Page 7 of Wrong Desires


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I drag her towards the elevator, deciding that I am over this day at work and want to get her back to my penthouse so I can fuck her some more in the privacy of my home. I want to hear her scream my name as she comes around my cock. Although the sex in my office was the best I have ever had, the feeling of her tight pussy squeezing me, the little noises she made, it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I need to hear her moans, her whimpers, as she takes my dick in her small tight cunt.

“Ethan,” she hisses as we step inside the lift. I glance down at her to find her glaring at me. “Everyone on this floor just witnessed you dragging me in here. They will all talk. I don’t want to be known as the office whore.”

“Not the office whore little lamb, but mine. I don’t care who saw what. I want them all to know you are off-limits.”

“You are insane. I don’t need rumors circulating around your company about me. What if it gets back to my family?”

I shrug. “Don’t care. The sooner they find out about us, the better it will be, and everyone can move forward.”

Her mouth drops open, eyes widening. “What? No. No Ethan. They can’t find out about us.”

“They can and they will,” I say with finality. Little lamb doesn’t know it yet. But I am going to make her mine in every way possible. Irrevocably. The thoughts I am having about this girl sound crazy even to my own mind, but I don’t care. I want her. I will have her.

“No, Ethan.” She snatches her arm out of my grip. “We are done. It was a one-off. I will admit I have had a thing for you ever since I met you, but this cannot go any further. It’s done.” She enunciates the last word. I hum in my throat. She sighs, in relief or triumph, I am not sure, and smiles taking my little noncommittal noise as me agreeing to her absurdity. Her mind is now telling her it is a done deal. We are over after that one little fuck. But fuck that. Whatever she has made up in her mind is just that—made up—a fantasy.

Now that I have had a taste of her. I will never let her go. Soon enough, she will realise that.

* * *

It has been a couple of weeks since I first had Aspen. After getting back to my penthouse, I fucked her again; although she protested, to begin with, she soon let me have my way with her once her pleasure overpowered any thoughts of her family. Of Katrina.

I knew it wouldn’t take long to coax her into my way of thinking, and she quickly agreed to a relationship of sorts for the duration of her internship. Little did she know I had something up my sleeve that would tie her to me completely.

She has basically moved in with me at this point, and I loved having her in my space. Waking up and going to sleep with her. I wanted it every day for the rest of my life.

“Oh my God,” my little lamb screams as I hit the spot that makes her see stars. I pound into her harder, pivoting my hips. I want her to come around my dick so I can fill her with my come.

“I prefer to go by the name Ethan, little lamb,” I growl. Her eyes fly open, and she smirks at me. I grin. She is more comfortable with me now. I love it.

“You aremyGod.” She purrs, thrusting up her hips to meet me halfway. I growl, pounding into her harder. I reach down to thumb her clit. Her head falls back, and she moans. I know she’s close when her pussy starts tightening around me. I won’t last long once she orgasms; she squeezes me so tight it always brings on my own release.

“Ethan,” she screams as her orgasm barrels through her. I watch her as she slumps back in perfect bliss, her lips parted, eyes closed. She really is fucking beautiful. The most exquisite thing I have ever seen. With that in mind, I come, releasing my seed inside her. Burying it so deep, she will never get me out.

I groan, rolling to the side so as not to squash her with my weight. She lays there, her chest heaving as she tries to come down from her high. I push up on my elbow and look between her parted thighs. My come leaks out of her. I frown.

We can’t have that.

I reach down, scooping up the milky white liquid, and shove it back inside of her. She jerks.

“Why do you do that?” I glance at her; her blue eyes watch me with confusion and curiosity.

“We don’t want to waste perfectly good semen, do we,” it’s not a question, but she answers anyway.

“Ethan, you are crazy. I am on birth control, and I always ask you to wear a condom. Not that you listen,” she grumbles. “But anyway, it doesn’t matter whether it is inside or outside of me. We are done once my internship ends.”

I watch her for a long minute before jumping out the bed and heading to the en-suite to do what I am not sure. I just need to get away from her. I hate it when she says we are done.

A little white package catches my eye as I pace the bathroom, and I know then what I must do. A smirk curves my lips. She may think we are done when her job is over, but we will never be done. I grab the packet, glaring at it like it personally offends me.

It does.

Then it hits me like a lightbulb going off in my head—the perfect solution.

I will have my doctor give me a placebo. She won’t be able to tell the difference. Everything down to the packaging, the shape of the little offensive white pill? It will all be the same,lookexactly the same. She thinks she can just discard me like trash when summer is over. Not on my watch. My little lamb has no idea what’s coming. As the plan forms in my head, my smirk gets bigger. My dick turns rock hard, throbbing with need, at just the thought of burying my seed so deep inside her it has no choice but to take root. Her rounded belly, growing with my child. I groan as the picture flashes in my head.

“What are you doing?” I’m startled from my devious thoughts and glance up to find Aspen lent against the door jamb, watching not me but her birth control in my hand. I drop them down on the counter and close the distance between us.

“Nothing. I was just thinking, maybe you don’t need those anymore.” I say, wanting to give her a choice. If she says no, I will go ahead and do what I planned anyway, but at least I can rest easy in the knowledge I gave her the chance to choose this,us, first.

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