Seducing Peaches Page 11

  His teeth bit at her nipples causing her ache but an intense pleasure to, prompting her to cry out for more. “Do you like that?” His voice was raspy. She didn’t answer only arched her back up to him pleading him for more as he continued rubbing her clit. Again, he asked. “Tell me, do you like that?” His touch stopped.

  She reached for his head trying to pull his head back to her chest. He pulled back. “Ok, yes I like it.”

  “Good. See that wasn’t so bad.” He rewarded her answer with his mouth on her chest again. She could feel his formation pressing against her leg.

  “Open your mouth Lois.” Lois hesitated only momentarily before a familiar taste was on her tongue. Peach. Fresh peach with a hint of salt. She tasted and swallowed, moaning her approval.

  “You taste as good as this peach.” And then she knew. It was the peach that he had rubbed on her. She didn’t have time to react before his mouth was back on her nipples sucking the juice the peach had left behind.

  His tongue lapped from her nipples down to her swollen, achy clit, sucking all the juice from her. It didn’t take her but a millisecond before she tightened, moaning his name. Then she felt his touch leave. But she couldn’t do anything. Her body still tight and quivering from the orgasm that he had just given her.

  She could hear a package rumbling and then he was back on her. He placed his legs between hers pushing her apart and all at once he sealed her insides. She jolted backwards up the bed. Crying out as the burn and pinch she was feeling took over her senses.

  “Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice was heavy and demanding, scolding her almost.

  She couldn’t answer him the way that she knew he wanted. “I don’t know.”

  “You should of!” Suddenly tears sprang to her eyes, but not from the sting and burn from him in her, but from the way he was speaking to her. He was pissed.

  “I didn’t ask you to come to my bed to begin with and I sure didn’t ask you to touch me. I haven’t asked to you do jack shit. Why would I tell you? I was too busy answering all of the other questions you drilled during interrogation time.” She yelled back. She pushed against his chest trying to move him from her.

  He was quiet and moved slightly causing her to flinch. Almost as like he was punishing her . He stopped. “If you would have told me, this could have been different. Now you just have to deal with it. It’s too late to take it back. I wish you would have told me.” And he was moving again. Forcefully. Too much pain, this wasn’t what she wanted.

  She was crying now. She couldn’t hide it anymore. She wanted this to end. The pain she was feeling wasn’t just from him filling her. It was from the way he reacted.

  “It’s ok, hang in there, it’s about to get all better.” She was biting down on her own knuckle.

  She opened her mouth to say stop but something stirred. This feeling was changing. Changing rapidly. She was breathing heavier. Lifting her legs to wrap around his waist. He forced himself harder into her. Again she cringed but he didn’t stop. He moved faster and more rapidly inside her. She felt him touching her deeper and harder.

  She moaned out abruptly as she found her release. He fell down on top of her as he found his. He didn’t stay there long as he rolled off of her staring at the ceiling. She could hear him breathing heavy. What have I just done? What did I allow myself to do?

  She didn’t know what to expect after they finally made love. But she was sure of one thing. They hadn’t made love tonight at all. He fucked her. He fucked her and left her feeling like she was another notch in his belt. She didn’t say anything. She rolled over, and silently allowed the tears to fall from her cheeks.

  She roused at the sound of the alarm. She slapped the snooze button as she normally did and closed her eyes. She thought of last night. She stayed still and slowly slid her leg towards the other side of the bed. She felt the soreness left behind.

  It was empty. She breathed a sigh of relief and mixed with bitter sadness. It was just as she had thought last night. She shut the alarm completely off and raised up. She was very sore. She thought of the details of last night as she stood and then seen the streaks of blood left on the sheets. There was a foil lying on the floor. She picked it up. Condom. He couldn’t even pick up his shit before he left.

  She looked at the marks on her body. Hickeys on her breast, her chest, navel, clavicle. She looked like she had gotten the shit beat out of her. Too bad it was her heart that took the beaten.

