Kill Me Quick

Chapter 9

Warmth. I let out a sigh. This feels good. Warm hands travel up my legs to my waist. Pinning me down. I open my eyes as the pleasure gets too much. All I see is hair. Midnight-black hair. I let out a moan as his tongue hits a spot, and instinctively, I pull his hair. He releases a grunt, sending vibrations to my sensitive pussy.

"I'm not done yet. Fuck, this is delicious." Luka says, his breath hitting my sensitive clit. I pull his hair for him to continue but he lets out a chuckle. "Calm down, baby girl." he says before suddenly inserting a finger inside my hole. I let out a loud moan. 

"Fuck, Luka!" He stops. He looks up. This isn't right. He can see me. He gives me a sardonic laugh.

"Well, well, well." He turns his finger inside me, hitting my g-sport numerously. I'm almost there. "I thought we agreed on what you call me, Babygirl." His pace reduces, and I let out a distressed moan. 

"Please. Please, sir." I beg. he lets out a satisfied grunt and puts his tongue in its rightful position. I'm almost coming. Just a bit more. There... One more...

Knock

Knock

Knock

I wake up to the sound of my door, panting, sweating, and my pussy on fire. My dream hits me in a second before I'm distracted again by the door. I let out a long breath to calm myself down before muttering a come in. 

The door opens, revealing the star of my dream. I get up from bed immediately and stand aside.

"Sir." I start, but my throat is too dry. I clear it. "Good morning, sir." I start again. 

"There's been a change of plans." He says. The same voice that has been giving me pleasure a few seconds ago. He looks exactly as I saw him. Only with clothes on. 

"Lily?" My name rolls off his tongue. His tongue. Oh, God! I almost release a moan. That dream was too realistic. "Ms. Farrah!"

"Huh!" I respond dumbly. "I'm so sorry, sir. It's just that I had a crazy dream I'm trying to wake up from." I internally smack my face. What the hell!

"We have the meeting in two hours then travel after. I need you to pack my clothes since everyone else is asleep." Now, I'm fully awake.

"For how long, sir?" 

"A week." His short response before he leaves.

I follow him to his room, where he goes straight to his bathroom as he instructs me on what to pack. I take out a suitcase from its section and start putting in some white and black dress shirts and suits too. I pack some tees and sweatpants. Mr. Lauder gets off the bathroom, still wet as I pick some of his Calvin Clein boxers. 

"I'm almost done." I say to break some awkwardness as I place his boxers carefully.

"Gimme a white shirt and a tie." I immediately pick a shirt and hand it to him. He takes another towel and dries himself. This should be illegal. "Anything you need to say, Ms. Farrah?" I hate it when he calls me that.

"Lily is fine."

"But we are employer and employee, no?"

"I'm uncomfortable when you call me that." I blurt out. He nods.

"Fine."

"I wanted to ask how you keep fit?" It's more of a question. For the first time, I see Luka Lauder smirk.

"The house has a gym."

"You call this a house?"

"What do you call it?" He asks as I help him button up the shirt.

"A palace."

"Then I'd have to be a king."

"Aren't you? People out here would pay just to see you, let alone talk to you."

"A queen makes a king. I wouldn't care about those ass kissers. Someone to cherish and love."

"I think..." I'm dumbfounded. "Well..." He cuts off my disbelief speech.

"The tie, Lily."  I turn and pull out a drawer full of about fifty different ties.

I pick out a blue one with tiny black dots and rush back to him. I place it around his neck, and he goes to grab it as I do the same. Our hands touch.

"I heard you call out my name. Tell me about your dream." Luka says after dropping his. I let out a gasp. "You were pretty loud. And my sense of hearing is a bit heightened."

I want to lie and make up a ridiculous story but my tongue has a mind of it's on.

"Some stupid sex dream." I shut my eyes immediately, realizing I just confessed to having a sex dream of my boss.

"Hmmm... I thought so."

"Sorry about that. It won't happen again, sir."

"Why?"

"It was inappropriate.  I promise I've never done that before." I try to defend myself.

"Done what? Had a sex dream about your boss or screaming out loud your boss's name?"

"Both." Luka walks a step in front. Our chests touch. He leans lower so that his nose brushes against my shoulder lightly. He takes in a deep inhale.

"Tell me about it." His voice is low.

"No." I shake my head, hoping for some sense to come into me. He places a hand around my waist, bringing me even closer to him. My breasts squeezed against his chest.

"Let me not repeat myself, Lily."

"Your tongue..." I start as I think about the dream. That is enough for him to know what I dreamt about.

"You are a naughty one, aren't you?" He realeses me. "Dreaming about your blind boss going down on you?" I squeez my legs together. He let's out a deep breath.

"Save yourself, Lily. You don't want to be caught in this web." He says.

With that, he moves away. The cool air hits me.

"I'll go get ready, sir." I announce as he turns,his back towards me. I hurry out of his closet and into his room, then get out as fast as possible and into my room.

Oh my God!