Page 24 of Wildest Desire

Looking at my phone, I shake my head. “Stop fucking calling me. I’ve told you to stay the hell away from me,” I shout at her.

“I need to talk to you.”

“You’re not worth my time.” I hang up and then throw my phone on the kitchen counter. I look behind me as I hear the door close. Lexi's wearing a pair of denim shorts and a black tank top, with her hair tied up showing off her beautiful neck. I’ve thought about kissing her neck so much—kissing the tender parts just to hear her moan.

“Joe is so sweet. He’s always bringing me desserts his wife makes for me.” She lifts a cake up to show me.

“Who’s Joe?” She looks at me and shakes her head.

"The doorman downstairs. I like him," she says as she walks toward me to place the cake on the counter. “Do you want me to throw up? Please put some clothes on.” She walks away from me, putting some flowers on the table.

“Even I know that my body looks good.” She looks over her shoulder and looks me up and down. I watch her walking around my apartment, “Like what you see?” I ask as I walk over to her slowly.

“Not really.” She walks away from me. Oh, today I’m going to break her. Just looking at her body, my rod it hard and you can see it. “But you like something, don’t you?” She smiles at me as her eyes move down my body and stop at my towel.

“I do, and I want a taste,” I say slowly, watching her sitting on the chair. “Do you want a taste?”

“I would like some coffee.” She's playing hard to get, and I like it. She's not going to be easy to break. She has a lot of willpower and she can play this game well. “Should I make breakfast?” Standing up, she walks over to me. Leaving a small gap between us, she looks down then traces my skin just above the towel with her finger. "I'm hungry," she whispers, blowing on my bare skin.

She goes to walk away, but I pull her closer to me, placing her hands on my chest. “You can be a tease. Are you ready to play the game? Round two, you will be in my bed.” I let go of her and walk away to get some clothes on. Today, she will cum. I'll hear her scream my name.

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After three hours of going back and forth, I finally finish my meeting with Travis. Lexi went downstairs to talk to Joe while I worked, which I was fine with. I can’t make her sit here while I’m in the office on the phone for so long.

Walking downstairs to see where she is, I hear her laughing. “He looks just like you,” I hear her say as I open the door. “I bet you were a player in your day.” I walk over to the desk.

“Mr. Knight.” The doorman stands up.

“You must be Joe.” I put my hand out for him to shake. “Have you worked here long?” I ask him.

“Yes, sir. I started before you moved in.” He smiles at me. He’s worked here for so many years then, and in a less than a week, Lexi knows more about him than I do.

“Sorry it's taken me so long to come say hello to you.” I look over at Lexi with her legs crossed, looking all long and lean.

“You’re a busy man, sir.” Joe says.

“I have some builders coming tomorrow morning to start ripping stuff out of the penthouse. Can you give them a key?”

“Yes, sir.” Joe writes it down.

“Can I have a look at it?” Lexi asks. I look at her, confused. “The penthouse—I would love to see it,” she says.

“I would love to show it to you,” I say, giving a nod to Joe. “See you later, Joe.” Lexi kisses him on the cheek then loops her arm in mine, playing the girlfriend card.

Standing in the elevator, and soon as the door closes, she pulls away from me. “So, how come you’re getting everything ripped out of the penthouse?”

“Do you know that you have some very sexy legs?” I tell her, wanting to change the subject from the penthouse.

“I do now.” As the elevator door opens straight into the foyer of the penthouse, she looks at me with a smile. I look at her legs again as she walks further into the room. Oh God, she's going to kill me. I need to fuck her. I’m not sure my balls will last much longer.

“So, is everything being ripped out?” She looks over at the kitchen.

“Yeah, I want everything from the kitchen to the bedrooms to be new.” I follow her to the window, standing behind her. This is it. I’m not letting her walk away from me until I make her cum.

I trace my finger slowly down her neck and she takes a step forward from me, but I follow. I place my lips against her neck and whisper against her skin. “Remember when I told you that there was nothing in the contract about me giving you favors?” I feel her body break out in goosebumps, and I smile. “Can I ask, how long has it been since you had sex?” I'm hoping that it has been so long she can’t even remember the last person that touched her. Taking one more step forward, she can’t go anywhere else now with the window in front of us. “I’m waiting.” My lips softly touch the soft skin on her neck. The place I’ve obsessed over since the first day I saw her.

“It’s been a while. I’ve been busy with work,” she says softly. She goes to move to the side, but I place my hands on the window caging her in, my lips gracing the side of her neck.

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