  She stripped the sheets off her bed bundled them in her hands and turned. He was standing there. His skin was still damp from the shower. His muscles rippled down his abdomen. Drops of water drizzled down his smooth chest. She dropped the blankets.

  She watched as he slowly and cautiously walked towards her. He reached up and tenderly wiped away the tears that sat on her cheeks. She opened her mouth to say something, but her mind went blank. His lips caressed hers. And then he kissed her tenderly.

  “Good morning to you to.” He smiled back at her. She realized she was wearing nothing. She reached down and grabbed the sheet wrapping herself in it and practically ran by him to the shower. Oh my god. I didn’t. He treated me like shit.

  She knew he was going to say something about it. She didn’t want to answer him. She couldn’t answer him. It’s just that she was so mortified by this entire thing. And then, really, what does he mean it could have been different if she had told him. It wasn’t the start, or the middle that bothered her. It was the ending.

  The orgasm was good, no great. But she could have done without the emotional pain and attitude behind it. Why even bother? She got the same effect without the pain, without him penetrating and without him hurting her. She now knew he had been honest with her the entire time. He had warned her that he would hurt her.

  She stepped into the shower hoping that when she was finished he would be gone. Surely he would be. Why would he stick around?

  The hot water felt wonderful on her skin. She got out and wrapped a towel around her and opened the door. Slamming it just as quick as she had opened it when she was sure he would be gone.

  “Lois, are you ok.” His voice startled her. She fought the urge to keep from crying. How could he ask her that?

  She heard the door knob turn but she didn’t reach it in time. “I’m coming in.”

  “No. I mean, I’m coming out.” She gripped the towel firmly and with her head down she raced out going to her closet. She quickly grabbed some clothing and returned to the bathroom never looking at him.

  This time latching the door. Quickly dressed and took a deep breath and opened the door. She walked to the living room grabbed his keys and walked back to the bedroom. He was standing there rubbing his head. Still wearing only a towel.

  “Here’s your keys. Your pants are on the chair.” She was quick with her words.

  “Lois, about last night….”

  “No, don’t worry about it. It’s nothing.” But it was something. She couldn’t believe she had just said that.

  “So I guess I will see you at the office then?”

  “Yep.”

  She watched him dress and leave thankful that he had. She was humiliated. By his actions. By her actions. If she could take it back, she would.

  *****

  She quickly walked by his door and darted into her office. She was running late. She had procrastinated and now she was there. But she had decided she would stay hid behind her glass all day.

  Shit, coffee. She raced over to the door and opened it quickly Mark and Tom were standing there. She shut the door quietly but suddenly heard her name and cracked the door to listen.

  “I don’t believe this one. A new record. You brought her to work her first day, you take her home, and you invite her to your house for the charity dinner and just when I thought it might turn out ok you run her off. I can only assume you have slept with her. I purposely filled that position with someone totally opposite of you and who you date. It’s useless. I’m going to spend my days at this company
with the only legacy to leave behind is how I am able to fill Tom's favorite past time with any woman. Can't you just call in a call girl, or get a friend with benefits.”

  “Back up a minute. What are you talking about?”

  “I’m talking about you and Lois. You know, you shouldn’t have touched this one. You’re going to wind up hurt someday. I see the way you look at her. Do you love her?”

  “No, absolutely not.”

  “Really, are you sure, cuz if you don’t let it go before you hurt her, you will be.”

  “You know me, it’s a game. Chess. She’s just another pawn.”

  “Then end it with her. Don’t do this again. Jesus Tom, women are not pawns.”

  “There is nothing to end, because it was never started. She pacified my needs and I did

  the same for her. That’s all it was. Now drop it.” She shut the door, but she didn’t move. She replayed what she had just heard in her head. The door opened.

  “Lois, good morning.” Mark could tell by the way she looked at him she knew. He

  walked by her. Tom stood staring at her. He almost had the ‘I hope she didn’t hear it’ look on his face.

