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Viktor has all the money any one person will need, but it is his money, not mine. I am happily building something for myself, for our family, separate from Viktor's businesses. In a lot of ways, his money is not clean money. I want to build something legitimate. But more importantly, I want Aisling to know you don't need a man to take care of you.
Viktor wasn't lying when he said he retrofitted my office at the House of Beauty headquarters. My office is nearly a quarter of the top floor. I have a nursery, feeding room, a little kitchenette, shower, and a glass desk for working. It did take Brenda and Grace a few days to adjust the kids to the new environment, especially when I was in meetings. Which they were often during my first week at the company. But then I realized they are probably better at home and not in the chaos of my job.
I’ve been trying to get the lay of the land. Learn the business inside and out. I would never have imagined this for myself. A life where I can build a legacy. I want people when they see me, to look past where I come from and how I got here. Even though I don’t have to prove myself to anyone, I want to earn my place as CEO.
However, today I decided to work from home. I am taking advantage that the kids are sleeping to read over some of the projects the company is currently working on. Max is coming to the apartment to talk about the pictures for the next issue of the magazine. I want to be the best in the industry. Which means I need to work with the best and he is the best in the industry.
I go and check on the kids. Niko is out cold. Every day he looks more and more like Viktor. I leave his bedroom and walk to Aisling’s. She is my little troublemaker. She is so strong willed and wants everything her way like her father. I leave her bedroom and start walking downstairs. I'm on the last step when I hear my phone ring. It's playingPut in On Meby Matt Maeson. It makes me think about the first time I heard it.
"Viktor," I moan.
"You have disobeyed me. Now you need to deal with the consequences." Viktor has me tied to the bedpost. He is devouring me with his eyes. I am completely naked. Even though I should probably be cold, my skin feels like it is burning. Every time he moves an inch, I gasp. He chuckles and licks his lips. "I believe you have seen more than enough." He walks over and blindfolds me. "That is much better. I've been wanting to bring you into my darkness. I have been giving you a taste here and there, but now I want to show you the extent of how good it feels."
"Yes, please," I beg.
"I wasn't asking." His fingernail grazes from my lips all the way to my foot. It’s gentle but with enough pressure, for me to come alive. My body arches, instinctively yearning for more of his touch. "A few ground rules. You won't speak unless I ask you to speak."
"Ok." I feel something hit my breast. "Aww."
"That is a flogger. Every time you speak without permission, I'll spank an area of your body. I would never do anything that will hurt you. Everything I do is for our pleasure." I remain quiet. "Good girl. You are only allowed to come when I tell you. But the most important rule, if you don't like something or the pleasure turns into harmful pain, you need to tell me to stop." I think about his words. Seems simple. I've read enough erotica novels to know the basics. "What would you like your safe word to be?" I think about it. "It can't be stop. I'm sure you will say it a few times and not mean it," he mocks. I think more.
"Bananas."
"Ok, bananas, it is." His chuckle is dark, lustful.
I think he is going to say more, but he doesn't. Instead, I feel something feather-like caressing me from my neck down to my breast. I feel my nipples get harder. He continues down my stomach to between my legs taking his time. I bite my lip, trying not to say a word. But I find it difficult. He makes it down to my feet, and it almost tickles, but I don't dare laugh.
"I think you are getting the hang of this very well." I hear him walk away from me yet it still feels as though he is near me. "I am going to worship every inch of your body. You are mine, baby girl. You won't ever forget it after tonight."
I feel an ice cube. I am thinking he is going to linger on my breasts like in the movies. But boy, am I wrong. He goes on a straight line leaving a path of burning cold. Then stops on my clit. The cold and my heat are like a volcano waiting to erupt. He goes up and down making me moan. I need him to touch me, to do something. I want to say something but I doubt he will listen.
"You are doing great." His voice hums, making my body vibrate.
The ice is replaced by his tongue. It's cold but hot. So many sensations I don’t know how I am supposed to feel. I try to move, but I can't. The restraints are keeping me in place. I guess that is the point. I want to feel his fingers inside me and his tongue on my clit. I desperately need release. I try to move closer to him, pull him to me but nothing. The more I try, the more it drives me insane.
"Do you need me yet?" I know the question is a trap. "Maybe this will teach you that when I say something, I expect you to obey." As he says the word obey, he slides two fingers making me cry in pleasure. He alternates between his mouth and his fingers. Every time I get close to an orgasm, he stops. I want to yell and demand he let me find the release I so desperately need. Maybe he feels bad because he increases the speed and stimulation. "You are mine." He says as he takes me over the edge.
“Hi,” I greet.
“Why are you out of breath? Everything ok?”
“Yes. I had to run downstairs to answer the phone. I don't want to wake the kids.” But that is not entirely true. I touch my lips like he was just claiming me.
“You should have put your phone on vibrate.”
“So that I miss your call? I wouldn't hear the end of it. No, thank you. I have learned my lesson.”
“You have a point,” he laughs.
“It’s not like you to call in the middle of the day. Everything ok?” I walk to the kitchen for a glass of water.
“Why? Are you so busy you can’t talk to me?” His voice is demanding.
“Wouldn’t you want to know?” I tease.
“Ava, so help me.” His anger is rising. He gets rattled so easily these days.
“Relax. You’re going to give yourself a heart attack. Max is coming over. We have to review the spread for the upcoming issue of the magazine. ”
