Opposites attract. A truth as old as old is the world.
But what will happen when two people, equally ambitious and unscrupulous, cross their paths?
I will tell you.
Things will get hot!
Hate, sex & dirty games.
No feelings.
No rules.
Only a thi...
Victoria couldn't sleep again. But this time she was enjoying her small victory.
"I will beat you in your own game, Andrew," she was talking to herself, laughing at the same time.
But her thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell.
She put her whiskey glass on the table and got up to open the door.
"Andrew?"
"I see you're waiting for me."
He went inside without waiting for her invitation and closed the door with his leg.
He grabbed her, turned her with her back to him, and pressed her to the wall.
He ran his tongue over her shoulder, up her neck to her ear, meanwhile putting his hands under her top.
"Yeah, you've been waiting for me. You've been craving for me. And you knew I will come."
He turned her against him and lifted her into the air. She locked her legs around his waist. He placed her on the couch and took an ice cube from her whiskey glass.
"Because you know I don't like to leave things unfinished."
"Do you like it, Victoria?"
"You know I do."
"That's right. I know," he was whispering, moving his tongue over the wet traces of ice on her stomach. "But I want to hear you say it."
"I like it. I like it so much."
"Tell me, Victoria, what do you want me to do to you?"
"I want you to lick me."
"I know." He smiled as he looked her in the eye. "I know you want me to lick you."
He moved slowly down and placed his tongue on her groin.
"And I want to lick you."
His tongue danced up and down. Inside and out. And again.
Her body arched in ecstasy. And wanted more. And more. And she didn't want it to finish.
But she was already there. She moaned loudly as she felt the orgasm filling her entire body.
Andrew stood up, sliding his body over hers until his lips reached hers. He ran his hand from her thigh up and buried his fingers in her hair.
"How many orgasms can you bear?"
"As many as you give me."
"Bad, bad Victoria..."
He took off his pants and went in her. He gripped her hair tightly and stretched it.
"Harder, Andrew. Fack me harder."
"My bad, bad Victoria."
***
One hour later
"Now tell me again that I do not give you pleasure ..."
"Did I accidentally kill your big ego when I said that before?"
"My ego cannot be killed. There has never been a woman who didn't enjoy me fucking her. And you, my little Victoria, confirmed that."
Victoria turned and climbed on top of him.
"You are ready for round two?" Andrew whispered as he was placing his hands on her ass and gripped it tightly. "You are so insatiable."
"Do you know what I hate most in you?" She asked him as she was licking his neck and moving her groin over his. "Your arrogance. I will smash it." Right after that she got up from him and headed for the shower.
"When?" Andrew shouted after her and then went into the bathroom, too.
"When you are on top," he went inside and came close to her ear, grabbing her ass. "... or when you are under me?"
She ran her tongue down his neck, then down his chin. "When I am on top, and when I am under you." After that, she buried it in his mouth. "And in every opportunity I have."
"I can't wait to see how you will do it."
He lifted her into the air and inserted his already erected member in her.
The water from the shower flowed over them. The steam drifted across the whole bathroom, trying hard to hide the traces of their hands that they were leaving all over the glass.
The next day
Victoria was alone in the office, perusing the pile of documents on her desk, meanwhile sipping her coffee.
It wasn't long before the office door opened and Charlotte entered inside.
"Keep your hands away from Andrew, Victoria! He is mine!"
Victoria got up from her desk and stood in front of her.
"Yeah, I know. He told me last night."
"Really? He did?"
"Wait, nah... His mouth was occupied with a more pleasant activity than talking about you."
"Bitch!"
The moment Charlotte said that Victoria slapped her. And just another moment later, the office door opened again and Andrew went inside. Charlotte clung to her cheek, and Victoria crossed her arms angrily.
"What's going on here?" he asked while he was approaching them.
"Andrew, she slapped me!"
"And why would Victoria do that?"
"Next time, honey, it won't be only a slap."
"Victoria?" Andrew turned to her in surprise.
"Let me clarify something for both of you. First, Andrew, if you haven't explained to your assistant what her position is, I'll do it." Victoria took a step closer to Charlotte. "You are below me, honey. At work. And in Andrew's bed. I would never be friends with someone like you, but believe me, you wouldn't want me to be your enemy."
"Andrew, won't you say something?" Charlotte stepped back and stood behind him.
But that didn't bother Victoria for a second. "Now, get out of here."
"Leave, Charlotte." Andrew had turned to her and was speaking to her in a calm but serious tone. "Your work includes communicating with me, not with Victoria."
Charlotte left the office with tears in her eyes.
Andrew then turned to Victoria and moved closer to her.
"You're ready to smash everyone in your path, aren't you, Victoria?"
"And aren't you, Andrew?"
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