She didn't make it past the threshold of her room before she felt a hand snaking around her waist and effortlessly pushing her backward.
He swiveled her so she faced him, her eyes widened seeing the look in his eyes. Raw anger, potent desire, frightening desperation, and fear.
"Xavier," she didn't even recognize her squeaky mutter as she shivered, "What are you doing?"
She gasped as he effortlessly pinned her to the closest sofa, his crotch on hers.
She swallowed noting his bulging erection, "You promised, God you promised."
He placed his lips on her cheek so his husky voice reverberated right to her core, "I Bet if I slide my fingers up that fancy dress of yours and push your pants aside, I'm going to find you so soaked and ready for me, it would take me an hour to lick you dry"
Her eyes widened even as she averted her gaze.
"I made a promise a
"You are damn delusional," He ground his jeans against her sex through their clothes fast and rough, causing so much friction, her clit swelled and screamed for release. She was a shuddering mess even as she stared at him breathlessly almost ready to kneel and beg him to free her of this torment. Then he pushed off her and she watched him dazed not believing he was going to leave now she was buzzing and high and in need of a release. "Frustrated huh?" He mumbled from the threshold of her open door, "That's exactly how I had felt when I had seen you so close to another man today."***"Ma'am, Jared sent this to you. He said they are urgent and he needs your review on them as soon as possible." Her eyes skimmed the recorded report of the beta user of the application, jotting down features that seemed to need adjustments even though her mind was far away from the room as sh
Tyler came into her office at past noon with a brochure of who she was supposed to be. A high school teacher and single mother who had been signed into the website by her 10 years old son. She gets furious at first but when her son demands that she goes out for just one date as a birthday present to him, she couldn't say no. Meanwhile, he had prayed a night before his birthday for a new father and his mother to finally forget his criminal father who was in jail. She meets Jared, who was a druggie rockstar, ticking all the boxes of a stereotyped celebrity who had everything money could buy. After his colossal failure of an album and his realization that he had lost his muse somehow and the girls, flashy cars and sex he sings about with no soul were getting old. He needed a muse. Frustrated after trying out all the methods he had at his disposal and even going back t
"Medium-cooked steaks just as Sir likes it," Maya smiled at him as she opened the plate of steak for him. They were in the dining and Maya had given the cook a day off and had made dinner for Xavier herself. She didn't know what he was thinking and it killed her. The silence made the intimidatingly big dining room, scarier even as he pushed his wet hair backward and held the spoon with the other hand staring suspiciously at the meat on his plate. He cocked his brow, "Are you trying to drug me so you can run away?" He took the wine bottle she had been fumbling with so she could avoid eye contact and swiftly opened it with the wine opener, "Because this seems suspicious as fuck." She gave him an oblivious stare even as she ogled him in his sleeveless hoodie that showed off taut skin and muscles and hated that she was sitting down across him in the dining else she just might have an obstructed but yet a pee
"Oh God," she croaked when he pushed his fingers in and out of her, "I don't even want you." To this, he smirked, curled his fingers burrowing in her wetness, and pulled them out slowly, sucking her warm juices into his mouth while maintaining eye contact with her. She tasted like a thousand orgasms and a fucking liar. "No?" He asked, still holding her gaze. "No," she whispered looking away. He jerked her by the back of her neck in one movement and shoved his tongue inside her mouth, forcing her to taste herself. Their tongues collided and danced, and she drank herself in a loud moan. He pulled away and held her face. "Your cunt begs to differ," he grabbed an ice cube almost standing up. She protested, grinding her bare pussy into his still clothed cock and making him want to grab her by the hair and fuck her on the floor. Not yet, soon b
Xavier had sensed that something was wrong immediately he had opened his eyes the next morning. He stared at his pocket watch next to his bed, an old piece that held a sentimental place in his heart he wasn't yet ready to part with. It was 5:50. He raised his brow even as he stepped out of his room wondering why he wasn't hearing Maya's hairdryer go off. She should be almost ready by now. He gritted his teeth at how early she goes to work and how late she comes back. Somehow she was engaged to the wealthiest man in the country yet had no qualms with being overworked as a mule. He hadn't forgotten she was looking forward to them breaking it off since to her that would only be rational, but she wasn't convincing and rational herself to him. He knew she would never take a dime from him she didn't earn. She was that stubborn and a pain in his ass like that so he didn't even offer he
Xavier sat down, his head pressed backward on his chair as he released an exasperated sigh while Maya settled on her knees in front of his chair, right between his spread legs knew it was a matter of seconds before her cover would be blown. Her eyes drifted to his crotch which was directly facing her even as he leaned against his chair completely oblivious to her presence. She moved not understanding the jolt of energy that she knew was familiar with making young women like herself do stupid, foolish things like palming Xavier's crotch and making her have the audacity to smile as she watched his eyes widen, and then he looked downwards and she could see the disbelief in his eyes and how his eyes bulged. "Maya!" "Shhh," her voice was a little whisper that made her hope that it could pass for sensual rather than a croaky whimper. "What are you doing here?" It was rare that anyone managed to throw the almighty Xavier Salvador off guard and for the look of incredulity i
Done teasing them both, he pushed his chair backward to give her more space to come even closer. He wound the long strand of her black hair around his fist, so tight and secure there would be no doubt in her mind who had the upper hand. That her mouth was his to do as he Please. He guided her head forward, pushed his cock between her parted lips, and didn't stop until the sensitive crest bumped against the back of their throat. She didn't jerk back. Instead, her lashes fluttered closed and she moaned, the sound vibrating along his shaft and tightening his balls. Christ. His body shook like it was his first time ever getting a blow job regardless of how many mouths he had have gone down on him, yet it took every ounce of self-control he possessed not to thrust his hips and fuck her perfect mouth, harder, deeper. As it was, surrounded by all that silky heat and feeling the suctioning pull on his cock as he slowly drew her bac
The sound of objects clattering against the floor, made them turn to realize they had company. A gobsmacked Timothy, who seemed flushed as comprehension of what he had encountered dawned on him. Maya chuckled, realizing that they had granted the boy a tale to circulate the office as gossip. Thankful that, that wasn't her problem, she grabbed her bag, briefly adjusted Xavier's tie which was a bit crooked even as she smirked at the glazed look in his eyes signifying that he didn't want her to leave and certainly did not give a damn about Timothy. Maneuvering her way out of his laps, she smiled at Timothy and extended her hand to him, "Hi Timothy, I'm Maya. I've heard a lot about you," He wanted to tell her he has suffered a lot because of her and she didn't need any special introduction, but he just stared at her hand extended apprehensively not knowing where they must have been. Catchi