Chapter 1 - Truth or Dare
Nova POV
“Your mouth is as tight as a virgin’s pussy”
He groaned from his position above me, his voice was thick with lust and pleasure as his cock thrust into the back of my throat.
“Choke on it like a good girl”
He added, not waiting for me to breathe before he slammed into my mouth again, and it hurts. He didn’t care that my throat spasmed around him or about the drop of tears that escaped my eyes as I choked on his length.
“That’s it…. You’re such a cock slut”
He just kept going and his rough thrusts had my skull banging against the bathroom stall wall, his fist tangling harder in my hair.
The pressure was too much, I’m not familiar with such invasion . I gagged but didn’t deter him at all, the more I gagged the more he groaned and increased his pace.
“Look at you” he muttered, yanking my head back up so I met his gaze while he pushed deeper without mercy and I blinked up at him through the tears blurring my vision. “Tearing up like you’re overwhelmed but dripping wet under that tiny dress. You like being used. Don’t you?”
I couldn’t answer with words, not with my mouth stretched around his cock, using my throat like it was built to please him But my moan betrayed me and he smirked knowing it.
“Touch your cunt for me”.
He commanded me, and I couldn’t deny him, I squeezed my thigh together as he withdrew himself and drove into my mouth once more making my nose pressed into his lower stomach and I couldn’t help but inhale his sandalwood musk.
I slipped my fingers into my core dripping with evidence of my arousal, my nipple tightened against the flimsy fabrics. His dominance made me want more, yearn for more of him everywhere, I slipped my fingers out and slipped them back in again moaning hard against him.
“Yeah. You’re a good slut” he smirked and yeah I agree but he didn’t know the full story. He didn’t know that this is my first blowjob and it’s all because I made a bad decision a few hours ago.
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A few hours earlier..
“Girl, this is non-negotiable” Lena announced from her side of the room “You’re going with us to the orchids tonight”
Katie was already elbow deep in my closet like she was looking for a buried treasure. “Does this girl own anything besides ugly cardigans and musty paperbacks?”
The girl in question being me but my sweaters are not ugly, they are expressions of art and my classic novel collections are not musty.
“I don’t like clubs” I muttered, flipping a page in the novel on my lap. “Too loud.”
“You’ve never been to one!” Lena snapped, tossing a pair of distressed jeans over her shoulder. “All you do is read about morally grey men choking and bending women over the tables and then act shocked when we ask you to touch grass”
“I’ll touch grass when a mafia lord claims me” I said dryly not amused by their critics on my novels.
“You need to live! Outside of your fictional word and touch actual dick” Katie stood hand to her hips and face frustrated.
“Why does it have to be tonight though?” I asked hoping to postpone the torture of mingling with people in a noisy environment.
“Because it’s Lena’s daddy pre-birthday bash slash girls night out” Katie chirped before adding “and you owe us”
“Yes! That’s right. And we start internship on Monday, let’s enjoy the last free weekend we have together in the next six months”
I sighed because she’s right, “Fine. But I’m wearing my Pants”
Kate snorted immediately “No, Nova darling, you are wearing… THIS!” She happily held up a silver dress that looked like it belonged to a reality tv star, not a broke scholarship girl who is being forced on a night out by her rich pampered roommates turn best friends.
Before I could say my mind about the cloth Lena cut in massaging my shoulders softly, “It’s perfect for you Nova, It’s time you start flaunting those curves of yours. Let those men drown in your beauty”
I grumbled but gave in and an hour later we were at Orchids, the lounge buzzing with money, girls were glittering under the blue and red light of the club while men danced around in fits ranging from jeans to tailored pants that screamed money.
This is nowhere for an average or poor person but somehow I’m at a table with my best friends and their boyfriends who had secured the table for us while everywhere else get filled up quickly.
“Let’s play a game” Tommie said, he’s Katie’s man and I’m convinced he has a penchant for chaos.
The word ‘No’ was at the tip of my tongue waiting for me to blurt it out but social anxiety is also a thing, so I swallowed it with a sip of Sprite.
“Truth or dare” Tommie continued “Katie, what’s your favorite sex position” I nearly choked on my drink and my cheeks tingled in second-hand embarrassment.
“Lena, your fantasy”
“Four men, one in each hole”
They all laughed enjoying this more than they should, we were getting the attention of nearby tables since the people at my table couldn’t keep their voices down.
