a way of getting back to her.
'She looks so innocent,' I thought, staring at her as she scribbled on her notepad, she looks so clueless right now, not noticing how I've been staring at her since we've started this meeting.
I flickered my gaze to the other directors around who were listening keenly to what Mr. Smith was saying about a social media writing app as I sighed.
My gaze drifted back to Amanda and this time she raised her face from whatever she had been writing and our eyes met. It felt as if the meeting we were having was at pause… I was lost in those bluish eyes of hers.
Her eyes were so surreal that it felt like I was drowning in a magical sea.
'What the hell is going on with me?' I pondered as my heart started beating fast.
This hasn't happened to me before, why am I feeling this way?
I know I've been with numerous women in my life, and yet, I've not met anyone who would make my heart hammer against my chest so hard… I've never been the committing type of guy, when I even tried it, I ended up cheating on them.
'It's just a hopeless feeling,' I told myself.
Maybe if I get her in my bed and taste her, I would move on from her.
I mean she can't be different from the other ladies I've been with, but I don't understand why my heart wants to leap out of its comfort zone.
I maintained eye contact with her until I noticed the slight stain of pink that appeared on her cheeks, before she looked away, nervously.
'Cute,' I thought amusingly.
I glanced at my wristwatch to check the time left and saw we were almost done, I tapped my fingers on the table counting the remaining time left for us to leave the conference room and Mr. Smith got to his conclusion part.
"We created a plan that falls within the provided budget, which is $500,000 and will be conducted over four months, carried out by our 3 social otter consultants. A lead from the 3 will be appointed as your daily contact to answer questions, explain processes and point out issues," Mr. Smith finalized and everyone stood up to give him applause.
I walked closer to him to acknowledge him, as he bowed slightly.
"That's an excellent presentation," I told him and had a firm handshake with him.
"Thank you, sir," He said politely, and I nodded firmly before my phone buzzed in my pocket.
"Excuse me," I informed, bringing out my Samsung Z fold to check my caller ID as a grin showed up on my face while Mr. Smith moved on to speak with other directors.
I picked up the call coughing slightly, "I will be there in 30 minutes,"
"Okay baby," She responded in a babyish tone and I hung up.
"Now, it's time to refresh myself with another baddie, sitting all day in the office and having meetings could be so tiring," I thought wearily as I began to walk towards the entrance of the conference room.
"Are you going somewhere, sir?" A calm feminine voice asked, stopping me in my tracks before I turned around to see who it was.
Oh, it's her…
I had almost forgotten about my pretty assistant.
There she was staring curiously at me, my eyes lingered on her attractive blue eyes before slowly gazing down to her heart-shaped pink lips which were so alluring and tempting to kiss, my jaw twitched immediately just at the thought of kissing her and I had to clear my throat and drift my gaze away from her.
'Calm down! It won't be long before I get her into my bed,' I told myself confidently and furrowed my brows when I looked back at her.
"Yes," I replied curtly, noticing the change in her countenance, confused perhaps. I turned around, stepping out of the conference room, not caring about the looks she gave me before she could say anything.
I heard footsteps moving closer to me and I sighed, adjusting my tie.
"Do you want me to come along?"
"Is there a schedule I don't know of?"
'Now, she's getting into my skin,' I thought annoyingly.
"No," I responded, trying not to sound rude as possible, and turned to the left.
Still hearing footsteps behind me, "I am your assistant, are you sure you don't need my—"
I stopped in my tracks, and she bumped into me, hitting her face on my back, which caused the files and notepads she was carrying to fall to the ground.
"I'm sorry, sir," She apologized as soon as I faced her with a raised brow.
I watched her lower herself to pick up the files and notepad.
'So clumsy,' I thought, staring at her and when she looked up at me, I sighed.
'Why do I always find myself drowning in those eyes of hers?' I pondered.
"I didn't mean to bum—"
"Why don't you have a break, Miss Jackson?" I interrupted her and covered the distance between us and patted her shoulder slightly as I gazed into her blue eyes while she nodded and smiled softly at me, revealing those lovely sets of white teeth at me.
'Oh, God! So damn attractive… Wish I could drive my cock into her mouth with those teeth of hers trying to taunt me,' I thought crazily.
'Self-control, self-control,' I told myself and constrained myself from pushing her to the wall nearby and backing her up against it while I do all the nasty things in my mind to her.
'It's just a matter of time,'
"Okay, sir," She muttered, bowing her head slightly, I created some space between us, moved away from her, and cocked my brows at her while she wrapped her arms tightly around the files she was carrying.
I turned around and continued walking towards the elevator…
'Okay, Stella baby, here I come,' I thought mischievously adjusting my tie once more before pressing the button for the elevator to the last floor.
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"Hmmm! Baby… Yes! Ohhhh--" Stella moaned out as I attacked her soft breast with my mouth.
My tongue flickered on her nipple as I grazed my teeth slightly on those sensitive buds, making her whimper.
Her black sapphire long hair spilled and scattered on the bed as I began to grind her slowly in between her legs as my manhood twitched ready for action.
