Page 142 of Captivated By Danger

“Answer me. You needed more reassurance.”

Ignoring him, I started to rub my pussy, making him smirk.

“What do you think that’s going to do?”

I dipped my fingers in my hole, gathering more wetness before, I pushed four fingers inside of me, like he always did to prepare me for him.

He licked his lips.

“You want me to come fuck you, don’t you? That’s what you came here for?”

I nodded my head.

“Shit, I’m already so close, I’m only going to need five minutes once I’m in it.”

“Yeah? Only two once I grip you up.”

He stood and got between my legs. The second he lined himself up with my hole, I palmed his face.

“Concede.”

“What!” he backed away from me. “Grey, please.”

“No.”

I closed my legs and stood up, pulling my skirt down.

“You’re going to regret that.”

“Maybe, I will. Maybe, I won’t. Goodnight.”

I left him standing at his desk, holding his dick. I smiled as I was leaving his office. If he wanted to be hot and cold, I’d show him hot and cold.

The next morning, it took me forever to pull myself out of bed, but I did anyway. It was like my body knew what day was approaching, but I had to fight against it. I didn’t have class, but I had to work out. That was the most consistent thing I had going for myself right now and I always felt better afterwards. After I was dressed, I grabbed my phone and left the room. Walking in the dining room, I noticed some luggage by the door and my heart dropped in my ass because I thought he was about to put me out.

In the kitchen, Diesel and Chef Nita stood close to each other speaking lowly. When she noticed me, she smiled, and Diesel moved away from her.

“Good morning. Are you ready to eat now?” she asked me.

I shook my head.

Diesel walked out of the kitchen, eyed me, before grabbing his luggage and leaving. I stood there in shock, not believing that he could be so fucking petty. I stared his way until Chef Nita got my attention.

I sighed. “Hi. Good morning, Chef Nita.”

“Are you okay, Grey?”

“Yes and no. Yes, because I am out of the bed. No, because I made a mistake by getting my emotions caught up with this man and I’m trying to pull back, but I feel like I’m in the deep end now. I thought I was just going to do these six weeks and leave feeling disgusting because I was a whore for a man for compensation; a prostitute, if you will. Never did I ever expect to get my heart into this. I don’t even know how it happened.”

She didn’t say anything, giving me the sign to continue to vent.

“That man just gets on my nerves with his moments. He can’t use his words. He got all those fancy degrees and still don’t know how to talk to people. I mean, I know that you can’t tell me much, but can you tell me what you think you can say without fear of losing your job.”

She looked as if she was thinking about what she wanted to say.

She inhaled. “Okay, what I know about you is that you recently just got out of something very serious and he’s the first man you’ve been with in a while.”

I nodded my head.

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