Yes Sir, Mr Anderson

CHAPTER 2

It has finally been a week. I'm literally shaking in my shoes, but not with fear. All I could think about since that Monday was him. "Leyla? Are you finished?" Kane asked walking into the room. I looked down at the paper in front of me. It wasn't even touched. "Not yet." I said picking it up before he could see. I've been spacing out. "Are you having problems with the work?" he asked coming up to me. I held on to the paper tighter. "No, sir." I squeaked. His eyes were breaking down my walls. The way his cold eyes observed me was frightening. They were ice blue and held new emotions. "Really? Ok then. I will give you some more time to finish." he said not batting an eye. I nodded and started working. I was halfway through the paper when I decided to take a break. Another one, I know. Sigh. I looked around the room. I was in his living room. Not as beautiful as my home, but still could pass. "What a strange painting." I said getting up. It had caught my wondering eyes. I walked up to the canvas on the wall. It was a scene out of a story I knew, but a little disturbing. It was Little Red Riding Hood and the wolf. The disturbing part was that the wolf had the girl trapped in a cage. "Odd." I said touching the frame. The stokes are beautiful. The artist must have been very skilled. "May I ask why?" I jumped at the sudden contact. Kane was holding onto my shoulders and he eased me back into his frame. "I'm waiting." he said leaning in closer. "Why is she in the cage and not the wolf?" breathed. "An innocent girl needs to be protected from a world of sin. Don't you agree?" he laughed coldly. A world of sin? He's the only sin in my world. Him and the engagement. "But the wolf doesn't look right either." I said looking up at him. Fear must have taken over in my eyes by now. "How so?" his facial expression was neutral, but his eyes were on fire. Not even the fireplace burns so brightly. "He kind of looks human." I said looking back at the picture. "My, you are quite observant." he echoed moving his hands to my arms. "Do you see anything else?" he whispered in my ear. I shivered on command. I looked at the picture again. This time scanning it with more effort this time. What more is there? What more does he want me to see? After a glance at him, I looked at the painting. The cage, the human-like wolf and... his eyes. I stared at the beast. My stomach started to flutter. I know those eyes. I gulped. "Did you see it?" I nodded at his question. The wolf's eyes were the same blue as Kane's. They haunt my dreams. "Did you paint this?" I asked not looking away from the creature. Why would he imagine himself as a beast? "No, I'm not good with art. An old student did this." I swallowed. An old student? "The wolf is you, so that means the girl in the cage is your student." I said putting two and two together. Who is this man? What type of sick is he and why am I attracted to it? "She said I could be an animal sometimes. The mind of young people. I'll never understand this generation." he mumbled. He doesn't look that old. "How old are you?" I asked not seeing the harm it would bring. "That isn't very polite. You should never ask an elder their age." he mumbled before biting into my neck. I tried to pull away, but he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Ahh! Mph!" I groaned helplessly. When his teeth retracted his tongue came out and passed over the ripped skin. "Ha..uhh. Kane." I moaned sweetly giving him all the space he needed. His hand went down. He grabbed on to my sensitive skin. Damn it! Damn it all! He can not..mmmm..but it feels so good. I placed my hand on his arm. He was caressing me through the layers of my dress. "There you go again. Disrespecting me seems to be the only thing you are good at." Kane grunted as he pushed me down. I scraped my elbows. Hey, that hurts. I glared up at him. He took off his coat. That's new. My attitude changed again. This time I became a humble little girl. Meekly, I let my eyes trail down his body. So different and what is this feeling? I want him to touch me. Crazy, right? Wanting t feel his hands on me for no apparent reason. Kane got on his knees and hiked my dress up. I tried to act like it was not bothering me as he undressed me. The blush on my cheeks and shoulders told him how I felt. My undergarments became another unimportant thing on the floor. "Have you ever tasted yourself, Leyla?" Kane asked me. That question came out of nowhere. I shook my head. I do not even touch myself. How am I to find a husband if do? A satisfied smile showed up on Kane's handsome face. His fingers stealthily crept up my skin and he stole my future. Just with a few easy thrusts, my insides turned. It hurt so much, but then it felt so good. "Huh..huh." Hot moans escaped my lips once I couldn't hold them in anymore. "Stop. It ahhhh!" I cried. I mean the exact Is this what having sex is like? I did not know it would feel so peculiar. Bad one minute and good the next. Men have the easy part it seems. My body began to shake. An uncomfortable feeling pressed against my core. Oh no. I'm going to get into trouble now. I looked up at him with terror in my eyes. I made a mess on myself. On Kane's hand too. "There it is." Kane uttered as he took out his fingers. I saw him in his purest form. He looks so happy. Why? I do not know. I thought he would