Chasing Bad Boys 7_A Bad Boy Romance Series

by Kylie Parker

  At that moment her phone rang, the emergency ring from her editor. She excused herself, walked around for a while looking for a quiet spot and finally opted for a hidden nook behind the coat check. She hoped everything was alright because she already felt that she was in over her head. She checked her phone, no messages.

  Biting her lip and thinking for a while about what the problem could be she reluctantly called Edward’s home phone number. He picked up on the first ring and was very jovial.

  “Selena, good to hear from you. I got the article for the first story, and it is out of this world. Also, your idea for a follow up is phenomenal. Everyone loves it and you are approved for travel allowances and expenses for your next two days where you are. Keep up the good writing.” Her editor hung up after a very one-sided conversation.

  Fortunately, for Selena, she did not say anything. If she had it would be that the story didn’t come from her, what was he even talking about? Shaking her head, she stood still racking her brain for what was happening. This being a dream was the only explanation that could explain the strange occurrences all around her. Lawrence Scriva’s charm went beyond wanting to impress her for the magazine; she was so taken by his grace and body that she dreamt up a sex dream. Right? Pinching herself, she figured it was worth a try to see if she would wake up but of course, it did nothing. She thought in wonder about staying here for another two days. It was like a fantasy and Selena hoped she did not get uncovered as a fraud in her own fantasy.

  “What are you doing hiding out here?” Lawrence said, walking up behind her.

  Whirling around she lost her balance, and he caught her. “What do you know about me staying here longer?”

  “Oh, you heard the good news then. We will have two days to play while your work gets taken care of for you.” His arms slid up and down her body as if to warm her from an unknown cold.

  Selena cocked her head sideways and bit her lip. “Are you saying you wrote that article…but I…”

  Before she could finish, he closed her mouth with a kiss, slipping his hand into the top of her dress to caress her breasts. “What I really want to do.” He said, groaning as his body gyrated against her. “Is to bend you over that bench over there.” As he pointed to the bench, his arm slid under her, groping between her legs, up her thighs and he caressed her with his fingers. She leaned into him with a sigh and ran her fingers through his hair while he fondled her. He probed with his fingers, his face on her breasts and she gasped at the pleasure in such a public place. Anyone could walk in at any time, and she didn’t care just as long as he kept stroking her, touching her, sucking her. The dress Lawrence had chosen had given him ample access to the pleasure places so he could enjoy her body when he needed to. The rhythmic intimacy and stroking touch built into waves of intensity and Selena cried out as she climaxed.

  She leaned into his broad chest, and he held her with one hand, ensuring her breasts were once again nicely tucked away. He grazed them and felt her hard nipples which caused him to shiver. At the sound of someone approaching, they gave each other a dirty little smile as Lawrence smoothed over her dress and took a step back.

  “Mr. Scriva, we are waiting for your speech in the other room. After you, we are done for the day and everyone is ready to let loose.” A short man with no hair peeked around the corner and spoke nervously before flitting away.

  “Well, duty calls,” Lawrence said to her stepping away completely. His shoes squeaked as he turned on his heels and headed back into the room. Before he finally left, he said: “we will continue this very soon.”

  Selena smiled until he left, and then she crumpled to the floor and touched where she was wet. If this fantasy was going to be real, she might as well enjoy it. Feeling turned on and uncertain she walked back into the room with a swagger, waiting to hear Lawrence give his speech. Afterward, she awaited his return with hungry eyes. He got a standing ovation and person after person came up to him and congratulated him shaking his hand and often sharing ideas and insight. It was exhausting, and she was only watching from a distance. He finally made his way to her briefly wrapping his arm around her waist and kissing her gently on the cheek. Then he was pulled back into the discussion with management, employees and others. He turned down all offers to dance and finally, forcefully pushed himself out through the room.

  Chapter Five

  After Selena had lost sight of Lawrence, she took a few steps back and leaned against the immense bookshelf. Taking a breath Selena tried to remember this event from a journalist’s perspective but was not able too. Her brain had turned to mush, and all she was thinking about was what Lawrence had just done to her in plain sight. He was adventurous, and she thought he had only just begun. A panel in the bookshelf moved and Selena was grabbed and pulled backward. A gloved hand covered her mouth, or she would have screamed. As the panel closed again, they were immersed in darkness, and Selena was dragged off with her mouth still covered. After turning a corner, they stopped, and light from a nearby glass door illuminated Lawrence’s face looking like he was enjoying the tease.

  “Well, now it looks like we have some free time. Will you join me for a nightcap?” He said, and he held the door open for her.

  They entered a room made entirely of glass but covered in an opaque coating that gave it color, interest, and privacy. There was only one chair in the room, and Lawrence sat down on it looking up into her eyes playfully.

  “You have secret passageways in your house?” Selena spoke in awe. “This is the most incredible experience of my life. I mean the most incredible place I have ever been. But I have to know, do you get ghostwriters for all your journalists?”

