My Most Precious One (14 page)

“Alexia, you look very nice on your knees.” He smirked. I fished for his rock hard cock. He moaned at my touch. His long thick penis sprang free.

I licked my lips, holding him at the base. I pulled back the skin and his purple swollen head peaked through. He gnarled through his teeth. I took him in my mouth. “All the way, balls deep.” He ordered. I pushed as far as I could until he reached the back of my throat. “Fuck yeah baby!” He hissed and took my head and grabbed my hair. I whirled my tongue around feeling his weight in my mouth. He pulled my head back and forced his cock back in, I began to pump my lips as my tongue slid down the underside of his stiff erection. He growled. “Just like that baby.” I pulled back a little sucking on his head. “Harder!” He barked. It made me wet knowing I could do this to him. I reached down to my bruised clit and began playing with myself, he sucked in air as he watched me, he eyes full of fire. “Don’t” he bit out. I stopped. He took my head with both his hands and began fucking me, I could feel his cock swelling. “Argh” he cried as his hot seed sprayed itself inside my mouth. I continued to gently suck him, until he had no more to give.

He picked me up from the floor, threw me over his shoulder and walked us to my bedroom. “But wait Jane Eyre!” I mocked. He knew full well I’d rather his hard cock inside me. He slapped my ass, slightly hitting my folds, I yelped, he slapped me again and I clenched.

He put me down in my room where I walked to the other side of the wall. He stood at the doorway waiting. A dangerous grin begins to etch itself on his face. He walks towards me, stalking me, walking slowly like a predator ready to eat his prey. I stepped back until I hit the back wall, he was completely in control. Two feelings intertwined in me, one of fear and one of lust.

The way he looked at me made me feel like I was his alone, the only thing he wanted. He didn’t bother to unbuttoned his shirt, he only reached behind and yanked it off and his eyes told me to do the same. I stood almost paralyzed not knowing what to do. He clutched the back of my neck, while the other held the front of it, gradually tightening his grasp, nearly chocking me. “Tell me you want it.” My eyes fixated on him “I want it.” I choked back. “How do you want it?” He asked, his face so close to mine, that nothing else existed at that moment. “Anyway you want it.” He smirked at my answer. “That’s right Alexia. You are mine to do as I please and right now I want your ass.” He released his hands, I gasped for air. He took me by the waist and lifted me up. “Wrap your legs around me.” He commanded and I obeyed. His penis eased its way into me, my slick heat letting him glide in easily. “You’re dripping.” He pumped into me until I could feel him pulling me to the edge again. He then snatched himself from me, I whimpered in protest.

He threw me onto the bed. “Kneel on the bed, ass up in the air.” I did as I was told. “Has anyone every fucked you here Alexia?” He asked as he circled his thumb at my back entrance. I hesitated, the feeling was incredible. “No” I murmured. He pushed his thumb in breaking through me. “So I’m the only one who has played with you here?” He slid his other finger into my drenched pussy, playing with me. “Yes” I moaned. “But you seem to take it so well, baby. Why?” He stopped waiting for my answer. “Please.” I begged moving my hips. He slapped me. “Answer me and I’ll continue.” My skin was on fire, with the desire, I had always wanted what he was about to give me. “I wanted it always.” He continued. “Do you play with your ass when you finger your pussy?” He stopped again. “Yes!”I bit out. He sucked in air almost shivering. He drove his cock one more time into my pussy. He pulled it out and spread my butt and nudged his head. “Relax and just breathe. Like before, stay in the moment Alexia, feel my cock gently slide into your ass.” As he spoke I felt myself open up. “So tight” he gritted through his teeth. His hard erection, slid in. “I’m balls deep baby. Can you feel me?”

He stayed where he was letting my body grow accustomed to him. He then began to slowly move. He slid one hand to my clit and circled around. The feeling was overwhelming, the arousal I felt made me melt. It felt better than I had imagined. He picked up his pace and I mewled. “Oh baby, you’re so hot, you’re opening up to me…. you’re loving this.” He growled.

“Harder!” I cried out. “Lukas!”

He pushed on my clit. “Cum!” He grunted. We both found our climax, my body shuddered and trembled. He kissed a small trail of kisses down my back. “You’re so amazing baby.” He gently pulled out and took me in his arms carrying me like a bride. “This is new.” I murmured, too sated to really care, but still it was. He had never carried me like this before. Well he did once when he hurt me that night. He kissed my forehead. He set me down in the bathroom and turned on the shower.

We stepped into the shower and began to wash ourselves, well he did. I was too weak to really do much.

