Payback 🌶🌶

It had been a week since I had talked to this man, and I don’t think I could forgive him after how he left me without a goodbye.

“You can’t miss someone you walked out on.”, I huffed still blindfolded.

“I had to leave. I only went to Mexico for work, you were just a distraction.”, he replied.

“Fuck off Adrian. I have moved on and I am not playing your little games.”, I spat.

Just then he picked me up by the waist and sat me on the table. Like instinct, my legs spread and awaited whatever he decided. He pulled the hanging fabric of the tie down, making my head tilt backward.

“Your body is responding as if you have missed me.”, he murmured in my ear.

“You are great in bed Adrian, but you lack substance elsewhere.”, I wasn’t wrong.

“If you don’t want this all you have to do is say...”, but I stopped him.

“No Adrian. I won’t fuck you again.”, and at that moment I took off my blindfold and looked him right in the eyes.

He was beautiful, even more, beautiful than I had envisioned.

“What the fuck Leah!”, he yelled as he backed away.

“You didn’t actually think I would leave this tie on, did you?”, I questioned.

He turned away from me and put his hands over his face.

“You have had your face between my legs, you’ve tasted my cum, and you’ve seen me completely exposed. It’s about damn time that I saw your face.”, I started to storm off.

“You don’t understand. I did that all for you, to keep you safe.”, his tone changed.

“Safe from what? The only thing I need to be saved from is you.”, I turned and left without letting him reply.

He was so beautiful with his stubble-covered square jaw and his luscious dark hair. He was wearing a black suit with a powder blue shirt that was slightly unbuttoned. He smelled like a deep rich allure.

As I was walking, I couldn’t stop thinking about those lips. Full and wet, which accentuated his sex appeal. His eyes were dark and mysterious like he was hiding something. I walked past the receptionist's desk, and she was gone.

The elevator opened and I tried to get on, I wanted to get on and leave…

Instead, I rushed back to that conference room.

He was standing at the window looking out, but he turned around to see me.

There was a fire burning between us that neither could extinguish. I rushed over to him, and he stayed still and silent. Just staring at me with that burning gaze roaming my body and stopping at my lips.

I grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him to me as I walked back toward the table. I had scoped it out and didn’t see any cameras in the room. His eyes still fixated on my lips as he lifted me onto the table.

Neither one of us talked as I gently peeled off his coat and threw it on the chair. I spread my legs and he grabbed me by the hips to pull me into him. We couldn’t deny the sexual tension that was on full display.

I unbuttoned his shirt slowly as he kept his eyes on mine. Peeling his shirt off of him revealed his glorious fit body covered in tattoos. Each told their own story, but the only thing I wanted to hear were the sounds we were about to make.

One pull of the tie to my wrap-around dress had me completely unclothed. He pushed it off my shoulders and traced it down my arms until it fell flat on the table. He used his hand to cup my chin and his thumb grazed over my face ending on my lips.

“Don’t just stare at them, kiss me.”, I demanded from him.

“I don’t kiss women.”, as he ran his thumb back over my bottom lip.

I bit it and pulled his thumb into my mouth sucking it and circling it with my tongue.

“There is a first time for everything, I won’t ask again. Kiss me?”, I was in control this time.

He was taller than me, but even more so now that I was sitting on top of the table. I pushed myself back and got on my knees, this way we were at eye level. He stared at me wrapping his arms around my waist.

“If you don’t want this, just say no and I will stop.”, I used his line on him.

He didn’t move so I leaned toward him, wrapping my hands around his neck. I kissed him and he opened his mouth to receive it with desire. It started soft and smooth, but he deepened the kiss, and it became rough and passionate.

Our tongues massaged each other as our lips danced side to side. It was warm and focused; I would have never guessed he didn’t kiss women. His lips were made to taste.

I opened my eyes to see that he had closed his. He was enjoying our bodies and lips pressed together as we both were breathing heavily.

I pulled away, “I haven't stopped thinking about you. Fuck me, Adrian.”.

He didn’t need any more consent or direction because he picked me up and lifted me off the table to position me bending over the table in front of him. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and lifted one of my legs onto the table.

He held his covered erection in one hand and used the other to slide my panties to the side. Using one hand to steady my back before shoving it in. He was full of rage and passion as he thrust as hard as he could. I moaned in painful pleasure as he stretched and filled me.

“Ah, Adrian. Fuck yes.”, I moaned as I gripped the table to brace myself.

That gave him the motivation to slap my ass with each thrust inward.

“Fuck you’re so tight.”, he grunted.

He reached around to grab my breasts, showing them the same aggressive attention he had shown my ass.

He pulled out only long enough to turn me around and pick me up.

"Look at me and don't close your eyes.", he ordered me to look him in the eyes.

Our eyes were locked as tight as our bodies.

“Grab my neck and hold on.”, he ordered.

He put his arms under my knees and thrust back in while I was hanging from his neck. He used my legs as leverage to push me away as he pulled out only to thrust in me harder. He slammed into me and I heard our bodies slapping each other.

"Leah, look me in the eyes. I want to see you.", he ordered again, but my eyes wanted his body.

I pulled my chest to him and wrapped my arms tighter around his neck as he continued to fuck me. I leaned in to kiss him and he accepted it by opening his mouth. Each kiss gave him the energy to thrust deeper.

“Right there, yes don’t stop.”, I moaned, and my head fell back to catch my eyes that had rolled to the back of my head.

He bent his knees to give us more of a bouncing pace as I held on to his neck with one arm and my other hand grabbed a handful of his hair.

“Come for me now.”, he demanded as he was clearly out of breath, but didn't waver to drop me.

Those four words sent me over the edge as I coated him while quivering in his arms, but this didn’t stop him. He walked toward the table and laid me back on it. He pulled out and tapped it on me before thrusting it back in.

"God you are so beautiful.", he complimented me.

He grabbed my hips to steady my body against his thrusts, as I bent my knees toward my body to give him better access.

“Touch yourself and make yourself come again.”, he demanded while thrusting into me.

I didn’t hesitate to follow that order. I used one hand to squeeze my breast while the other rubbed my bud in a circular motion using my two middle fingers. I found a rhythmic pace to each thrust just pushing myself closer to another orgasm.

"Eyes, Leah. Look at me.", he had the authority.

He watched me, never taking his eyes off my body. His gaze burned through me like a sultry fire. It was warming my inner core. His eyes filled with covetous passion. No man ever looked at me the way he did.

He continued to thrust in and out, never letting go of my hips.

“Harder, fuck me as hard as you can Adrian!”, I demanded all his attention.

He began to thrust at a slower pace, but it was deeper and rhythmic.

“Come, now.”, he ordered, and I delivered.

My breath knocked from my body and convulsions broke out with each thrust that came after. I couldn’t stop shaking. He leaned down to kiss me again and he thrust a few more times before grunting his release. I felt his body relax on top of mine as we both panted.

We were still for a few moments to catch our breath.

"I knew you missed me because I missed you.", he broke the silence and kissed my forehead as he walked away.

I feel like I saw a crack in his hard exterior, that he wasn't truly an asshole. I wanted to uncover the mystery of Adrian Gallo, but I also couldn’t resist the sex. And the journalist in me wanted to know what I needed saving from.

He walked through a door which I assume was a bathroom and before he came out, I slipped on my dress and left without a word. I ran as fast as I could to the elevator and went down to the ground floor. I wanted to get out of the building before he could see where I was going.

Serves him right for leaving me all alone after experiencing something for the first time. I just wish I could see his face when he came out and noticed I was gone, especially after his first kiss. It was his turn to feel a jab of the convoluted emotional war we were in.

Payback is a bitch.
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