“Nova” I stilled“You look daring tonight.. is it a dare for you?” Nic asked, Nic was Lena’s annoying boyfriend.
“I’m not playing”
“If you don’t pick, you get a dare.” Katie warned and everyone's attention was on me. My hand clenched around the glass of sprite and I’m sure my face would be as red as a tomato.
I could feel the heavy gaze of those listening in the background on me as well, my eyes shut trying to focus on my breath before I had a panic attack in the middle of a club.
“A dare it is then,” Tommy said taking my silence as a dare.
“Fine,” I said in a clipped voice hoping they would feel how much I’m displeased.
“What’s the dare?”
“Blowjob”
Nic answered eagerly.
“What?”
I blinked thinking my ear must have glitched but the smug smile on his face confirmed I heard him right.
“Pick a random guy, No name, No long talk, just your mouth around his dick and the taste of his cum”
My whole body went cold.
“Don’t you dare chicken out on this” Katie said
“If you do then you have to tell us your sexual fantasy as well”
Tommy added and I’ll be damned before I do that so I stood from the table and my knees almost buckled under me, my heart was beating too loud but somehow my pussy clenched in anticipation of a sexual adventure and I didn’t know what i was looking for but when I saw him, I knew it was him.
His large hand cupped my jaw, dragging me back to the present, back to the stall, and on my knees.
“You’re fucking filthy” he growled. “Touch yourself faster and look me in the eyes while you do that” I whimpered as I picked up more speed between my legs, my hand slapping against my drenched pussy sounded good and with the way his grey eyes darkened more I’m sure he could hear it too.
I was soaked and aching for more than the fingers in me, I added more fingers but didn’t feel satiated, I wanted more and like he could read minds he shoved his cock deeper down my throat and moaned when he felt the vibrations of my throat around him.
“Good girl” he breathed “That’s it. Rub that needy clit while this dick fucks your tight mouth” my eyes watered again, his commanding voice made my legs tremble and my hand move faster between my legs in obedience.
“I’m gonna cum” he muttered in a rough voice “Going to fill that pretty mouth. Don’t waste a drop, baby swallow all of it” then his thrusts turned erratic I could barely keep up, my hands held onto his muscular laps but that didn’t slow him down, all of a sudden he went still.
Then hot sticky liquid came down my throat, I swallowed fast, he twitched against my tongue and groaned again, I gulped him down.
When he finally pulled out slowly and tucked himself smoothly into his tailored pants I got up slowly.
I adjusted my breasts that are now peeking out of ridiculously low neckline, I tried smoothing out my curls as well as my dress so I don’t look freshly fucked all the while avoiding meeting his eyes.
Game over no need to get attached.
I briefly saw a scarred hand coming my way before his thumb wiped the corner of my mouth, then shoved the same finger between my lips and I sucked it clean without hesitation.
He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a shiver down my spine. “Next time I see you,” he said, his voice dripping with an unsettling intensity, “I won’t let you walk away like this.”
There's no need to mention that there won't be a next time. I smiled at him before turning on my heels and striding back to my friends, who are likely drunk by now.
I just gave my first blowjob to a stranger in a public bathroom, My Jaw aches and I’m sure my throat would be sore by tomorrow but my thoughts are slick from desire and I liked it, Mother help me, I liked it.
