My Deadly Escort

10

   I stumble into my apartment, I flick the lights on and shut the door behind me. I don't remember leaving it unlocked.
  "Luna? Puss?" I call, waiting to hear her meowing and the little padding of her feet. I frown when I don't hear anything. I hesitate before stepping out of the hallway. A chill comes over me, the window is open.
   I walk over to it and pull it shut, I see Kayden getting out of a taxi. Are you kidding me, I open the window up again and lean out.
   "Go home!" I call down at him, he looks up and stops.
   "I can't, can we talk? Please?" He calls back up, I huff and roll my eyes. Looks like I'm drunk and stupid, what a good combination.
   "Shay, who's behind you?" his voice just reaches me. Behind me? I frown and turn around. Before I can scream a gloved hand covers my mouth, they shut the glass window behind me. I try and kick at them, I claw at their black ski mask; I catch a glimpse of their beard.
   "Shut up you stupid bitch." He growls, dragging me to my bedroom, I scream against his gloved hand. I kick my legs out and try and pry his hand away from my mouth.
   I hear banging on the front door, I can't make out Kayden's words. What on earth was happening? I sober up slightly as I'm thrown onto my bed, the masked man slams the bedroom door shut as he leaves. I stumble to the door and begin to bang on it, I didn't want them to hurt Kayden.
   "Hey! Let me out!" I yell, my heels wobble. I panic as I check for my phone, I'd left it out in the kitchen. I go quiet as the banging on the front door ceases, I stumble backwards before falling back onto the bed.
   Heart in my throat beating a million miles a minute, I sit in tense silence and wait. I sway slightly as I unlace my heels and make quick work of squirming out of my dress and throwing on a shirt and pyjama shorts. I don't have any weapons, so I unplug the lamp and hold it in front of me with both hands.
   I hear a grunt on the other side of the door, and the thud as something hits hard flesh. Someone shouts and I hear a scuffle before everything goes quiet. I stand back as the lock unlatches and the handle begins to turn, I steady my arms as much as they allow as I pull my arms back. I couldn't fight, but I could try.
   As soon as the door opens I swing the lamp outwards and close my eyes.
   "Shit Shay!" Kayden hisses, jumping back. The swing almost throws me off balance, I open my eyes to see him standing there. I peer around him.
   "Where is he?" I ask un-moving. Kayden shakes his head as he steps back into the living room, I hesitate before leaving my room. They'd fought, my couch had been tipped over and the paper work on my desk had been scattered.
   "When I barged in he'd been going through your draws. We fought but he escaped through the door, we need to call the police." Kayden walks over to the couch, grabbing the back of it as he tips it back up. My shoulders slump as I sit the lamp down, what a god damn night.
   "Don't worry about it, I couldn't be bothered. I'll call tomorrow." I grumble, sitting on the couch. I lean back and massage my temples as I stare at the ceiling, a million questions plague my mind. Could it be the same man that killed Margie?
   "Are you mad? You have to call the police, you just got attacked," Kayden exclaims, coming around to stand in front of me. I stop the massage and lower my hand, reluctantly looking at him.
   "Yes. I know that. I was the one he grabbed, therefore I get to make the call."
He crosses his arms over his chest, scowling, "If you're not calling because you saw me kissing Maddi tonight you're not as smart as I first believed."
   "Scowling is not hot on you." I stand and move around the couch, I begin to pick up the papers. Luna crawls out from behind the desk, meowing. She trots on over to Kayden, purring loudly. I death stare her, traitor.
   "Why aren't you going to call them?" He asks, coming over to help me pick up the papers. 
   "Because what's the point? They aren't going to do anything about it, this isn't the first time I've had someone break into my apartment. I called them last time, they came and asked me a few questions and left. Didn't bother to look around or anything, I never heard from them again." I neatly stack the papers back on the desk as I stand, I take the papers from Kayden and cross my arms over my chest as I stare at him. "Why are you even here? Why did you follow me home?" I demand. 
   His jaw tightens, "because I wanted to apologise."
   "Right, because your apology means so much to me," I roll my eyes and go to walk around him into the kitchen, he grabs my elbow and pulls me back to him. I land hard against his chest and go deathly still as his hands trail down my arms. I shiver at his touch, I shouldn't be allowing this. 
   "I do apologise, I shouldn't have let what happened that night go so far." his breath hits my bare neck and tickles my ear. I press my thighs together as I feel my breath bottom out, I begin to tingle all over as his fingers trace back up my arms. 
   "No you shouldn't have," I say breathlessly, his hands run over my shoulders and run down the front of my shirt. He skims over my breasts and down my waist, he trails the edge of my shorts. His touch is almost phantom, I bite down on my lip as one hand slips under the material.
   "It was wrong of me...to crave your touch," his lips run softly down my neck, his teeth sink into the soft skin on my shoulder. I hiss at the pain, his hand cups me through my lace underwear. I pulse in his palm, my panties wet. 
   "We...we shouldn't." I can barely make a coherent sentence form in my mind as I try to focus on anything but his touch. He lets his mouth roam back up my neck, he tugs at my earlobe. 
   "Are you going to stop me?" he asks, licking the outside of my ear. I pant as I grab onto his arms, his other hand had decided to explore my chest again and now was gently kneading my left breast. 
   "Y-yes." I stutter, squeezing my eyes shut as he moves the lace of my underwear to the side and slides two fingers between me. He makes a deep noise in the back of his throat as he explores me, I'm a puppet as he plays with me. 
   "Are you always this wet for me?" he asks, his voice plucking each nerve inside of me. 
   "No," I open my eyes, I'm facing the kitchen. Even the draws are still open in there from the robber, I can only hope he hadn't taken anything. Kayden's hand leaves my breast and goes to my throat, he holds me gently. Dominantly. 