"Aaah!" She moaned out again, her red-coated lips parted as she arched her slender back and wrapped her arms around my neck while her tender fingers raked through my black hair.
"Hmmm!" I moaned out as I scooped her up, making her seat on the bed.
She giggled as she tried to kiss me, making me move back.
"Hahaha! You know the rules Stella baby… No kissing until I'm done with my moves on you," I uttered in a deep husky voice, staring into her gray eyes holding pleasures and desires as she pouted and leaned closer to my neck and kissed it, sticking out her tongue as she licked my neck.
"Okay, baby," She muttered, flapping her eyelashes at me, and I chuckled, teasing her protruding breast pressing against my chest.
Stella has been my favorite among the women I've been with, but she quite understands… Understands that I'm not the type of guy who can be committed to her, and she's fine with that?
I slipped my hands into her soaked panties and started rubbing her clits as she oozed out more juice from her.
She gasped and drew away from my neck, removing one of her hands from my neck and placing it on the soft bed as she arched her back, making her breast point forward in my face. I smirked and placed my mouth back on her pink buds while I continued rubbing her clits faster as she gave out loud whimpers and moans.
You can say I am a man of pleasure and that's precisely what I do to women, pleasure them and satisfy their needs and make them beg for more.
"Please!" She begged with her eyes almost closed.
I looked up at her face as she shut her eyes while I slide my fingers in and out of her non-stop and she looked so hot with her face almost turning crimson red in craving and pure ecstasy… something I required right now.
"Dra-Drake, I'm almost there," She gasped loudly, holding my arms, and I smirked at her.
"Are you sure?" I teased while increasing the pace of my fingers as she bucked her hips following the rhythm of my fingers.
"Drake!" She screamed, and I stopped, knowing she was about to reach her orgasm and I couldn't let her have it just yet.
Her eyes fluttered open with a frown creasing her beautiful face when I didn't let her cum, and I smiled.
She shuddered while trying to catch her breath as her chest heaved up and down.
"Are you ready?" I asked her, taking her nipples into my mouth and sucking tauntingly as a nasty smirk crept up my lips.
"More than ready," She responded, and when I stared at her face, she was licking her lower lips.
I stood up, pulled down her pants and threw them on the marble floor and when I was about to pull down my boxers, she moved closer to me.
"Nah! Nah! Let me do that for you," She said, smacking her lips together while she gestured at me with one of her fingers to move closer to her, which I did.
She moved closer to me and placed her hands on the waistband of my boxers before pulling down my boxers as my shaft sprang out.
Stella smiled at my cock before she sexily wrapped her hands around my shaft as my breath shallowed.
She glanced at me, casting me one of her seductive gazes, before she brought her lips closer to the tip of my cock and kissed it.
"No teasing, Stella," I said huskily, waiting for her to swallow up my cock and suck it while I fuck her mouth.
"Yes Daddy," She said sweetly before opening her mouth and take in my cock into her warm mouth.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the warmness and pleasure her mouth gave me around my shaft as I buried my right hand into my silky hair.
"Oh yes! Baby, suck it that way." I grunted lowly as she began moving her mouth on my dick, licking and sucking at the same time.
I packed her hair back to the back so as not to disturb the pleasures, she was rendering to me.
"Oh fuck." I moaned as she began to work her hands on me and at the same time with her mouth, and my hips bucked forward.
I buried myself deep in her throat, making her gag as I kept her head still. Then I began rocking my hips as my shaft fucked her mouth endlessly, Stella is a pro when it comes to blowing jobs because it amazes me how she almost manages to take me in her mouth.
Suddenly, I withdrew away from her as she coughed slightly, tears glistening in her eyes as she smiled at me.
"On all fours, baby," I told her with a smirk as she went on all fours on the bed. I came up behind her and thrust into her wet pussy with a banging slam while she screamed out in pleasure.
Chapter 6: 6. THE TATTLE.
Amanda's POV.
I was about to get settled on the sofa when I heard a knock on the door. I knew it would be no apart from Annie, I guess she'd be dying to know how her so-called Mr. Hot or Hottie…whatever--is nothing but a man whore and I can't wait to see her facial expression when I terribly criticize him.
"Ammy!" She exclaimed calling my name happily when I opened the door, and she wasted no time pulling me into a tight, crushing hug like I've gone missing for years.
"A-An-nie, I'm choking ri-right here," I managed to say, struggling to get away from her tight grip and get air in my suffocated lungs.
"Ammy," She withdrew away from me at last and cupped my cheeks with her small hands, and stared deeply into my eyes.
"You are so adorable," She mouthed with a cute pout with those delicate lips of hers, while I rolled my eyes at her.
"I know," I scoffed and removed her hands from my cheeks while she flickered her lashes at me.
'I wonder what's going through her mind, now,' I thought curiously, maintaining eye contact with those emerald eyes of hers staring intimately at me.
"What?" I arched a brow at her questioningly.
"Tell me everything that happened at work today and most, especially your encounter with Mr. Hottie," She smirked and dragged me into the living room before we both settled on the sofa.
"Thought you wouldn't ask," I snickered and faced her with a smirk appearing on the corner of my lips while she anticipated what I was about to say.
