1 year ago

“Misera!”

“Hmm?” I looked up from my desk to see Liliana, my secretary walking in. Her soft brunette hair in a half up do gently swayed behind her. It was 8 PM and I wondered why she was doing overtime. She was clearly very good at her job as she could do everything I asked of her and still leave work on time.

“We’ve received job from Fein. How do you want to handle this?”

“Fein? The actor?”

“Yes, the male lead in the current hit drama called Thanking You.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“The problem is the security detail he requested for is you.”

“Why?”

“His reasoning was he has something of interest to you and that you should call him to sort out the details.”

“Ugggh. Fine. Leave the number here. I’ll deal with it after I finish sorting through my current list of CRFAs.”

As she left, I let out a deep sigh. My gut instinct screaming at me that I’ll regret everything that’s to come. I looked down at the current file. Deciding that I don’t want to deal with it anymore, I threw it into a pile back into its cubby hole under the white CRFA tab. I looked at the 3x4 cubby shelf.

Each of the four column had a different colored tab going from white (proposals waiting for judgement), red (proposals rejected), yellow (proposals with potential given revising), and green (proposals approved).

Each row has a different department. The top row is named CRFA – Company Requests For Approval. The second row was named BFRA – Black Requests For Approval. The third row was named RFRA – Red Requests For Approval. Unlike the first row where it’s just open cubbies, the second and third rows were mini file safes. Only a select few were granted access to submit a proposal within these rows, therefore, no one really knows what these rows are for and they knew better than to ask.

I focused my sight on the nearly full white CRFA cubby. I picked up the office phone and dialed my vice president.

“Josen,” he said as he picked up the phone.

“I’ll have Liliana give you all of my CRFAs. Take care of them for me. I have something I need to do for the other side.”

“Urgent?”

“I’ll find out.”

I hung up and dialed for Liliana. I told her to give all the CRFAs to Josen and to go home. I then proceeded to walk to the two large bookshelves about ten feet away from my private elevator. I took out a metal card and swiped it into a blue bookstand. The two bookshelves then moved apart revealing another elevator. I stepped in and descended 20 levels underground.

The elevator doors opened to reveal a big brightly lit circular lounge. I sat on a long white couch and began dialing the number Liliana gave me.

“Hello?”

“What is worthy of my interest?”

“Ingline Avengle.”

“Explain.”

“She’s alive.”

I waited to hear more but Fein was silent. Both of us stayed on the line in silence for another ten minutes. Fein finally said, “I got my memories back. Can we talk?”

After another five minutes of silence, “Three days from now. Midnight. The old place,” I replied and then hung up.

I leaned back into the soft comfy couch with my arm over my eyes. My mind drifted into darkness only to be pulled back with the sound of Rylan’s room door opening.

Out came Rylan freshly showered and shirtless. I could still see some steam faintly flowing off his lightly tanned skin. He was drying his dark black hair with a towel as some droplets of water flowed down his sleek wide chest and strong 6-pack abs.

“Like what you see?”

“I love what I see.”

“Well you know what’s better than seeing?” he grinned.

“Better than seeing you stand there with water droplets seductively rolling down your chest? Hmm… How about you tell me?” I played along.

He gave a light laugh and kabe donned the couch. His face was so close I could feel the remaining heat from the hot shower. “Experiencing,” he said and immediate captured my lips with his.

There was no gentleness, just a fiery passionate tongue war. Without break connection, he lifted me up and quickly carried me back to his room. He slammed the door shut and pressed me up against it.

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I kicked off my heels as he ripped my blouse apart, buttons flying everywhere. His right hand both supported and fondled my left bottom cheek and his left hand ran up my white lace bra only to be annoyed by it. He finally broke the kiss and torn it straight down the middle with his teeth. He took a nipple in his mouth and roughly pushed 2 fingers in my mouth. I drenched his fingers with my saliva as he pumped them in and out. He switched nipples, rapidly took his fingers out of my mouth and roughly pushed them inside my dripping wet pussy. I let out a big moan and let myself focus on the rough thrusts of his fingers. I grabbed his dark damp hair with one hand and clawed his shoulder with the other. As I was about to come, he took me off the door and threw me on the bed face up. Before I could start missing his fingers he grabbed my legs apart, pulled me closer, and entered me with his twitching hard stiff cock in one rapid motion.

We resumed our wild uninhibited kissing as he thrusted his cock in me deep and hard. He started to speed up as I was getting closer and closer. When I was finally almost there again, he broke our kiss, flipped me over and continued from behind. He held my hips up and pressed my head down. He continued to slam into me fast and hard. He pulled me upright and fingered my mouth while the other hand played with a nipple. He sucked and kissed my neck as he slowly pumped inside me. I felt myself getting wetter as I heard his rough breathing and occasional moaning and grunting. I let out some satisfied moans as I clawed his lower back with both my hands. He then took his hand out of my mouth to play with my clit. One of my hands pulled on his hair as I turned my head back to resume our intense kiss. Just as I was once again about to come, he broke our kiss, grabbed my left leg and rotated me all without his cock leaving me.