  “A game, Chess. Pawn.” She heard herself saying it.

  “Lois look can we talk about this later, it isn’t what you think.”

  “Yep, you’re right. It wasn’t what I thought, it wasn’t what I felt before us last night, it’s not about how you made me feel after, it isn’t how I feel right now and there is no need for further explanation. I heard you loud and clear Mr. Hasting.”

  “Lois you don’t mean it. We can talk later.”

  “No!!! I’m done. I don’t like Chess. It’s a stupid game. And I am nobody’s pawn.” She turned quickly but he snatched her arm.

  “I said don’t do this. We will talk later.” Suddenly the demanding thing just wasn’t working for her.

  “You are an arrogant asshole and you will grow old and lonely. PIG!!”

  “First of all, you wanted it just as much as I did. Secondly I didn’t force you into anything. Third, you still want it.” He cupped her breast. She slapped him moving back.

  “You were a pawn Lois. I warned you. I said I wasn’t good for you. You said you don’t lose fights. Remember?”

  “I didn’t think I was going to fight with a total and complete ass.”

  She stormed out. Before the elevator had reached ground level she was in tears. The doors opened and she walked out. She was mess. Didn’t really understand what really just happened. She couldn’t seem to wrap her mind around it. She walked around for a few hours. Her cell was getting tore up. She didn’t know by who, she didn’t take it out of her pocket to look. She didn’t care.

  How could he do this to me? She made her way back to the hotel long after she was sure he would be gone. As soon as she seen Michelle she burst into tears.

  “What, what, tell me what is it?” Michelle was panicking. Michelle hugged her holding her tight. Lois cried, screamed and cursed him. It wasn’t long and Michelle knew exactly what had happened with great detail. From day one until moments ago. Lois spilled it all out. She couldn’t take it. She felt her heart had just been torn out of her chest and cut into little pieces.

  “It’s ok. We can deal with this.”

  “We have to move, tonight. I don’t want to be here anymore.” Lois wiped her eyes.

  “Ok, we can rent a room somewhere and find a place but tomorrow, early okay?”

  “Ok.”

  Lois woke up on the couch in the same place she had sat and talked to Michelle. She looked at the time. 7am. She slept all night.

  “Just let me get dressed and we can go. I have found us a room across town and I have packed everything.”

  “Michelle, no. We aren’t taking anything with us. Nothing. I know you want to, but we can’t.”

  “I thought you would say that, that is why between the two of us we have two bags. The clothing we bought and our toothbrushes.” Lois took one more look around and walked out the door.

  When they got to their new place Lois really wasn’t interested in looking around. She wanted to go to bed and forget everything she had heard. Everything that she had experienced. She wanted to forget it all. Going to bed was the easiest thing she could do. But it didn’t help keep the tears running down her face at uncontrollable rates.

  “Lois, come on now, it’s gonna be ok. I promise.”

  “Michelle, you don’t understand. I love him.”

  “I don’t think you understand. I think he loves you to. Problem is both of you have a past and neither of you want to share it with each other. You can’t love each other and have secrets and expect it to work out. It just isn’t that way.”

  But how do I tell him. The very thought of it made her nauseous.

  I won’t be his victim. It won’t happen. I won’t allow it to happen.

  “Michelle, let’s go, we are going out. No more sitting at home crying. I am going to change my stars right now. Let’s go eat breakfast, then spend the day shopping. Then go out and get totally wasted. Come on what do you say?”

  She just stood there staring at Lois. “I know I sound different Michelle but I can so do this. I have been through a lot and survived. I can survive this. I will survive this.”

  “Come on. Let’s go.” Michelle got ready and they did just as discussed. She found the perfect outfit to wear out and couldn’t wait to get it on.

  When they walked into the club it was still pretty early. Club wasn’t really busy. They found them a table and sat.