"Well, nothing is interesting to say about your Mr. Hot as you call him," I said dryly, and her brows furrowed at me confusedly.
"First, it's hottie—"
"Whatever," I scoffed and shifted towards the edge of the seat away from her and folded my legs on the seat.
Annie glared at me wondering why I created some space between us and pulled me by my wrist as a loud yelp escaped my lips.
"Ow! What's that for?" I asked, surprised that she hissed and smacked my exposed legs as I jolted up.
"Hey, that hurts!" I cried out, rubbing my poor skin she hit with her hand.
"That's for saying there's nothing interesting to say about my crush," Annie humph and crossed her arms over her chest as she looked away and I smiled.
"Well, it's the truth… nothing is interesting about him—"
"That's impossible! Get off it and tell me what happened at your work, I know there's a lot you want to tell me," Annie snapped, and I tried to conceal my amusement at her outburst.
'She's gone serious, right now,'
"What exactly are you dying to know?" I asked nonchalantly, smirking at her as I raised a brow at her.
"Amm—"
"Okay!" I interrupted her, surrendering my hands to her to shun her. If I didn't tell her right away, she would only be a pain in the ass for me.
"My day was terrible…" I paused and took notice of her face as she stared at me waiting for me to continue, I rolled my eyes and adjusted myself properly on the seat.
"And hectic—"
"Cut the crap," She waved me off with her hands, demonstrating she had heard enough of what seemed to be nonsense I was saying to her.
"Move to the interesting part, who cares if your job was terrible and hectic, it's always like that in everyone's job," She scoffed and scrunched up her face while I bit my lower lips cursing her below my breath.
"There's this receptionist who is annoy—"
"Ammy, can you move to the fascinating part I'm waiting for… I care less about the crazy receptionist at your workplace, right now, I'm getting bored." She feigned yawning and rolled her eyes at me, while I felt like kicking her.
I knew she was more peculiar about my encounter with my boss and what's like.
"Okay then, about my boss—" I moved back suddenly when I realized how she clung to me like glue.
"Yes, I'm listening," She said with keen interest, while I sighed.
'Honestly, I don't understand why you ladies fantasize so much about that man, he's nothing but a womanizer and man whore,' I burst out in annoyance, remembering what I saw him do in the office and how he also held me.
'He has no shame,' I scoffed annoyingly.
'Though even I can't argue the fact that he was so strikingly handsome, and I wished my man if I would ever have one and hope he would have the looks and features of him but not his crazy character or attitude,'
'And he created some butterflies in your stomach too,' My mind added.
'Shut up!'
"What do you mean by man whore?" Annie asked, but I heard her faintly, I was so deep in my thoughts and forgot she was even with me.
"Ammy!" I felt someone tapping me.
"Huh," I answered absentmindedly to realize Annie was staring worriedly at me.
"Are you okay? You zoned out a bit," She said, staring intensely into my eyes.
"Yeah, sure,"
"You get too worried easily," I smiled at her, hitting her shoulder playfully.
"As I was saying," I grinned, clasping my hands together.
"Yeah continue, you said he's a man whore, did you see something?" She asked eagerly.
I couldn't help but laugh, I told her about how my boss smooched up a lady in his office while Annie was screaming my ears off with crazy surprises.
"He pulled you close to him?" Annie questioned in excitement.
"It was unexpected," I rolled my eyes, remembering my encounter with him.
"Aww, that's sweet," She cooed, and I snapped my head, glaring at her.
"What's sweet there?" I asked annoyingly.
'Has she lost her mind? Didn't she hear all that I said about this man?' I thought, staring at her as if she had lost her mind.
Cause, certainly that's how it looks like.
"Did he kiss you?" She asked, ignoring my question.
"Annie!" I almost screamed her name, like had she run mad as my eyes widened at her, how could she ask that of all things?
I stood up from the seat and grabbed the cushion pillow and threw it at her, but she caught it immediately sticking her tongue at me.
"We didn't kiss and that's not going to happen… ever," I placed my left palm over my forehead and sighed.
"I'll tell you that statement you said when you two finally kiss," She laughed while I snatched the pillow from her and hit her with it.
She made muffled whimpers and laughed at the same time.
"You just need to capture his heart, you're beautiful and attractive already," Annie added.
"You talk as if you don't know this man at all, I'm sure you keep tabs on him."
"He is a playboy who lives with Barbie-doll women tripping and falling for him and hanging on to their arms like limpets while he changes them like diapers," I scoffed.
"And I'm not up to the likes of those ladies at all, what makes you think he would fall for me," I hissed.
"You can never tell," Annie shrugged and wrapped her arms around the cushion pillow.
I know none of this was my concern, but Annie had opened up a train of thought which was normally kept safely locked away, and, like opening a Pandora's box, I could feel all those toxic thoughts uncurling from their dark corners and slithering through my head.
"You're unbelievable," I muttered irritably, glancing at Annie, who had switched on the television and made herself comfortable in her space.
I sighed and made my way to the kitchen to prepare some chocolate muffins for us.
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