The devil is present. It was the only thing that made sense as to why this man was being dangled in front of me, like a piece of meat that only I could enjoy. To make it worse, this opportunity would arise in my office, in the sacred workspace that I swore I wouldn't dirty.
I was being tested. The intensity that Shane had in his eyes was captivating. I didn't want to look away, but I was also unsure of what to say. I've had plenty of sexual offers in my life time, most I've accepted, and I've also turned away my fair share. Wait. Maybe I'm Jumping ahead. Jesus Raine, not everyone is like you, thinking of sex 24/7. This man had an innocence just a few weeks ago, maybe he's thinking something more pure. If that's the case then the look on his face is certainly deceiving. He must have picked up on my confusion, or noticed how I couldn't find the words to speak. He suddenly dropped to his knees before me, thro
Red. Such a daring color. Such an… attention seeking color. Red against my beautiful dark skin… reads… deadly. Intoxicating. Why was the color red calling out to me this morning as I prepared for an early meeting with Kale Spencer?Maybe it was because I participated in something daring last night. This was no accident. I had done it on purpose with someone who worked with me, in my office with glass windows where everyone could see… if only they were there. I now had another secret. A very dirty, but memorable one.This red dress looked to be melted into my body shaped, easily adjusting to the curves of my breasts and hips. It also stopped right about the knee, showing half of the thigh when I sat. The silk layered itself across the breast, threatening to show the bareness of my breasts.
Friday night. What does a woman like me do on a Friday night? Hunting would normally be my first answer. Taking a nap before the sun sets, dressing my best, ready to capture someone’s attention. Yes, that sounded nice, however, this Friday would be different. I had two more hours of the work day left, then I would head to dinner with my two best friends, followed by some shopping. Tomorrow there was an event that I had to attend, and I had waited until the last minute to get a dress. Last year, I had worked on a small solo project in favor of Mr. Davis. It was for a six episode mini series. Long story short, the audience loved it, and one of the actors was being nominated for best Break Out star. The director loved my work. Hell, he seemed to love me a little more. I know what you’re thinking, and no,
For a woman that is so dedicated to her looks, I am not one to have to spend so much time on it. People go out to buy expensive or fancy outfits to make themselves look better. I personally compliment the garments. I can make just about anything look good. I am that damn gorgeous. Andre had found this pretty summer-like dress in the color of a lilac. It was tight fitting around the bosom area and my waist, but it then led out like an opened flower, stopping above the knee. It had two layers. The first was made of silk, and the top was nice sheer. It had thin straps that went over the shoulder and criss crossed in the back, beautifully tied into a small bow. It was cute, to say the least. Not sexy, like I was used to protrying, but cute would work for the event. It wasn’t in good taste to overshadow the super rich and popular. I was going as a guest, and needed to behave like one. I pulled my black hair back into a messy, yet simple bun, leaine a few strands hanging in the back and fro
Raine, please pick your jaw up off the floor before people notice the drool coming from the corner of your mouth. As I waited in the lobby, the last thing I expected to see was Kale Spencer making his way across the room, dressed as if he were ready to tempt me in every way possible. Now, I know I’ve seen him in plenty of suits before, but this one just hugged his body differently. And by the looks of others on the floor, I wasn’t the only one who noticed. He seemed completely unaware of the attention he had drawn to himself, either that, or he simply didn’t care. Mr. Spencer stopped in front of me, one hand busy adjusting his cufflinks. His gray eyes glanced down at me for a moment, before his lips parted and he spoke. “Are you ready?” Ready for what? I wondered which look was more obvious; my confusion, or the slight regret for having rules in p
Kale and I made our way through the crowd of people, all sort of heading in the same direction to the reception hall. Some were stopping short of the room, looking for people they came with, or engaging in conversations with others. I just wanted one more drink and I’d probably call it a night. At one point in time, someone was in such a rush, they had accidentally pushed me. I lost my balance for just a moment, but it was long enough for Kale to have to grab me by my hips, and wait for me to adjust my stance. All I could do was flash a friendly and thankful smile, being sure to ignore the fire in his eyes. Was he like this anytime we touched? I wanted to explore that more, but I knew that was a bad idea.We found a table that was empty. I took a seat while he went on a search for something to drink, stating that he was going to need something stronger. I’d stick to my wine and the choice
"So, what did you say to him?" I asked as we waited somewhat impatiently for the valet to contact our driver. Though we had only been here for a few hours, the night seemed long. Kale stood tall as he normally does, looking out into the dead streets. It was unusually quiet, but peaceful compared to the loud crowds inside."What makes you think I said anything?""Do you think I'm stupid?" I brought my arms up over my chest, crossing them. It was not with attitude or anger, but in the fact that the temperature had changed, and I was now cold. "You had your arm around him like you two were friends, which I know you aren't." He sighed as if he were giving up. Personally, I wasn't that curious to add pressure. I would have let it go the moment he denied saying anything."I explained to him that it would be best if he kep
I stepped out the back of the car, not needing the chauffeur to open the door for me. I needed to create as much distance between Kale and I as possible. When I turned around to bid him goodnight, he pretended to pout. I fought my giggle. It was nice to see him like this. It was cute."Please…. Change your mind." I shook my head."It's late…" I started."It's 10pm.""Well…. I'm tired.""My house has a bed…" I shook my head, fighting the urge to say yes, take me with you."I'll see you next week." I walked away quickly. I made my way to the main doors, knocking on the glass. An older, slightly round security guard wobbled ov
I love the huskiness of his voice as he gave me an order. Take off your dress. It brought a throbbing sensation to my hidden lips. It didn’t take long for our clothes to be nothing but a small pile at the side of the bed. Yes Shane, this is exactly what I came here for. I watched as he brought his strong hands between my thighs, pushing my legs separate from each other. His hands rest on my knees as he stares down in between them. The dim light is bright enough to see the seriousness of his face as he takes me in. I am not one to say that vagina’s and dicks are beautiful things to look at, but he stared at mine as if it was pleasing to the eye. He liked what he saw.I am very into my looks. So of course I take care of mine. I am clean and shaved, and ready to be eaten. He pushes my legs up, resting my ankles on his manly shoulders. I watch as he bites his bottom lip just before kissing sensitive parts of my lower leg, slowly making his way up to my center. When his tongue met with