“What?” I snapped.
“You heard me. You wanted your time with that asshole bartender instead of being with me.” He accused me. I chuckled at how ridiculous this was. My reaction didn’t help my situation. It only made him angrier.
“So I’m funny now?” He yelled.
“No you’re not funny it’s your accusations that are ridiculous.”
He lowered his face to mine and grabbed my arms pinning me against the wall. “I spent the whole day thinking about being inside you, wanting to bury myself deep within you, to feel your heat around my rock hard cock, to have your slick juices drip down my balls, but no, I had to walk into the bistro to see you at the bar with a glass of wine and him leaned in close to you!” He roared. His whole body was shaking, his words were enough to make me wet.
“Lukas I finished work and counted my cash. When I work nights I always pour myself a glass of wine to relax. Jaks had just walked in and I apologized for what happened last night, but…” I stopped, biting my lip what was wrong with me.
“But what?” He was fuming.
“He accused me of only being with for your money… I was about to tell him off when you walked in.” I choked out.
“Why did you bother to apologize to him?” He hissed.
“I just didn’t want my work environment to be awkward, I love working there and I didn’t want shit happening at work.” I answered. He relaxed his stance and glided his hands down my arms and letting me go. Using his fingers he pushed back his hair and exhaled.
I must have looked pitiful. He grabbed my hand and pulled me hard across his penthouse. He then flung me onto his couch he reached for one of the remotes that dimmed the lights. He then turned on the music. Tricky came through his integrated speakers Hell is Around the Corner began to play, he lowered himself in front of me and without a word began to take off my pants.
“Don’t Lukas! I need to take a shower!” I exclaimed.
But he didn’t listen to me “Lukas!” I implored.
“I worked all day… I stink!” I tried to stop him but he only continued with more force, nearly ripping my pants off, he then hooked his finger into my panties and tore them completely off, throwing them to the side. Making me gasp in surprise.
“Lukas” I whimpered. The hungry look in his eyes was unmistakable he only looked at my pussy and licked his lips as he grabbed my thighs and hiked them up bring my core closer to his face. I felt so exposed. I could feel his hot breath on me as he spread my legs wider. He leaned in gently and licked my clit with the tip of his tongue just once making me shudder.
“Lukas” I moaned. The music’s slow beats swept through me heightening my senses, he then began to eat me out with deliberately long licks and kisses as he spread my inner lips to gain more access. I could feel how wet I was becoming. His tongue slid deep inside me. I arched my back and with hooded eyes I watched as Lukas devoured me. The way he was enjoying me made me want to come, I wanted to control it to make this moment last but looking at him eating me like I was his last meal had pushed me over to the edge. As though he understood my need he continued to consume me relentlessly, I shattered into a million pieces screaming out, feeling my body shake and then go limp.
I faintly heard the sound of a zipper and some rustling, Tricky still played in the background the music was hypnotic helping me calm down from one of the most intense orgasms I ever had. I felt the possessiveness of his hand come across my chest, he ripped the button down shirt I wore and he pushed the cups of my bra down exposing my breasts. My breathing became rapid in anticipation. He nudged himself into my pussy with one thrust making me buck up. He took me hard and fast. He fucked me. He groaned and growled as he was hitting me hard inside. It was sinful, raw and passionate.
“Mine.” He roared. He lowered his mouth to my breast and gave my nipple one lick and then he bit me hard as he came, making me cum with him.
He lay on top of me, both of us trying to catch our breaths. He finally stood up. I cringed to adjust to the void that I now felt inside me. I looked down at myself as Lukas walked away. I rearranged my bra again and began to pick up my tatter clothes off the floor.
“What are you doing?” I heard him say as he walked back to me wearing his jeans and shirt, I obviously was fairly undressed.
“I don’t know.” I whispered. Mostly talking to myself, seriously girl what were you doing? Yes the man can own your body like no other but you are way over your head. He took my clothes from my hands and threw them back onto the ground.
“You’re not going anywhere.” He ordered.