be upset that I made a mess. Kane gave me a lascivious look before he went down. What!?! I covered my mouth. How dare he put his mouth on my private? This horrible man! My father will hear of this and...a.and.. Hmmmm! I wet myself again. This is weird and new to my body. The chills made me wonder if there was a draft in here. Kane sat up and held my hands as he leaned over my shaking body. His face neared mine. A dark and greedy look lurked in his eyes as our lips slightly touch. I swallowed softly and closed my eyes on instinct. Soft pants left me as I waited. I did so want to kiss him. And it happened. Sparks began to fly. The feeling of his lips made me placed my hands on his toned back. They're so soft and my body accepted him openly. "Kane." I groaned with pleasure. I was asking him to let go. I can't breathe and if it was up to me I would go as long as I could just to have him on me. Why does it taste like this and it is warm? My mother never told me men could do this to women. Make them so weak and needy. After Kane's mastered tongue left my mouth, drool slid down my chin and I was shaking. The shaking was worse than before. "What is this, sir?" I asked after I could think again. I licked my now salty lips. "It is a sweet nectar that both males and females produce when their sexual desires are being pleased. Like when I used my fingers and then I used my lips. I can also use my cock if you like." he told me. His hand went back to my parts. A.again? His what!? I..we can't. Can we? I looked down. I stared at his hand as it parted my already wet folds. Kane made it clear where I had to touch if I wanted to do it myself. "Is it drinkable, sir?" I asked nervously. "It is, but you can not go around just putting your mouth on people. You have to be very close to your partner to be able to drink it, or even to want to taste it." he looked amused. I didn't know. Why did he drink my...essence? We are not close and we a most certainly not partners. "I see. Is that the substance what gets a girl pregnant, sir?" I mumbled bashfully, intimidated by his stare. "Did your mother not explain it to you? A girl ovulates once a month when she hits womanhood. If a man sleeps with her she can get pregnant because of this creamy stuff that he releases when he has...finished pleased himself. That is why men cover their genitals when they want to sleep around, that and you can catch something." he sighed shaking his head. My head was spinning. Where did he learn all of this? "So if I have sex for the first time with a man I can get pregnant, sir?" I asked wide-eyed. "Yes and no. There are people who try for years and there are those who just have to open their legs. The people who truly want to have children seem t have the hardest time, but why are you so curious about this? Did you sleep with someone, Leyla?" Kane asked rubbing my tummy. He seemed concerned, but only a little. "No! I.I.I would never! I am so sorry for asking you these type of questions, sir!" I said bashfully. I'm such a disgrace to my family. "Oh. So you want to carry my child, is that it then?" he nodded. His child? A little Kane inside of me, growing? I was about to nod. Silly me. Why would I want such a thing? He's not my betrothed. I am supposed to respect him. This is probably why I'm on his floor and thinking about mothering his child. My God! I was slapped back into reality by him wrapping my legs around his face. "I do not! Please, sir!" I held his hands. He got up and took off his belt. This can not be happing, but why am I so drawn to the idea of trying him? I bit my lip. He is so handsome and strong. It is not right. I lay on his floor naked and he was taking off his trousers. I don't want to see him. I closed my eyes. I felt his presence as he came back down. He rubbed himself up and down against my slit. He was just rubbing his tip between my lips. Nothing that should excite me this much. I held his shoulders and went down to his waist. I see why Salien leaves with Kendric for hours at a time when my father is not home. This is extremely pleasurable. I would run away with this feeling. Kane's face was very serious. I reached for his face. His freshly shaved face was alluring. He held my hand. "Sir, I can not hold it in anymore." I cooed. He came down and kissed me. "Let go, Leyla. You already coated me in your warmth already." he said softly. His tender side was showing and I took advantage of it. "You feel so good. I want... sir." I pouted as I moved closer. I felt a shock. His cock went in slightly. It was just his tip, but wow. The man can have me any day he wanted. "Yes? What do you want, Leyla? Come on. Please tell me before... ring." Kane's pleading was cut short by the clock. I groaned as he pulled away. He was disappointed as I was. "Can we..." "Tonight if the moon allows us to." Is he serious? I looked at him. "Come. Let me help you, or your father will walk in on this unforgettable sight." he was back to his demanding, but sensual self. I got up obediently. No words left my mouth as he helped me. I was too busy thinking about what tonight would bring. He changes at the drop of my panties. Which should not be dropping, but thanks to him they are. I smiled back at him before leaving. It came as a sweet surprise when he smiled back. After that, I put on my normal smile and got ready for the role of a loving daughter.