   "Such a naughty girl." his hand leaves my underwear and my legs shake, I need some sort of release. He pushes me forward towards the kitchen counter, his hand twists to the back of my neck as he bends me over. He presses me against it before his hands trail down my sides and to my hips. 
   I hold the other side of the counter as he pushes my legs apart and pulls my shorts down. I shut my eyes and try to get my ragged breathing under control, I had no idea how he had so much power of me. So much hold. 
   After tonight whatever this is has to end. I could enjoy this last night with him and feel guilty about it tomorrow. 
   "Maybe I should leave now," he says, dragging my underwear down. He gently picks up each foot and pulls off my pants until I'm standing bare before him. His hands trail up my legs and under my shirt, he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me back up. I let him pull my shirt off, my nipples are hard as I stand there.
   "Go then," I manage to say, I turn before he can stop me and stare up at him. His pupils dilate as he looks down at me, he wets his lips as his eyes trail down my chest and continue to go lower. His erection is hard in his pants, pressing against his jeans. He grabs the counter on either side of me and leans in, looking down at me. 
   I press my hands to his chest and stare up into his eyes, I have no idea what we're doing.
This is so wrong, but why does it feel so right?
   "You know I can't." he leans down and presses his lips to mine, I pull him closer to me as our tongues intertwine. His hands desperately grasp at my hips as he grinds me into him, his lips leave mine and trail down my throat. I pull at his shirt, in a fast movement he has it off and throws it behind him.
   His tanned skin makes me drool all over as he kisses me again, I don't break contact as I unzip his jeans and push them and his briefs down. His hands make quick work as he pulls them off until we're both standing there naked, drawn to each other in ways I can't explain.
   "This is going to be hard and fast," he says, he throws me back around and holds my throat. He squeezes, cutting the air supply off. I wiggle my ass back against him as he trails the tip of his cock between my legs.
   He rests himself against my opening, my lungs had begun to burn.
In one hard and fast thrust he enters me, releasing my neck. I gasp in pleasure as I reach behind me and bury my hands in his hair. He thrusts into me with angry, sharp movements. He bites down on the back of my shoulder as one hand grasps my left nipple, his other hand trails between the front of my legs and begins to massage me. 
   Each thrust is to the point of pain, but pleasure builds with each stroke of his fingers. 
I'm on the edge when he begins to go faster, his hand leaves my nipple and grabs my throat again. I lean my head back beside his and twist my face until my lips find his. 
   Pressure builds low in my stomach as blinding pleasure begins to take a hold of me, Kayden's hand moves faster as he feels me begin to stiffen against him. His teeth sink into my bottom lip as I squeeze my eyes shut and scream out as an orgasm takes a hold of me. A few thrusts later and he's groaning his release, he pulses inside of me for a moment before he lets my lip go.
   I open my eyes and stare at him, both panting. He stares down at me, conflicted. 
God damn it how the hell have I ended up in this situation yet again?! 
   I wince as he slides out of me, I lean my hands against the kitchen counter and try to collect my thoughts. 
   "I'm sorry." he says softly behind me, I look over my shoulder to see him standing there; still naked. Still looking every bit delicious as he had been earlier, still making my pussy clench even though it had only been a few minutes. 
   This man is dangerous. 
   "Why are we doing this?" I sigh, shaking my head. I turn and fold my arms over my chest, covering my boobs. He pulls on his briefs and jeans, shaking his head. His hair is unruly and when he looks back up at me it takes my breath away.
   "I don't know." 
I look away from him and out over to the window, my eyes begin to sting, "We need to stop while we're ahead. I'd love if we could just be friends because I do like you Kayden." 
   His hand gently grabs my jaw and turns me to face him, "I like you too Shay, more than I care to admit too. I'm sorry I've had to put you through this, I need to sort my shit out." he studies me, eyes tracing over every feature. 
   "Yeah you do, because this sucks. I'm your dirty little secret, and your girlfriend is on the cover of next months magazine at my work. I can't keep doing this, especially now that I work with her." I say gently, I reach up and rest my hands on his bare chest.
   "Can we start over?" he asks, his thumb traces my chin.
   "Yes okay fine. I'm Shay, it's nice to meet you." I say, tapping his bare chest. He smiles, dazzling me.
   "I'm Kayden, I'm glad we've had the chance to meet."
I laugh softly and shake my head. He has to go now. He can't stay, especially if I'm wanting to keep him as a friend. 
   "Well, you need to go now. I'm going to clean myself up and clean up the rest of the mess that man made." I move away from him and grab my shirt, I pull it on hastily before grabbing my pants. I bundle the underwear in my hand.
   "Keep your phone on you, if you hear anything or there's any sign of the man please call me straight away." he says, coming up beside me. He's fully dressed now, he'd combed his fingers through his hair to get it under control. 
   "Yes I will I promise," I walk him to the front door and open it. He hesitates, looking between me and the hallway. I raise an eyebrow at him.
   I groan against his mouth as it makes brief contact with mine, the kiss lingers for a moment before he straightens and walks into the hall. My hand tightens on the door knob as I stare at him. 
   "Goodnight Shay."
   "Goodnight Kayden." I watch as he walks to the elevator, he looks over his shoulder a few times before waving in defeat and getting into the elevator. Once the door closes I shut my door and lock it. My emotions are chaotic in my chest as I turn and quickly shut all the draws and tidy up the mess. 
   My heart aches for him, as does every other body part I possess. 
Tonight can't be repeated, I wanted him as a friend more than anything. If that's the only way I could have him it was going to have to be enough for me. 
   Would it be enough for him though?