When he made his entrance on Monday, I kept my head down during his journey. There are two reasons for this. Firstly, the fear of once again being thoroughly ignored. Secondly, because the memory of having practically accused him of treating me like a call-girl came back to me. I waited for him to pass by, waited for them to start settling down, and did the same. I had often found myself distracted, admiring him. Just like that moment. As soon as I was sure I was in his office, I took the chance to look at him. As always, impeccable. Today's three-piece suit is dark, matching his beard and hair. He emanates an aura of power. Power that he uses when he fucks me… used to. I correct myself. The thought makes me uneasy and, swallowing hard, I turn my attention back to my work. I know it will take a lot of effort to concentrate, but I'll have to be strong. Now I'll just be left with the memories of what we did together. It's a fact that Brandon Reeves won't be looking for me anymore bec
When we arrived at the suite, I had to hold back an exclamation at the luxury. It's as sumptuous as suite 220 in the previous hotel. However, there's not much time for anything, not even to admire the enormous place. I think I could take a shower before anything else, as I've been working all day, but Brandon has other ideas. As soon as the door closes, he takes off his suit, leaves it on an armchair, loosens his tie, unbuttons two buttons on his shirt, reaches for a condom from his wallet and leaves it on the sideboard. I just watch his decisive attitude, panting with anticipation. Then he comes over to me, helping me take off my suit. With agile movements, he pulls the silk blouse over my head, then his hands take my breasts in his palms, still under the lace of the bra. He presses me against the door with his body and comes to devour my mouth. " What have you done to me, Sofia? " he murmurs against my lips, his eyes glazed over " I can't stop thinking about you! " "I can't stop
Fearing what will be said after the madness of the sex has passed, I decide that I'm going to retreat before he wakes up. So I take a quick shower, get dressed and once again leave the bathroom, foot in foot, without looking at the bed. However, I almost have a heart attack when his voice rings out: " Why are you already dressed? And where do you think you're going? " Oh my God! " I exclaim, turning around abruptly with one hand on my chest. " You almost killed me with your heart! Brandon snorts out a laugh as he stands up. He's still naked, and I smile at the fact that he has no inhibitions about parading in front of me, as he calmly walks over to an armchair to pick up his clothes. I waste no time in appreciating him. From his long legs, shapely thighs to his hard, beautiful buttocks, which I want to touch. His broad back… marked by his nails. I feel guilty, but he also has his share because he drives me crazy, to the point of losing track of my strength. " I don't understand
In the end, we managed not to be late. I arrived at the usual early hour, and Brandon soon followed. The brief look he gave me was ardent and complicit… I pressed my lips together, disguising a smile. A few minutes later, I was handed a large bouquet of red roses. Even before I look at the card, I know who it's from. “For a wonderful night in your arms. B"I smile broadly. And then I notice that I'm still standing, staring dumbly at the tiny card… And that I'm getting many curious looks, including Laura's, who is sure to ask me numerous questions later. I quickly settle down, leaving the flowers on the corner of the table. I wonder if he bought the bouquet himself or sent someone else… No. Given the circumstances of the arrangement between us, Brandon probably bought it himself. That makes me smile again. Imagining him in a flower shop, choosing the flowers, writing the card… I sigh. Two things I've been doing too much: smiling and sighing. But what can I do? I can't help it. It's
Two hours later, I'm walking into suite 220 with the keys he gave me a few nights ago. I find him sitting on the sofa, intently watching the laptop on the coffee table. The man never stops working!When he sees me, he stands up, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He's taken off his suit and his hair is messy, as if his fingers have run through it." Hi… " I say shyly. He doesn't answer, he just stares at me with narrowed eyes. I don't like the feeling that comes over me. It's as if I've done something wrong. I was just working! "- I'm going to take a shower if you don't mind. " I don't wait for an answer, I head for the bedroom and then the bathroom. A shower is all I need at the moment. I'm exhausted! My legs ache, and my head is heavy. All I wanted was a bed! I'm about to finish my shower when Brandon enters the bathroom. He watches me for a few seconds and then begins to undress slowly. Soon he's behind me, under the shower, and starts massaging my shoulders. I sigh with pleasur
" Son of a bitch! " he mumbles through his teeth. " You didn't go after him, you didn't take the law into your hands? " What could I do? Apart from investing my savings, everything was in my name. " I notice his negative nod and I cringe. " Yes, I know! I was very innocent! It was a lesson.Brandon lets out a breath." Yes, you were very innocent. But I can help you find this man if you like. Make him pay his share of the debt…" No!" I reply quickly. " Please! I don't ever want to see that man again! Seeing him again will remind me of how stupid I was for trusting him! " Well, just think about it. Now…" I begin slowly, as if testing the ground. " I would rather not see you serving anyone anymore! I don't want you to have to do odd jobs when I can look after you! Immediately, I clam up. I know what he means… " Brandon, please! No! You know what I…" Calm down. " He holds me between his arms as I try to get up. " Just listen to me, okay?After a few breaths, I nod and he continues
" You could cook in my apartment.My eyes widened again. Is he inviting me to his place? A nervous smile plays on my lips again." Are you sure?" Yes, I'm sure. There's a giant kitchen there. I think you'll love it." And… there's no danger of anyone seeing me?" We'll use the private elevator. No one will see you. " Okay… " I agree shyly."- I'll see you in the evening. Outside, I pause for a moment. Then I notice that the secretary is staring at me. I smile awkwardly and nod." He's quite intimidating, isn't he?The other smiles sympathetically." You have no idea. BrandonNo. I hadn't intended to invite Sofia to my apartment. But the distraught look on her face when she found out she couldn't cook for me… That disarmed me. I discovered that there's nothing I won't do for this woman. If she'd let me, I'd treat her like the queen she deserves to be. I frown. Where did it all come from? I've never felt this way about another woman before. My protective instinct has never been so s
I also chose a wine that matched the menu. The meal took place in a pleasant atmosphere. I had forgotten what it was like to share dinner with someone special. After dinner, I make a point of doing all the dishes. He retorts that the maid can do it in the morning, but I insist, and then he rolls up his sleeves and comes to help me. " Tell me a bit about your family, your childhood. " Now we're settled on the giant sofa, wine glasses restored in our hands. Brandon sits on the edge and I stand in front of him. My shoes are off, and my knees are bent over my body.I smile. I like the question. It's a sign that he wants to get to know me better. " I grew up in a tiny country town. I was an only child. So my parents did everything they could to make sure I studied and had a good career. My mother owns a small restaurant and my father a homeward store. You can find everything there. From a screw to a lawnmower. I always helped my mother in the restaurant, and that's where my desire to o