Three days have gone by, and still I have not seen or heard from Ian. Kat is a mystery, and Jesse has been giving me the cold shoulder. I've gone to his room a few times, but he refuses to talk to me. The fear of Kat's death hangs in the air at every thought. Sleep hasn't come, and the stress of it all has made it hard to eat. Not to mention the lack of sex. My need to be intimate with someone is beginning to feel animalistic, and I know if I have to go much longer my body will take over and find someone to seduce.
By day four I have lost all control. Leaving my room, I search for any specimen to fill my desires. Searching the halls I scan my eyes in search for any form of life. Knowing that there must be action inside the Arena. I shift my direction and in quick strides make my way. Once outside it's then I see, fighting in the Area, Jesse with what looks to be a tall, skinny brunette.
Jesse looks so yummy it takes everything in me to not run and jump his bones right then and there. Just as I'm about too, Ms. Brunette beats me to it. Before I know it they are ripping each others clothes off and Jesse is taking her right there on the Arena.
Watching them turns me on even more and my body craves for release. I tell myself to look away, but am unable to avert my gaze. I feel as if I'm in a trans. Jesse's body moves in sync with hers, and her moans echo loudly. Her long brown hair sways in the wind and neither of them seem to be able to look away.
The sexual tension is so intense that I find my fingers moving down to my core to give relief. I stare at Jesse and imagine I'm there with him. That it's me instead of the sexy brunette.
Just then Jesse's eyes shift and find mine. Instead of stopping, he picks up his pace and thrusts harder, keeping his eyes fixed on mine. My fingers keep massaging, and I cant seem to look away.
The brunette's moans get more intense, and right as she peaks I then let myself go. Knowing Jesse is watching I close my eyes and embrace the intense orgasm. When I finish,and look back up, Jesse is still watching me and brings the brunette to another climax. It's then, with my eyes on his that he lets himself go. I watch him cum, but unlike me he keeps his eyes locked with mine and fully alert.
I stand frozen, watching him. Once he is done, his body begins to slow. The brunette says something and it causes Jesse to look away. Breaking the trans, I quickly leave my post. What the hell was I thinking? The connection I felt just now with Jesse was so intense that it left me yearning for more. I need to find someone quick. Someone that I don't know. Someone where there are no emotions involved.
Running into the kitchen, I see the chef doing some prep work. He looks handsome enough and would definitely do. Fantasies of being taken on the counter push me to action.
Sneaking quietly into the kitchen I strip out of my clothes and down to nothing. Grabbing a white apron, I slip it on and tie it behind my back. I then let my long blonde hair out of its pony tail and shake it out a bit.
Walking up behind him, I tap him on his shoulder and whisper into his ear. "Need a hand?"
Sliding my hand down, I grip his cock and he instantly comes alive. Feeling like an animal in heat, I start massaging as he slowly turns around. His expression turns to stress as he focuses on something behind me.
"Have you found your next victim, Lexi?"
The sound of Ian's voice brings me back to reality. and I quickly back away from the chef.
"Well, what do you expect me to do when you disappear for four days?" Seductively I walk over to Ian as the chef's eyes follow my naked body.
"Get your eyes focused back on your work. She is none of your concern. If you ever touch her, you die! Do you understand?"

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Invincible
Mistério / SuspenseNineteen year old Lexi Williams, takes a summer job on a Guest Ranch to leave the pain of her past behind and enjoy the simplicities of life. Romantic interests arise, and she is torn between holding on to the past, or moving on. Meanwhile life take...