Chapter Three-Little office.
ARTEMIS'S POINT OF VIEW
Our little trance was so intense that when a girl straddled him and started to dance, rubbing herself on him, he pushed her away without taking his eyes off me. She is clearly irritated by his reaction, and she tries to pull him next to her, but he is like a statue.
A statue of a Greek god.
I feel so special that my heart skips a beat.
The song ends with me barely breathing, and not because of the effort I made but because of the rush of ecstasy that flooded my body, because of the sexual tension, and because of the unfamiliar, but exciting wetness between my thighs.
He licks his lips and looks at me with hunger in his eyes as if he’s a starving hunter, and I’m his prey. If only he would know that I’m a bigger huntress than he could ever dream to be... and also... that our hunting motives are most definitely not the same, I don’t think he would be so excited.
Back to the point.
I was never wet, I always had to use lube, and I was definitely never wet because someone looked at me.
“Oh.my.God! That was the most intense eye-fucking I ever saw. It even turned me on. Now thanks to you and gorgeous over there, I have to fuck tonight!” The enthusiasm and frustration in Hope’s high-pitched voice pull me out of the sexual trance the Greek god pulled me in, and I break eye contact, then turn around and face Hope.
“I think I’ll call it a night. I’ll go to the restroom and then head home. You can stay if you want. It’s all on me. Oh, and have fun with the guy you’re eye-fucking.” She smiles and looks at her prey for the night, who’s also looking at her like she’s a delicious dessert. I decide to grab my purse and go as I see that she's not paying me any attention anymore, but Hope is an efficient multitasker, and she stops me.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay? Maybe have some fun with Mr. Gorgeous over there?” That’s tempting. Very tempting. But I’m not the kind of woman to have sex with a guy just because he’s hot.
And if a man gets to touch my body, he must be someone very special. Someone who won the right. Not a one-night stand.
But... that doesn’t mean I can’t play a little.
Just a tiny bit.
“See you !” I smile at her, take my purse, and blow her a goodbye kiss.
ADONIS'S POINT OF VIEW
Once again, I feel the urge to stand up and pursue her, but she surprises me when she turns and makes eye contact, inviting me with her gaze to follow her.
Is it normal for a heart to beat so fast? And I mean fast, like it’s racing, running from something or towards something, not sure, but it feels like it’s gonna break my ribcage.
If I die, it’s her fault.
Disregarding my racing heart, I stand up and, like a small puppy, follow her without thinking.
I don’t usually follow, I lead, but she can lead me to death, right now. I don’t care.
I don’t know how or when, but we end up in a small office.
Starting with my dick, every organ is on high speed.
As I said, I only used a few drugs, and only once since I have a rule that I never broke, and that is don’t get high from your own supply, but I know how drug addicts are, and now I feel like one, and she is my dose dressed in a red dress, wearing a dangerous shade of red lipstick. Dangerous for my dick.
She closes the door, then places her hands on my chest, lightly pushes me, and pins me to the door with her body.
I’m 6 ft 5, and I don’t know how big her heels are. From what I recall, they aren’t big, maybe four or five inches, but I can feel her breasts pushing against my chest, her quick breath hitting my chin and lips, and the top of her head reaching my forehead. Based on my calculations, I would estimate that without heels, she’s around 6 feet or so.
Fuck, that’s hot.
As soon as I breathe in, the calculations and everything else vanish, and her scent takes over my nostrils, messing with my head and making me let out a deep groan.
It’s intoxicating and unique. I've never smelled anything so alluring. I'm not sure if it’s a perfume or shampoo, but she smells like a mix of jasmine and bergamot - rich, sweet, and incredibly seductive. It's the scent of erotic freshness, confidence, and strength.
I want to touch her; I am desperate to feel her skin, but she takes my hand and stops me. I don’t try again; I’m not sure why. Maybe because I’m afraid she’ll stop.
Her power over me is incredible; I should be in control; I always am, not the other way around. But her eyes are at fault too... her eyes are the blue of the summer sky, that bright blue that mesmerizes you, that bright blue that promises you that there will be no storm, but I have a feeling that the blue in her eyes is deceiving and I’ll get caught up in a storm that will fuck me up. How? I don’t know. But I know it will happen.
She leans in and brushes the sensitive skin of my neck with her plump, red lips, then licks it with a flat tongue until she reaches my earlobe, which she bites teasingly, making me groan in pleasure, and on their own accord, my hands travel to her hips, taking a strong grip.
But...
“Tsk, Tsk, Tsk… no touching. Just looking. You have to deserve me in order to have me.” Her voice is the seductive whisper of a fallen angel, I'm sure of it.
She is driving me crazy, and she loves every second of it.
She pulls back enough to meet my gaze, and the desire in her blue eyes, which now shift in color and slowly reveal the dark clouds beneath the bright sky, makes my dick twitch against my pants.
I want to grab her, put her on that desk, and fuck her like she was never fucked before. I want to make her beg for me, moan my name as if it's the last thing she'll ever voice. I want to see my dick disappearing in her pussy, pull on her long, black hair while fucking her soul out of her gorgeous body, but I don’t want to push it.
I'm afraid she might leave.
Between my dirty thoughts and the fight between my mind and body, I realize that I need a doctor.
I, Adonis Vincenzi, afraid that a woman would leave?
That’s not fucking normal. That’s like saying that the Devil is afraid of an army of angels.
He’s fucking almighty! He doesn’t fear any fucking army.
But she’s not fucking normal, is she?
She’s the first woman who ever took charge and didn't fall to her knees to please me.
She’s fucking confident and dominant and that turns me on beyond belief.