“Does it hurt? I was pretty rough before.” He asked trying to lather up my skin. I felt a sting but no real pain, it actually felt nice.

“No pain.”

He grinned “So I popped the preverbal cherry, so to speak.” I smacked his hard chest almost bruising myself. He wrapped his arms around me tightly.

“Mine.” He whispered. We toweled off and headed to bed, I picked up my iPad.

“So you wanted to see Jane Eyre?” I wiggled my brows.

“Whatever, hopefully it will put me to sleep.”

I grimaced. “Sacrilege!”

Rochester

“So let me get this straight, Rochester was married, but wanted to marry Jane too. He’s a prick.” I rolled my eyes at his comment and began to explain.

“He was a prick when he was younger. A fool for lusting for looks, in the end he paid for it, his first wife ended up being insane. He finally met his other half, but couldn’t keep her. He wanted Jane on his terms, controlling everything around her, but in the end he lost her completely.”

Lukas sipped his coffee “But Jane came back.” He added.

“Yes she did, but she was different. She understood herself more and had more confidence. She was now able to have an equal relationship with him.”

Lukas laughed. “So old man Rochester needed to lose his eyesight and most of his fortune to have an equal relationship with the woman he loved? It doesn’t sound like a fair exchange.”

I put my now empty plate into the sink, almost throwing it. Why couldn’t he get it? “So he should have what? Should he have kept her like the caged bird? Have her for his entertainment? She deserved better than that.” I turned and crossed my hands. “Look, she came back by her own choosing knowing how he was. She chose to be with him in the end because she loved him, despite all that had happened. Sometimes you need space to understand yourself and how you’re feeling about everything. She was lost in the whirlwind of their quick romance, not able to see the warning signs.”

Lukas stood from the counter wearing his suit, minus his jacket. He walked towards me putting his plate in the sink.

“It’s undoubtedly an early onset B/S relationship. She liked calling him master and hated displeasing him. He loved the power he had over her. It was an intense exchange of power and love.”

I rolled my eyes unable to hide my annoyance. “So you don’t get it?” I asked.

“Just like pissing you off.” He shrugged.

He leaned in to kiss me, my belly anticipating the feeling it was about to have when his phone rang. He ignored it at first, but it wouldn’t stop, he closed his eyes and hissed “Fucken phone.” He turned to the counter and picked it up. “Yes?” He barked into the phone. He stood silent for a moment, “I’ll be right there and make sure there is a fresh suit waiting for me.” He picked up his suit jacket that lay across the bar stool. “I need to go babe. I’ll see you later.” He gave me a chaste kiss and left, little did I know what later meant.

Night came and went and there was no news from Lukas. I texted once, but got no response. Something inside me felt uneasy, it was completely unlike him. In our little romance he insisted that we talked everyday and at least see it each other even if it was an hour, but today was completely different from his modus operandi.

I took a long shower and cooked for myself, anything to keep my mind from going a little too far into the deep end. I was right on the border of crazy girlfriend town and ragging bitch city, when I finally reigned myself in. The man ran a billion dollar business and didn’t need me to hang onto him when he worked. I shook off my feelings and decided to watch a movie, figured he’d come over when he was able to.

The noise of the TV woke me up. It was one in the morning and no sign of Lukas. I began to worry, please let nothing have happened to him. I reached for my phone, texting him again, I waited but nothing.

Thursday came and went, the day was slow and arduous, the minutes felt like hours. This was passed crazy girlfriend, this was girlfriend worried if something had happened to him. Work was tedious as I tried dodging Roxi’s and Kaci’s questions.

Friday and still no sign. I had moved passed worry to just plain old pissed off.

Saturday morning, I opened the bistro and began working. I barely joked or responded to anyone. I liked working when I was angry, anything to keep my mind off Lukas.

“Koukla?!” A hesitant Roxi reached for me, I hardly noticed her. “Anything you want to talk about?” She waited.

Kaci eyed me for a minute “What did the asshole do?” She breathed.

I could feel my flesh turning red from sheer anger. “I don’t know, haven’t seen him since last Wednesday?” I muttered.

“What?” Both Roxi and Kaci said in unison.

“Just like that he disappeared?” Roxi asked.

“Are you ok?” Kaci wondered.

“At first I was worried, than I thought I was acting crazy, the guy owes a huge company and he would obviously be busy. I moved to being worried, what if something had happened to him, but then I thought he was famous in the business world that it would be all over the paper, right?” I looked to the girls for some encouragement. “Right?” I insisted.

“Yeah, yeah right.” Roxi finally got the clue.

