Chapter 2: Enticed
Part Two
I often studied him, how could he move on with his life so nonchalantly after leaving me for dead I wondered. Successful and handsome he hadn't had a care in the world it seemed, I had adapted to another lifestyle just to satisfy his stature. The credit card bills began to pile up, Alexander McQueen, Oscar De La Renta, Carolina Herrera were all necessities for the galas and balls he insisted I attended with him. The award ceremonies to honor his achievements, I attended on his arm. I was his...he pampered me against my will. Had he not known he would die? I had some sort of senseless lust for him. The sex...I couldn't get enough, our chemistries would amalgamate and sparks would fly. If only he knew. I considered, how can one slick a brilliant minded man like Davien? I refused to lose, he would fall victim as planned. His fairytale life would only be a thing of the past. It was Sunday, we laid in bed, he'd insisted I stayed the night before. "How about some champagne?" he suggested. Initially I refused but the kisses and sensations he sent down my spine reminded me of how seductive he could get when under the influence. He got up and went downstairs to the bar and returned with two wet champagne glasses and a bottle of Cristal. He popped the cork and filled our glasses halfway. I sipped through the hopping bubbles. My hair was still wet from the shower so I lifted my arms to twist it in a bun. He noticed the beauty mark underneath my armpit and stopped talking in the middle of his sentence. The questions then became personal, my answers were suitable for the current conversation.
We laid, he caressed my body but his demeanor had changed. I climbed on top of him to see where his thoughts lied, he began fondle my breasts through the Kimono. He then opened it right above the belt, slid it down my arms and he teasingly sucked on my nipples, I could feel his erection as I sat in his lap, I'd known he wanted to fuck. Was it time as I'd anticipated? He'd suddenly become alert. I remembered the reefer I had, he'd mentioned smoking occasionally. I knew the combination of the champagne and the weed would give me an advantage over him. I would make love to him and complete my mission. It had been 96 days. I retrieved the joint and lit it after walking around teasing him, I'd arched my back on my knees to senselessly look beneath the chair. I sat on the bed and began to rub his chest, I kissed him underneath his chin softly on his throat, light seductive pecks along his adam's apple. He rubbed between my legs, and then rubbed the wetness together on his fingers. He was so sexy, his brown eyes could cast spells to be unbroken. Too bad he had to die. I found it amusing.
All of a sudden he became aggressive, he grabbed me by my throat and pulled my closer, his lips met mine. "Give me your tongue." He licked my lips before I opened my mouth. I could now feel his extreme hardness underneath me. He sucked my tongue and then bit it and stared into my eyes, I began to feel uncomfortable... he had known. As he held my tongue with what seemed like no intentions of letting it go, the tears welled in my eyes. I could feel his hard teeth biting down in a sensitive spot. He continued to grope my breast. He finally let go. He then pulled down his underwear and began to masturbate as I sit in his lap. It turned me on so much, I wanted him to penetrate me so bad. I reached for it, he pushed my hand away, smiled and continued. He stared in my eyes and bit his lip as he slowly stroked. "Damn," I said...he smiled again and whispered "no". The Bleu de Chanel he wore, I could yet smell in the midst of the weed smoke. His biceps flexed as he continued to stroke, I leaned forward and kissed his arm. The chills were visible on my inner thighs. This was not going according to planned, he was driving me crazy. He stared at my uncomfortableness. I reached for him to put him inside...he rejected me and continued to stroke. He moaned and softly bit my nipple.
He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me even closer, I could feel his hand motion against my stomach, the back of his hand lightly struck my breasts. I wanted him so bad and he knew it. He stopped stroking and began to softly rub my clit before licking my juices from his finger. He smiled, his dimples deep. He grabbed me around my waist again and began to stroke his throbbing dick again, as he stroked, it pulasted against my body. His pace quickened. He was totally rejecting me, he would soon climax, I could tell. I could not handle what he was doing. I could feel the wetness of the tip of his dick as it rubbed against my belly. I began to grind in his lap. "U WANT IT?" He asked. I said nothing, I couldn't. He began to rub himself between my lips teasingly, his warmness sent shocks through me. He felt the contractions from my orgasm as I sat in his lap. He stopped stroking and hesitated before he started again. I laid my body against him hoping he would lay flat. He put his hand on my belly and pushed me back. I was getting frustrated, I think maybe even angry. He could see it. He held back his head and exposed his throat to me as if he was tempting me to cut it. He stroked, and was beginning to have uncontrolled thigh movements. "I want it," I said. "How bad," he responded. I knew I didn't have long, I tried to unwrap his hand. He stopped, it laid curved toward his stomach, pulsating. I slid forward and positioned my body to put him inside of me. He entered firm into my wet canal and climaxed inside. I'd always begged him to pull out. He'd never released inside of me, let alone without fucking me. "Sometimes it's more intense that way," he said. "Lay down, I wouldn't have lasted."
WHAT THE FUCK?
"I have to go..."
"But it's Sunday, U dont have work."
I NEED TO GO BEFORE I KILL U AS I HAD PLANNED DAVIEN
"I, I just need to leave."
"Are u upset? Where'd u go to school."
"What does that have to do with anything? Garner." I lied.
I tried to get out of bed, he grabbed me by the arm as I stood up and just held it tight and stared in my eyes. It made me very uncomfortable, he'd looked like...someone else at the moment. I stared back trying to read his expressionless face. "When will u return? I'll be gone, just let yourself in."
I agreed without asking "how."
I went home, showered and met Aunika for lattes. I knew he'd only went to watch the game at Hooters with a guy from the firm and would return before late, he had to be at work the next morning before 7 to meet a potential client. Why had he told me to let myself in when I hadn't planned to spend the night? I went home packed an overnight bag and put it in my trunk. I drove up the steep driveway and parked in the opened garage. I got out, retrieved the bag and removed the key from the mailbox before unlocking the door and going inside. I entered into the foyer and walked into the large living room. The home was elegant, and kept. The marble recently dusted, the brass recently polished. The Mona Lisa replica hung straight ahead on the wall above the glass bar. I stopped in my tracks, something had caught my attention. Her eyes. The camera lens adjusted as I moved and as if he'd known I stood ten fifteen feet away directly in front of it, and her eyes lit up. The large flat screen that was mounted on the wall came on, I soon appeared on the screen.
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