Billionaire And The Maid

Casual F**k

Stella came home after work with sturdy shoulders, aching muscles, and a brain crammed with the reflections of one person, Adam Kingston.

"I wonder what he would be doing in his fancy penthouse. It felt like I was living in another dimension for some time. Why am I feeling all heated up?" Stella tapped her palms a few times on her cheeks as she stepped inside her apartment. She quickly turned after shutting the door and switched on the lights.

The house looked a mess because Susan looked thoroughly and took the stuff she needed or the things she could have sold to get a few bucks.

Stella brushed away a couple of things and crashed straight on the couch, which instantly produced a creaked sound, " Now you hate me too like the rest of them..." Stella let a deep groan out and again talked to the couch, "Can't you be like Adam, and just accept me the way I am." Stella may have said the great words this morning, but at the same time, she wanted Adam.

Suddenly, Stella heard the door knock. She got up and thought, "At this time?" Stella knew that this time only the landlord, other debt collectors, or the neighbors could be here asking for their money. She decided to stick to her place and again flattened on the couch carefully so it won't make a sound.

The door got knocked again. She didn't answer and said, "Please go away now." in a light voice that barely reached her ears.

She again heard the knocking sound. This time Stella remained just calm with her eyes shut and back fixed on the couch until she heard the door open itself, and a voice echoed, which shook her poor soul, "Baby, why won't you open the door for me? I just had to do it myself."

"How on earth did you enter, Adam?" Stella trembled in fear and yelled at Adam, throwing a cushion at him, which missed by just an inch.

"Through the door," Adam replied with guiltless consciousness pointing his finger toward the entrance. As if he did nothing out of context.

"Are you serious? I live alone. I, am a woman you can't just barge in." Stella widened her eyes at him and drove herself a step back because Adam wasn't ready to stand a hairsbreadth from her.

" Now, that is why I am here. Because you live alone and you are a woman. See, enough reasons." Adam's raised his brows at her and snaked his lengthy muscled arm on her thin waist, pulling her close, and smashed his lips onto her bouncy dry lips.

Stella pressed her eyes closed and moved her tongue rhythmically as Adam did. Stella yearned the whole day for him or the way he made her feel in just one night. And defying his charms seemed to be a difficult task for her.

Stella at first submitted to his soft touch, but she suddenly pulled herself back, with a gap between her wet lips, opened her eyes, and gazed up to Adam's face silently.

"Tell me once that you didn't miss me, you did not think of me. Just once." Adam brought his hand forward and stroked his thumb on the seam of her lower lip.