“Now I’m at the second to last stage.” I said.

“Which is?” Kaci asked nervously.

“Being pissed.” I snapped. Kaci looked at me and rubbed my back.

“What’s the final stage?” Roxi asked.

“I’m going to kill him.” The murderous glare was not to be mistaken.

“This I can see you do.” Roxi nodded anxiously.

My table called me over wanting the bill. “Did you hear about the considerable buy Blakk Enterprises did this week?” The two old suits spoke. I hovered waiting for the rest of the conversation. He looked at the bill quickly and gave me the money, telling me to keep the change. Both walked out still talking, but I couldn’t hear the conversation anymore. I reached over to the Wall Street Journal they left on the table, on the cover was Lukas. He had bought out some tech company that had developed software for thumb print recognition for phones. The company was also on the verge of developing the latest technology concerning interfaces that can be developed for everyday use. I devoured the article. He had made a lot of money and now was getting offers to help develop it further. Investors were throwing themselves at him.

I looked at his picture on the front page, there was no doubt he was in New York and beside him was the woman who was with him the last time he was here, Mollie.

Realization set in and the bubble that he had so carefully created around me disintegrated. The air rushed in, Lukas and I never really were. I was nowhere near the spectrum he was part of and he told me so with his actions. He barely ever spoke to me about work or even told me he was leaving, on some level I always knew. Maybe I was just a fun distraction for him. I brought him something he sought at the moment. My rationalization ended with the feeling of being used and tossed aside. I swallowed my bitter pill and finished my work day alone in my mind, lost to my torment.

I came home knowing that being here was no longer a safe haven, everywhere I looked, I saw Lukas. I warned him and myself, but neither of us listened. I let my perfect little world be destroyed by Hurricane Lukas, category five asshole.

I called the super and had him change my locks, just in case the Suit thought it fit to come back, thinking I was his Montréal floozy. I spent the rest of the day cleaning making sure I exorcised him from my home. I knew it would be a feeble attempt to try to exorcise him from me, but I was going to die trying. My mantra was fuck him. I pushed through deciding not to tell anyone, not even the girls.

The weekend came and went and I busied myself asking about their lives. They knew I would open up, but only when I was ready.

Sunday breakfast ended and it was time for me to go home, alone, well not actually alone, it was me and the empty fucken void I was left with. I was never good enough and now I knew it.

I walked to my car, when a big bald muscled man in a suit and black Ray Bans walked over to me.

“Miss Samos?” He asked. I moved back two steps. “Don’t worry.” He stood where he was not making an attempt to approach me. “I was sent to collect you. Mr. Blakk would like you to come to New York.” I half laughed and licked my lips. He can’t be serious?

“Tell your Mr. Blakk that I’m busy and will be unable to attend his great presence.” The note of sarcasm could seriously not be missed. The big muscled guy looked nervous.

“He insisted that you come.” He lowered his head a little.

“Listen,” I gestured to him waving my fingers at him. “What do you mean he insisted? What are you going to chloroform me and drag me there?” He laughed and nodded no. “Oh okay then, I’m not going.” He looked at me for a while. A thin line appeared on his lips. He was not going to enjoy the conversation he was going to have with Lukas. “Tell him, I’m busy with a date my mom set me up with. Oh! And just in case, my phone is broken so he won’t be able to reach me anytime soon.” I smiled as best as I could. Baldy helped me with my door of my car and I watched as he entered a giant black Escalade with tinted windows.

I reached for my phone and turned it off. For the next few days, I was going to be by myself, trying to find my way back to me.

I dead bolted the door as I walked into my condo. It was as though I was trying to lock him out, knowing it was impossible for me. The asshole actually thought I would stop my life and run back to him, like nothing happened. I finished my shower and crawled into bed, putting on some Nina Simone. Why not? I fell asleep listening to her strong soothing voice.

“Stop Lukas I want you out, I’m done.” I seethed, screaming at the top of my lungs, “leave me alone.” I kept screaming.

I jolted out of bed, my breathing was ragged. Cold sweat dripped down my back. I hugged my legs trying to center myself. I could feel my heart wanting to jump out of my chest. Damn nightmare.

The music had stopped hours ago but I could still hear a thudding noise, maybe it was the neighbours. I looked over at the clock on my nightstand it was a little passed eight at night. Shit! I slept for over eight hours. The thudding continued. I stood up from my bed wanting some water, when I stopped in my tracks. The thud was coming from my door.

“Alexia.” He cried out softly.

Lukas was here. Fuck how long was he out there? I squeezed my eyes closed, resenting how he always put me in these positions. I needed him to leave, but I knew he wouldn’t, not until I pushed him out for good.