He then positioned me on top. Without waiting for me to process the change, he passionately thrusted upwards into my sopping wet pussy as he supported my hips with one hand and roughly fondle a boob with the other. I supported myself with one hand on the bed while fondling his balls with the other. Inside me I felt that he was close too. Finally, I felt it coming as my walls tightened and my toes curled. I saw him arching his back, trying to bury his cock as deep as he can inside me. We both let out a load satisfied moan as he squirted his thick creamy cum inside my tightly contracting walls. I rolled back my eyes as I let my intense orgasm overtake my satisfied convulsing body.

As we both came back to earth still heavily panting, we stayed in the same position. He was still playing with my nipples while I still played with his balls. His cock hadn’t gone totally soft get and was still being caressed by my still sensitive walls. I looked down into his eyes as he looked up into mine. He pulled me down for sweet gentle kisses as I slowly moved my pussy up and down, letting the mixture of him and I slowly flow down his cock. As I was about to empty everything inside me, I could feel him getting harder again.

I loved it when he grew inside me. He knew I loved it when he grew inside me. So as he got harder, as he got bigger, he began to thrust harder and deeper inside me. He flipped us over and pounded my pussy so hard I could hear the sound of our flesh smeared with our cum being smashed together alongside our loud moans. I grabbed his head and pressed our foreheads together. I looked into his eyes as he looked into mine. With my other hand, I clawed his back once again as he continued thrusting inside me. Though this time, I drew blood. Without ever breaking our eye contact, we both came together once again. He then collapsed on top me as we just continue to cuddle each other. I wrapped my legs around his waist, still feeling his semi soft cock slightly twitching inside me. He buried his face inside my neck as I stroke his sweaty hair and muscular back. I ran my fingers over the three bleeding lines on his shoulder. I heard a small hiss from him and felt myself getting a bit naughtier. I continued to play with his wound, sometimes gently, sometimes purposefully rougher. I enjoyed his hiss of pain and I knew he liked it too as he once again began to get harder and bigger.

When he was back to his full glorious size, he decided to take revenge. He once again flipped me over faced down. He grabbed my long hair and twisted it around his hand. He pulled my hair like a leash as he thrusted in me hard. He spoke for the very first time since our night started.

“You’re a horny little bitch aren’t ya?” he said in a deep raspy voice. I let out a loud lust filled moan, agreeing to what he just said.

“Fuck,” he gasped as he pulled my hair tighter and pounded deeper. “You’re such a slutty little whore. How are you so tight when I’ve fucked you so much?”

“I’m… hah… only… hah… a… hah… whore… hah… for… hah… you… hah… You’re… hah… so… hah… biigggggg… and... Mmmm… AHH!” He started playing with my clit and bit down on my neck. The harder he pounded me the harder he bit down. Eventually I felt a drop of blood roll down my chest but the pain and pleasure mixed into one and I didn’t care. This time, I screamed out his name as I came first. He let go of my neck, gave my ass a hard crisp slap, gave one last deep thrust and came inside. We didn’t move from the position we came if for quite a while. He collapsed on my back, both of us still panting. I shivered as he licked his new set of teeth imprints and swallowed my blood. He spooned me as be both drifted off to a deep sleep.

In the morning, I woke up to his morning wood. We went gentle this time. Afterwards, we both took a shower together and finished off another round. We came out of the shower only to once again end up on the bed.

rumble rumble gurgle

We stopped our gentle kisses and looked in each other’s eyes, both giving a soft giggle. We quickly put on our clothes, or really his clothes, and went out to the lounge.

Rylan quickly made us some monte cristo sandwiches and we both ate quickly in silence. After a quick breakfast we chilled on the couch in each other’s arms with a warm cup of earl grey in front of the large TV, though it quickly just became background noise.

“Fein said he got his memories back,” I started. The mood quickly gloomed. “He wanted to talk so I’m meeting him three days from now at the usual place at midnight. Or well… two days from now.”

I heard Rylan sigh. “What do you want to do?”

“I’m tired,” I said as I leaned on his shoulder and closed my eyes for a moment. “He also said… Ingline is alive.” I felt Rylan stiffen at the mention of her name. This time I asked while looking into his eyes, “What do you want to do?”

He let out another sigh, closed his eyes and rested his head on me.

“My sister died three years ago. This person is just another with the same name.”

I held his hands in mine and we both turned silent, only half listening to the TV.

“Can I come with you?” Rylan asked hesitantly.

“Of cour-”

“Not because of Ingline,” he cut me off. “I’ve already come to terms with her. I’m just jealous of you meeting your ex-fiance.”

“Oh? Is my husband currently jealous of an ex? Why I’m flattered.”

Rylan playfully bit my nose. “Just remember, it was me that made it to the alter with you.”

I giggled as I nodded my head to which he started tickling me.

“If we were at home, I’d fuck you until you couldn’t even move.”

“You could always carry me home.”

“Challenge accepted.”