Cherry Allen finds herself in a fix where she has to choose between dating her egoistical boss, Brandon Black, who has an obsessive desire for power, and living a life of complete slavery to his sexual fantasies. Or, choosing not to date him and quiting her job thereby living a life full of misery and woes because that's what her life would be with her ex Jacob coming back to scene with a past filled with bad decisions and disappointments. A past only Brandon wielded the power to stop from resurfacing. Brandon wasn't a narcissist, don't get me wrong, but still she has to come up with an even ground where he realizes that the world wasn't wrapped around his fingers to do as he pleased. After having a one night stand with Cherry, Brandon decides to have another go with her just to prove to himself and everyone else that cared to know that he was still in charge of even that sector of life. Only to fall head over heels for her. With all the power and influence he possessed nothing prepared him for the level of rejection he got from her. But that didn't stop him from pursuing her anyway. He was a man of purpose and he never quited until he got whatever it was he wanted. He soon found out that certain things in life didn't come like that. He soon found out that there actually was a different approach to getting certain things while the bottom line remained keeping said things as they were, a possession.
Cherry's POV
"Oh God!" I moaned loudly as he slammed into
me from behind. Impalling my pussy with his thick cock.
"Yeah!" He groaned. He kept pumping into me
with a fast and steady rhythm that made me marvel at his stamina. In an instant
he flipped me over and roughly pushed back into me, eliciting a scream from me.
He kept at his pace staring into my eyes with those dark eyes. The feelings
were too much and I closed my eyes. The flutters in my tummy had built into a
mini canyon that was waiting to explode. A few more strokes and I'll be there.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah-
I felt a sharp slap on my ass.
" Owww!"
What the hell?!
I opened my eyes to meet his.
"Keep your eyes open!" he said in his thick
voice that's been accentuated with arousal.
I stared into his depths as I felt that familiar
trickle of pleasure finding its way to my pussy setting my whole frame ablaze.
I let out a shrew cry, spasmed, and collapse onto the bed.
But he wasn't done, he slid his arm behind my back,
slightly lifting my abdomen, and began to aggressively pound into me. Hard and
fast. With grunts and groans. And screams and twists from me. I couldn't take
it anymore.
"Please..." I was building up again.
"Fuck!" He grunted and pushed deep into me
in one go, simultaneously taking my very tender breasts into his mouth.
That did it! I come harder than I did the first time.
He abandons my breasts and grabs my neck tenderly but
firmly and stares deep into my eyes as he unloads his cum into me. He slammed
his lips into mine as he collapsed on me.
He soon rolls off of me and we both lay side by side
trying to catch and even out our breaths.
"Wow" I whisper-panted
"That better be a good wow," he said between
breaths.
" Ohhh It's a good wow" I assured, still
panting. After some moments he turned to face me.
"So....." And he was stuck.
"It's Cherry, " I said " like the
fruits" Forgive me but we didn't have the time to ask each other about our
names. Guess I was sex-starved much.
"Cherry," he said my name like he was
tasting the flavor on his tongue. That evil tongue that did things to me.
" You can call me Brad," he said picking up my fingers and kissing my
knuckles with his soft lips.
I smiled at him, watching him kiss my fingers. His
phone vibrated on the side table and he turned to look and it. In the light
reflecting from the city outside through the window, I saw the enthralling
tattoo that was sprawled on his back. It was about a fearsome bird surrounded
by everything dangerous to it. The bird appeared to be cruel and oddly vicious.
For something in danger, it didn't appear fazed in any bit. The tattoo looked
weirdly intriguing.
I stretched my hand to run my fingers through the
tattoo but Brad stood up and quietly excused himself to the bathroom to take a
call.
I turned to check my phone and almost had a heart
attack when I saw the time. How the hell did it go from 10 pm when I walked
into the club to 5:25 am?!
I got up quickly and gathered up my stuff, my blue
barely there dresses, Chloe's blue heels, my silver purse and where were my
fucking panties? I checked on the floor and around the bed but couldn't find
it.
Fuck it! I quickly put on my dress commando. My phone
beeped with a text. It was from Chloe
Where the fuck are you, you whore?! You're trying to
be late for work on your first day???!
The bitch.
I quickly sent her a text.
On my way. I'll be home in minutes.
I checked around if I was forgetting anything, pushed
up my disheveled hair, and packed it into a ponytail with the band I took from
my purse.
I looked at the bathroom door. Part of me wanted to
say goodbye to Brad, but the logical one was already dragging me to the door.
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"You what?!" Chloe exclaimed as she followed
me into my bedroom to watch me prepare for work.
"I know, I know, please spare me that look"
I groaned as I pulled off her shoes.
" This sounds like something I would do but
hearing you do it brings out the mother figure in me," Chloe said as she
took a seat on my bed.
I rolled my eyes and moved to pull off my earrings.
Fuck! I left them.
"Nevertheless, tell me about it", she said
excitedly "Was he good?"
" You bet he was," I smirked " I came
twice, and hard," I said feeling my face getting hot.
Chloe immediately left her side of the bed and jumped
to where I was trying to take off my clothes.
"Uuuu, tell me more" she giggled.
I covered myself immediately
"I'll do no such thing," I said pretending
to try to cover my nakedness from her.
"Now get outta here, I gotta change for
work" I deadpanned
" Pervert," Chloe cursed "You let a man
see and touch you but I'm not allowed to see your nakedness" she sulked
" Uhh, that's because I'm into responsible men
and not women," I said matter-of-factly.
" Tell me what responsible man fucks a woman on
the first night they met?" She deadpanned.
I was stuck in words because I honestly didn't have
what to say to that.
"Well...." I said while throwing on the
expensive black dress Chloe had made me buy from the online store yesterday,
yunno before we went clubbing.
"See the dress suits you" she beamed.
I rolled my eyes. Again. She made me do that a lot.
" Why don't you go make breakfast while I finish
up?" I requested.
"Sure," she said and left.
Chloe and I were like sisters. After we were roommates
during our freshman year at NYU, we bonded like siblings and remained
inseparable to the extent of moving to Seattle together and renting an
apartment together.
But while she majored in dentistry I did economics. We
were both of the same size making it easier to share clothes among ourselves.
While she was a blue-eyed blonde, with the features of a sophisticated model
--- Yunno was the one that advertises medicated glasses, because Chloe was
blind as a bat and even had to always take her glasses into the bathroom with
her. I was more of a caramel brunette with common grey eyes and slightly more
curvy features than Chloe's.
After I was done dressing up I grabbed my phone, bag,
and pumps and hurried to join Chloe in the kitchen. Coffee was already brewing
and I could perceive bread toasted with cheese and eggs.
Chloe was nursing a cup of coffee. I quickly took my
mug and poured myself some black coffee fetching the milk bottle from the
fridge. I poured some milk and stirred them together with a spoon as Chloe took
two plates and put the bread and toast.
We both sat down to breakfast with me wincing and
moaning slightly in remembrance of my last night's sin. Chloe hid a smile.
I eyed my watch from time to time.
Since Chloe's car wasn't gassed up I had already
booked an Uber. I seriously needed to get a car myself. My phone beeped with a
text from my ride, letting me know he was outside our apartment.
"Gotta go," I took one last sip of my coffee
and stood up while checking the time on my wristwatch. 7:14. I needed to be at
work before 8:30. "My ride's here"
"Okay!" Chloe said as she got up to do the
dishes "Have fun at work, break a pen." I grabbed my things.
"Will do!" I called out as I left the
apartment.
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