This needed to end. My poor heart protested but my mind waged on. I looked down. All I was wearing was a white linen night gown, which only reached my knees. I contemplating changing, but he was so persistent at the door. I unbolted the lock and opened the door slightly. He stood there in a navy suit that was tight enough you could see his bulging muscles. In one hand he held the key to my old lock, the other was busted up. So he punched something. Great! A small part of me wanted to take him and fix it make the pain go away, but another part warned me to push him as far as I could. His five o’clock shadow was now showing making his perfect goatee look even sexier, the days away from him only made me hungrier for him. His intense stare of his pure ice blue eyes nearly froze me where I stood.

“Lukas I’m surprised you were able to find me.” I mustered up, swallowing hard. He put his hand on my door and push himself in, his breathing was labored. He closed the door behind him and I stood firm ready to throw him out.

“Why did you not come to New York?” He said slowly through his teeth. The calm before the storm.

“I’m sorry what? I was mistaken for a minute there…Oh that’s right, you were in New York. Thank god, I read the Wall Street Journal or else I would have thought you were a figment of my imagination.” I seethed, poison ready to spew out. He waited.

“It was an important deal that I’ve been working on and I needed to leave. I was going to tell you when you came to New York.”

I chuckled this was ludicrous. “When I came to New York? Just like that. When you call, I jump. When you want to see me, you come. When I want to cum, you make me. Anything else?” I gritted out “Aren’t you remotely tired of control everything about me?” My bitter words spewing out. “Get the fuck out Lukas.” I yelled. “You took what you needed and now I am done giving into you. So get out.” I knew my heart would hurt after he left, but I didn’t care right now.

“I’m not leaving.” He bit back.

“Fine!” I walked back to my room put on a pair of jeans and a light sweater, picking my bag up from the floor as I walked out of my room. He watched me from where I left him. “If you won’t leave, then I will. See that you leave within the next hour.”

I grabbed the doorknob from behind him but he held the door closed.

“Why are you doing this?” He roared. I watched dumbfounded.

“Are you out of what’s left of your mind?” I inched closer “you left… no word, no text, no call, no nothing. You fucken left.” I screamed “Who the hell do you think you are? You share nothing of importance with me, not your work, not your life, nothing. We only have sex and I occasionally make you meals.” Tears began to well up as I laughed at how stupid I was. “Saying it out loud makes me sound like your Montréal whore. God, I’m so stupid.” I stopped and took in the words I was saying. “It’s enough. I never felt I was good enough growing up. I built a nice little life for myself, then you came and made me feel…but this… thanks for proving them right, I am nothing. Now get out of my way or so help me god Lukas, I will punch you.” He watched me, fury billowing in his eyes, he nose flared up.

“How could you so easily walk away from me?” He yelled.

A voice I had never thought I had came out of me, dark, loud and hurt.“How could you so easily leave me, without one word? Do I mean so little to you?” I stared into his eyes, wanting an answer, afraid to hear what I had feared the most.

Something inside me snapped and I couldn’t look at him anymore, I tried to walk away but he grabbed my hand yanking me to the wall caging me in.

“Just sex? Have you any idea how it feels like being with you? To be inside you? I got wrapped up in work, fine I was wrong, but you meaning nothing? Have you any clue how much I missed you, yearned for you, craved for you. Your very touch can soothe me, your voice controls me, your eyes devour my soul. You ask why I don’t say anything about work or my family.” He cried out “How could I taint you with my crap? I never want it near you. They will rip the very wings you have so preciously made for yourself. I could never let that happened. To me, you are my only solace, the only thing that matters. How could I bring you into it, when it nearly destroys me?” Tears now falling, my will power failing me, his presence clouding my mind, I closed my eyes barely having the strength to push him away.

“Just sex?” He said sounding wounded. “Baby, it was never just sex…” He lowered his face to mine burrowing his face into my neck. His long wet kisses melted any resolve I had. My belly quivered, my body ached. Without one word he lifted me up, taking me to my room.

“Take off your clothes Alexia.” His voice was not as controlled as usual. I followed his quiet command as we both took off our clothes, his eyes never leaving me. He lowered himself on top of me, brushing my cheeks with the back of his hand. He nudged himself inside me gradually. “I’m so sorry baby.” He said as he rested his forehead onto mine. He moved inside me as though he relished my body. I raised my hand feathering his skin, he shuddered under my touch. God help me, I missed him. Our bodies moved in harmony, we were comforting each other. “Baby, please forgive me?” He then kissed me.