  “Lois, look by the bar.” Michelle had a lot of interest in her voice. Lois looked over and there were two very attractive men looking back at them. Talk dark and dangerous had captured Lois’s eye. Hmmm. Keep it together. I can do this. Maybe I should make him my pawn for the night. Lois smiled the sexiest smile she could at him.

  She picked up her drink, smiled at him again, gestured with the drink and took a sip. It did the trick, they were both coming over.

  “Hello.” Lois smiled. Michelle isn’t saying anything. She had locked eyes with the other guy. “I’m Lois, this is Michelle.”

  “I’m Seth, this is Roger.”

  “Nice to meet you Seth. Would you like to join us?”

  “Absolutely.”

  Several drinks later and a lot of dancing and flirting later, Lois was feeling no pain. She felt much, much better. Her phone continuously vibrated in her pocket. She was irritated with that. She never even looked at it. The only thing she wanted to do was find out if Seth could do to her what Tom had done with his breath.

  He took her hand and lead her back out to the dance floor. Again her phone was vibrating.

  “Excuse me for a moment please.” He released her. She pulled out her phone. I knew it would be him. “What do you want?” She snapped at him.

  “I was worried about you. You didn’t come into work today. I came by your place and you weren’t there.” His voice was so sincere, but then everything else he had said Lois had thought he had meant to.

  “I moved. I won’t be in this week. I am taking an early vacation.”

  “Lois, where are you? Have you been drinking? You sound drunk.”

  “Yes, I am dancing with this tall, dark, and dangerous eyed man, I have been drinking, a lot and yes I am feeling no pain.”

  “Where are you?”

  “None of your business.!!!! I have to go.”

  “Don’t you dare hang up on me! I don’t know what the fuck your problem is but you’re gonna tell me where you are.”

  “No, I’m not, don’t have to, not going to. Now I have to go, I have a hot date waiting on me. He isn’t a chess player. AND I DON’T HAVE A FUCKING PROBLEM! But I may need to fuck.” She hung up, put the phone back in her pocket. As she was walking back across the room to him she was looking at him. He was very attractive. Downright sexy as hell. But he wasn’t Tom. This was stupid. No it’s not. There is no Tom anymore.

  Lois sat next to Seth. He put his
arm around her and kissed her. You can do this. Please God let him make me forget Tom. And just like that he was gone. She opened her eyes and Tom was standing there, Seth was on the floor.

  “What the hell are you doing?” Lois screamed at him.

  “I told you, I was coming to get you. Let’s go.” His voice was raw.

  “I’m not going anywhere with you. You need to leave and do it now.”

  “The hell you aren’t, and I am leaving, but not without you.” With one swift movement he had her over his shoulder taking her out of the club.

  “Tom wait, I can’t leave. You don’t understand.” She begged him.

  “Why not?” They were outside on the street and he sat her down to look at her.

  “Michelle is still in there. I can’t just leave her.” He took a deep breath and made a call from his cell. Lois had no idea who he was talking to but it didn’t take long and Mark was there.

  “Hello Lois.”

  “Don’t let her move.” And just like that he had ordered Mark to babysit her and from the looks of it, he wasn’t even going to question him. Tom hurried in the club. Lois turned to walk away. She knew he had gone into get her. He wouldn’t leave her. Lois didn’t have to wait on him to find that out.

  “Lois where do you think you’re going?” Fingers wrapped around her upper arm.

  “Look Mark, just let me go. This isn’t any of your business.”

  “Oh, that’s where you are wrong. I spent the day with him worried out of his mind about you.”

  “Oh, that’s funny. I thought I was just his pawn.” She yelled. The look on his face deepened.

  “Lois, you have no idea what you are talking about. You don’t understand. It’s not a game.” He released her arm.

  “Oh, I heard you guys loud and clear. And your right it’s not. People don’t get hurt in games.”

  “Look, it’s not my place to tell you shit. But you will hear him out. One way or another.” He reached grabbing her arm and squeezed it to prevent her from leaving.