Hooked Dangerously

Desires

‘what a wicked thing to do, making me fall in desires for you.’

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Aurelia

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I looked into his eyes as he fixed his eyes on me. It was too captivating and sexily attractive that the sensations between my legs refused to seize.

"I...I can't.."
I was stammering all because I was trying to focus away from this fire burning inside me.

He stepped away from me, but his eyes was still scanning through me lustfully.

"There's no need for you to work today."

He was quick to return to that bossy tune and had me transfixed. 

I should have been happy he invited me. Professionally, going with him will be the best decision I will make, as I need to stick close, but emotionally I don't think I can handle him.

My body is responding the way I don't like, I know it's not just lust but something I haven't felt in my whole life.

"When are we leaving."

His eyes lingered on mine for so long, taking guesses on why I changed suddenly.

"Why'd you change your mind."

"I've always wanted to travel the world."

He covered up the spaces between us again, slowly advancing his hands from my sides towards my breast region.

He paused when he was inches away from my breast, causing nervousness to skyrocket the feelings between my legs again.

I was literally dripping in my pants, wanting him to stop this torture and fill me up till all I could do was scream.

I hate this as much as I love it, getting my passion hyped ridiculously.

"Even when I want to grab your ass."

Following his words, his left hand travelled behind in agonizing swift towards my ass as they grabbed my right cheeks.

I moaned in response, hating myself immediately for how responsive I am to him.

"You love it, hmmm?"

I was burning just because of his mere hands on me. When did I turn into such a gummy bear.

He pulled me closer to him, leaving not even a bit of space between us.

"You make me want to fuck you right now till you scream out my name."

I still couldn't speak, I was trying desperately to control the fire he's igniting in me. I tolerated all his excesses, loving them to the core that my clit is throbbing in pains and pleasure.

He lifted me up, his two hands now on my ass as they supported my weight. I was carried to the counter as if I was as light as a feather.

He lowered me gently, his hands on my thighs and his eyes fucking me up.

"Do you still want to go with me even though I could fuck the hell out of you?"

His hands on my thighs caressed gently, giving me tingles down to my sexual hormones.

He split my thighs with his hands so he could fit more, wrapped my legs behind his back and surprisingly grabbed hold of my right breast over my shirt giving me a soft push.

He made me lose my mind when his free hands went straight to my tiny opening hidden by my pants and softly caressed too in rhythm with his hands on my breast.

I had the urge to lean back my head, give him full access to suck on it too because I was more than gone.

"I...I...please....sto...."

"What?"
He stopped my protest in between, bent down to mimick sucking my breast over the fabric while his eyes never left mine.

I don't know why he's doing this openly, I never knew he was this interested in me to behave this way suddenly.

But damn it, I'm as good as gone, gone into his lustful tirade, just a step away from grabbing onto him and let him fuck me.

"I want to go with you, professionally as your maid."
With every fucking will power in me I stopped him.

I don't do business this way, we don't have sex with a client unless it's a go ahead order if it's a must we have to do that to get what we want.

I may be breaching everything if I let him continue, I can't let myself go through the trouble.

"My maid?"
He asked, looking up to captivate me in his.

He smirked, looking so sexy that I so badly want to drown in those lips.

I nodded, trying to unwrap my legs around him, and trying hard to ignore the throbbing between my legs.

I will have one hell of a day, he just rendered me boneless.

"We are leaving tomorrow."

He gently unwrapped my legs around him, rubbing them in the process still holding my eyes.

He stepped away and scanned my body, like he was going to swallow me whole the next minute.

"Don't be late tommorow, 7 am."

I suddenly felt embarrassed, especially at my legs spread wide while he scanned me.

I covered them up and jumped down from the kitchen counter.

"I won't be late sir."

He nodded and just wordlessly walked away.

What just happened?

Did I get played or something.

He must be up to something, there's no way he could've picked interest in me overnight.

Or maybe because of yesterday.

Speaking of which, there's no way he found out I was the one on the balcony last night.

I picked up myself, having climbed down the ladder of pleasure I decided I have to go.

They gave me a holiday so I need to make good use of it.

I'm a ghost spy, so I should live up to my name......

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