Page 133 of The Book of Kings


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‘I like this dress,’ I was taking the first step toward fulfilling my fantasy, pushing a strap to roll off her shoulder.

‘Good, ‘cause it’s the only one I have,’ she giggled, although I didn’t see anything to be laughing about. Her confession reinforced that fucking grinding inside my stomach, blurring the line between lust and.... whatever thatsomething elsewas.

I wanted to believe it was pity, although the feeling wasn’t characteristic of a man like myself. I tried ignoring it again, fusing my lips to the spot where the strap of her bra used to be.

‘I’ll get you a new one,’ I made a promise that was exposing exactly the kind of weakness I didn’t want to be divulged. Hell, I didn’t even think I had it in me to be generous. But there I was, doing it again, allowing her to be something extra other than just fucking birds and bees.

In the last attempt to distract myself, my lips slid to her other shoulder, then slowly made her dress fall just above her nipples, ready to expose the peaks of her breasts.

‘What are you doing?’ she quivered, unsure if the meeting was about sex or business.

‘Do you want to explain myself step by step, because I can be extremely explicit?’ In fact, I could hardly wait for her to ask me to detail all the things that were racing through my mind. Too bad our time was limited.

I finally made the top of her dress fall, revealing the plump shapes I yearned so much to see.

‘I’m destressing myself,’ I said with wicked intentions, making her breasts my personal stress balls.

But it seemed I couldn’t destress her. She was still worried that someone could walk in on us, not fully aware of how I function. I owned everyone, therefore every living soul in the building answered to me. No one dared to come unannounced.

I didn’t let her mind wander off too far, erasing her worries with the intrusion of my tongue between her lips.

It was as if time had stood still, delaying whatever reason brought us both into my office. I wanted to prolong the taste of her and delight myself with the fine sensation of her tips.

Capturing her breasts from underneath, I bit on the hardened nipples, leading the both of us to get lost in the tidal wave of demolishing sensations. I fucking wanted her. The same way I knew she fucking wanted me.

The gesture made her arms wrap around my shoulders, entrapping my head right over her perfect breasts in the most astonishing prison.

I never tried to break free, not even for a second, trailing my tongue to skim her silken skin until I made sure that anguishing pleasure was residing in her own body as well. She needed to feel the same way I did, or maybe even more tormented, if that were possible.

‘I think we better stop before someone comes in.’ I heard her murmur while I was refusing to abandon playing with her breasts.

‘You really think so? Let’s check that, shall we?’ I was going to see if she truly wanted me to stop, sending my fingers to search for signs of arousal inside her panties. ‘Ohhh, Bea. Someone’s been lying.’ I removed my hand, showing her the wet effects my presence had on her.

My gesture seemed to embarrass her equally as much as it was turning me on.

I couldn’t hold back from chuckling, knowing her innocence would make everything that much better when the time comes. Although deep down I suspected she was a lioness dressed in sheep’s clothing.

‘I really need to check that more thoroughly,’ I murmured, driving my fingers to play inside her panties while my lips were still destressing themselves with her breasts.

I could have stayed like that for hours, but a knock on the door was letting us know we had run out of time. We both needed to get back to business and focus on my end of the deal. I wanted everything to run smoothly.

Hearing the knock on the door, Bea jumped in the middle of the room, rearranging her wrinkled dress while I was adjusting the crotch of my pants, hiding my unsolved erection.

However, she didn’t ask my permission to stand, so catching her arm, I got her to sit back on my lap, this time around, with her back tightly glued onto my chest.

‘Are you insane? There’s someone at the door!?’ she muttered, looking with excruciating embarrassment across the room as if she was naked.

‘They’re my men. Don’t worry; they’ll probably put more effort into it knowing that you’re with me.’ Fear increases efficiency most of the time. My men would know to take better care on such an important mission, and they would realize the consequences of a failure without me having to say a word.

I called Erick in, accompanied by one of my best marksmen to discuss the plan of releasing her siblings. If anyone could get things done and retrieve Bea’s family, then those two were certainly the right men for the job. But they were definitely not enough. I wanted things done safely and that involved more manpower than that.

Before I would make the math of the operation, we needed to know what exactly we were up against. That was where Bea needed to step in and give us every piece of essential information she could think of, from the building’s entry points to describing the kind of people we were up against.

I could tell it wasn’t easy for her to take her thoughts back there. The place sounded like a fucking nightmare from what she was describing, making me raise a question that was tormenting me ever since she began to talk.

‘Did he beat you?’ I asked as I felt my body tensing up, unwillingly going into a predatory mode.

‘Yes.’ A single word that made my blood boil with one single intent ruling over my senses. I wanted to kill him. I needed to kill him. And that was giving birth to a significant change of plans.

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