CHAPTER FIFTEENPsycho…Nova POV“Nova… stop!”The command cracked through the night like a whip. My sneakers screeched against wet pavement as I spun, lungs burning, fear burning hotter.The figure tugged at the edge of their mask, fingers frantic, like tearing off their own skin. And then—Oh God.Not a stranger.The face beneath was not what I expected. Not some alleyway creep with a knife. Or a kidnapper. It’s Sandra.Sandra from the front desk. Sandra, with her migraine-bright blouses and laugh that could double as a fire alarm. Sandra, who never missed a chance to look me up and down like my existence was a coffee stain on her knockoff heels.Sandra, who was the despicable Mr Aaron Smith's favorite colleague. Is he around? Did they plan this together? Do they intend to kill me? My brain glitched. Static. This had to be a fever dream. Or maybe Grant’s cologne was laced with something illegal, because no sane universe served me Sandra as my night-stalker reveal.“What the—”
Chapter Fourteen: Shadows That Don’t BelongNova – POVI couldn’t breathe in that office after he left. His words clung to me, wrapping around my throat like smoke I couldn’t cough out.Mine.No one should be able to say one word like that and make it sound like both a threat and a vow.But Grant Calloway had managed it, and now it ricocheted inside my skull long after his expensive cologne faded from the room.I paced my cubicle, hugging a stack of books to my chest before shoving them onto the shelves just to feel useful. My hands were trembling so badly one paperback slipped, the spine smacking against the floor. Great. The girl who always found safety in books was suddenly dropping them like she’d developed a paper allergy.“Get a grip, Nova,” I muttered under my breath, crouching to pick it up.Even the little things were wrong. My rainbow collection of pens was scattered across my desk, completely out of order, not in their neat rows of color. Normally I’d fix them without
Chapter Thirteen: What does Mr Calloway Know? Nova POVHow the hell does he know?The question wouldn’t leave me. It clung to me the way tea stains cling to the inside of my favorite chipped mug no matter how hard I scrub.Grant didn’t just stumble across those words. No one says this is not a charity organization like that in a precise, weighted, almost rehearsed way unless they’ve heard it before. Unless they knew exactly what string they were pulling.But that’s impossible.Right?I forced myself to look at him, to study every detail. He was leaning against my desk now, one hand in his pocket, the other adjusting his cufflink with the kind of bored precision people reserve for polishing knives. His face gave nothing away, but there was a stillness in him that made my skin prickle.Grant Calloway wasn’t a man you could read. He was a vault. A safe with a twelve-digit code and motion sensors. And yet, somehow, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he had already cracked me open and was
CHAPTER TWELVE - Aivra Nova POVThe past week of my life has been hectic, unexpected, and far too eventful for someone who survives on tea and fictional worlds.For starters, Aaron Smith, formerly the terror of the HR department and personal assistant to the CEO was quietly demoted to assistant HR director. The position of personal assistant was left vacant and juicy, dangled in front of everyone like some kind of golden apple.But no. It didn’t land in anyone’s lap.Sandra got Suspended on indefinite probation. Which, translated, means nobody has had to hear the echo of her stilettos or her shrill tone for days. The atmosphere in Alpha Corp has been almost… peaceful.So naturally, the question is: who is the lucky new personal assistant to Mr. Grant Calloway?Answer: not me.Not anyone with a pulse, actually.The role went to a brand-new AI prototype.Apparently, Grant owns a sprawling empire of companies across different sectors like Hydra heads sprouting from one smugly perfect
Chapter 11 CHAPTER ELEVEN : Warning CallNOVA POVI was a bundle of nerves, even after Grant stopped by later. While my heart was busy painting vulgar scenarios of how the night could go right, my head kept cataloguing all the ways it could go terribly wrong. And deep down, I knew,I probably wasn’t ready for any of it.I wore my thickest sweater even though the heater was on, sweat beading down my forehead like I’d run a marathon. My oversized, fluffy pajama bottoms swallowed my legs, and my glasses were perched neatly on my nose, the one consistent accessory in my life.And then, he was in my room. Simply put, the ball was in my court.Grant sat at the edge of the bed, scrolling on his phone, stretching the silence like an overwhelmed hair tie on the verge of snapping. My nerves decided now was a great time to betray me.“Did you know sloths can hold their breath longer than dolphins?”No. No, Nova. Absolutely not.Of all the things to randomly blurt out around Grant, why did my mou
Chapter Ten: Tacky Bitches.Grant POV“Surprise?” The word left her lips in a squeak, almost playful, but it scraped across my nerves.This bitch had to be the dumbest clown I’d ever given the privilege of sucking my dick. And I must have been even dumber to hand her a spare key to my office.“You don’t look happy to see me,” She added, forcing a pout. Her painted lips trembled, her head tilted like some lost kitten.I gave her a flat stare, my jaw tight. “Get out.”Her eyes widened. “Don’t you miss me? Grant—”“Get Out!” My voice cracked like a whip across the room.“Fine.” She crossed her arms, shoulders hunching as if she was the victim here. She looked so pitiful it pissed me off. That’s the problem with women who don’t know their lane—you indulge them once, and suddenly they think they matter. This is what happens when you don’t have a stable partner: you end up fucking strays who you should never have taken a second look at.She blinked rapidly, then asked.“Did I do anyt