Chapter Five.
ADONIS'S POINT OF VIEW
After a few minutes, a glorious, loud moan escapes her parted lips, her leg stops rubbing my aching dick, her head falls back, and she squirts all over the desk, floor and hand.
Fuck!
That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, and I’ve seen quite a bit.
As soon as she recovers her breath, she pulls her long fingers out of her pussy, jumps off the desk, then strolls seductively towards me and places the coated fingers in my mouth, allowing me to taste the paradise. I do, I suck and lick her sweet juices hungrily because God knows that I’ve never tasted something so delicious in my life.
She then pushes me against the wall, cups my dick through my pants, squeezes it, then starts rubbing me faster and faster.
“God... harder...” I plead, and she applies more pressure, causing me to groan like a savage.
Her teeth dig into the sensitive skin of my neck, definitely leaving a mark, but she replaces the pain with pleasure as she licks it slowly with a flat tongue.
“I’m close... so fucking... close...”
I never thought that this was possible, but fuck, all of a sudden, I felt a wave of electricity burning my body, shivers down my spine, and an almost unbearable heat starts building inside my body fast, starting from my dick, going through all my body, heating every fiver, turning my blood into hot lava of ecstasy, and I realize that it is possible. “I’m gonna... fuck... finish..” My head falls back as the pleasure takes over my senses, and the orgasm starts rippling through my body.
“FUUUCK!” Hot cum fills my boxers as the explosion shatters me from the inside out, my eyes go to the back of my head, where I see an entire fucking galaxy.
This is not real, it can’t be!
I try to find my voice, I try to move, but I just can’t. She just destroyed my every belief. I'm flabbergasted, to say the least.
"Hold on to these. I might come and collect them one day..." She whispers ever so lowly in my ear, taking the panties from my hand and putting them in my pants pocket just so she's rub my dick once more, sending a new wave of shivers along my spine.
Before I get to say or do anything, she takes her purse and leaves.
Not even goodbye.
Just gone.
ARTEMIS’S POINT OF VIEW
I quickly leave the office because, honestly, I’m in shock and I can’t even talk; the words don’t come out of my mouth.
I’m a mess, praying to God that my trembling legs will carry me to my office. My heart feels like a hammer pounding in my chest, trying to break through my ribcage, and my mind is racing, searching for answers.
What the hell just happened?!
How can somebody make you feel that way without even touching you? He gave me the best climax I ever had in my life only with his gorgeous green eyes, his breath, and his scent... fuck, he smells like wildlife and sin.
And his lips... dear God, I can still feel them on mine. His body, his muscles so defined that I could feel them through his shirt, his jaw so chiseled that I’m surprised I didn’t cut my tongue.
He’s damn perfect!
I have never had so many mixed and intense feelings in my whole life, and now I experience them in just one hour.
I search for answers, but I can’t find any. My brain is malfunctioning.
Oh, this is not good!
I have a bad, bad feeling about this!
Or not.
It’s not like I’m gonna see him again. But... I’m the owner of the club, and maybe he’ll come again. Do I want him to come again? I don’t think so.
I finally arrive in my office and practically fall into my chair.
I need a drink. A strong one!
I call Knox and ask him to bring me a triple whiskey neat, hoping the strong drink will help me relax because I am still trembling from the mind-blowing orgasm that a stranger gave me with just his presence.
That was truly magical... but for the first time in years, I felt scared, so I fled without saying anything. It’s probably for the best. I prefer to avoid complications. My life is perfectly fine as it is.
No attachments, no headaches.
Besides that, I don’t want to get hurt. Let’s be real, who would want, accept, or love someone like me? With my job? No way. I would go home, and when he asked about my day, I would say, what? “Ohh, honey, today I had a rough day. I killed three guys, and…” Let’s be honest, nobody wants that.
And I don’t want to change who I am, and he’s probably a nice guy, working at a desk. Maybe a lawyer. But those tattoos...
But even lawyers have tattoos. Anyway, he would not agree with my job.
Well, he would be of some use if I got caught stealing bubble gum. But I hate bubble gum, so I don’t need him. So, I’ll stick with my toys.
But damn me, that man looks, feels, and smells like a god. And his dick… fuck me… it’s huge.
Christ. I don’t even know if it would fit inside of me.
While my mind desperately tries to find reasons to let him be, I hear a knock at my door.
“Come in!”
“Hi, here is your big glass of whiskey. No offense, but you look like you need it. Is something wrong, Artemis?” Knox asks as he places the glass in front of me, then takes a seat in the chair across from me.
"No, Knox, nothing’s wrong. I just had a rough night.” I can’t tell him what happened. He will think I’m crazy. Okay, I'm a little crazy, but that doesn’t mean I have to advertise it.
I take the glass of whiskey and drink a sip, and I get a brilliant idea.
I love myself!
Knox stands up to leave, but I stop him.
“Knox, could you please come back in 15 minutes?”
“Of course.”
Now let’s play a little.