  “You have spunk and sassiness in you that I didn’t expect. With your innocent beauty, I expected to get what I saw, but I like this twist.” Lawrence sat back in his chair looking her up and down like she was a work of art he was going to take home.

  “When are you going to stop avoiding my questions?” She said, “And where is this nightcap you talked about?”

  Laughing he shifted in his seat and pointed to a wall where a shelf with a bottle and two glasses immerged. They were not there before.

  “I do not wish to speak of the article arrangements. After a while, we will talk about it again. Was your editor not pleased with what you wrote?” He asked.

  “My editor was thrilled. The problem is I didn’t write it.” Selena insisted. “And I do not even know what it says.”

  “Fetch us a drink from over there will you,” Lawrence said, looking bemused. “I don’t often meet people that are upset when they get help completing their work. Especially if a phenomenal job has been done. You are just full of surprises.”

  “That is something I could say about you also,” Selena said eyeing him closely. She felt like she was being interrogated rather than seduced. This man was more difficult to figure out than anyone she had ever met. He was hot then he was cold. He couldn’t keep his hands off her, and then he wouldn’t touch her. Not to mention his obsession with control. That was one Selena noticed right away and was a potential angle to take the story. But as things got more complicated and someone from inside Scriva was writing her articles, she wondered how far he would go for control.

  Lawrence went quiet, watching her pace around the room following her with his eyes. “Come here.” He said finally.

  She walked over to him.

  “Kneel down so I can look at you when I am talking to you.” He said almost reaching out to her but pulling back at the last minute.

  “You could use some furniture in this room it is kind of sparse.” She said, wondering what he was getting at. She didn’t move.

  “Kneel,” Lawrence commanded, and Selena’s feet turned to rubber. The gruff, demanding voice brought butterflies to her stomach, and she tingled at how he got what he wanted.

  Looking at him, waiting for her to do his bidding she desired to touch him. She reached out and caressed his arm, and he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her knees. Hit
ting the ground with a thump, she cried “ow” and the hard landing reverberated through her, bouncing her breasts and leaving her breathless. Breathless once she saw Lawrence’s face. It too was wrapped with desire and she wanted to lean in and kiss him. But she better not, she giggled to herself. Not until he gave her permission.

  “No I don’t like you there; come, sit on my lap.” He opened his arms waiting for her.

  Taking a moment, Selena decided to do some teasing, and she stood up, wiggling her hips in front of him before turning around and bending over right in front of him. She heard him emit a small moan and took it as an invitation to continue. Very lightly she slid back on his lap, grazing it with friction. She rocked her hips back and forth while hovering, just touching his lap and then she sat firmly, pushing her bum into him. She could feel him getting hard under her in response. He turned her face to his and kissed her deeply. Selena responded eagerly and took him in, seeing that he was trying to catch his breath.

  After many minutes of him looking at her, his hands on her shoulders, he started moving them in circles. And then larger circles, widening his reach and pushing her dress out of the way. Her breasts popped free, and he immediately encircled them, tracing his fingers and then mouth along the voluptuous mounds. Selena sat still and let the intensity and distinct arousal reverberate throughout her body. She moved to kiss him and tugged his shirt off moaning as she leaned into him, skin on skin. Growling he pulled at her dress until she heard it rip and she was naked. She straddled him, her breasts in his face as he unzipped his pants and entered her. Rocking on top of him her desire intensified as she leaned her head back and called out. Running his hands over her breasts and up her neck, he caressed her face before encircling her neck with his hands. Moving with increased intensity, she pushed herself forward into his strong arms and choked off the air while her body moved with waves of passion into oblivion.

  Panting she caught her breath and looked at Lawrence in awe. Never before had a man so known how to take care of her every desire. She fell into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her protectively rocking her. She could hear his pounding heartbeat start to slow as they sat silent and still in an embrace. After a time, he moved her around on his lap so he could zip up his pants. He picked her up in his arms and carried her out the door. Still stark naked she started to protest, but he shushed her and told her to keep quiet with a quick slap on the bum. He stopped at the end of the hall and set her down briefly. There he opened a cupboard and pulled out a long piece of fabric. Holding it with both hands, he wrapped it around her eyes, and picked her up again, taking the time to caress her naked body with his fingertips before doing so. Selena shivered. Under the blindfold, her other senses came alive, and she could smell Lawrence, sweat mixed with cologne. As they walked the air changed and a cold breeze passed over her body. Her nipples perked, and she felt goosebumps prickle her skin. The uncertainty of where he was taking her and why she needed a blindfold, both turned her on and unnerved her.

  Chapter Six

  “No one has seen where I am taking you. I can’t have you knowing where it is.” He whispered as if reading her mind and trying to comfort her. “But rest assured, I know you will like it.”

  They entered an elevator.

  “I can walk. I must be getting heavy.”

  “Shh. Or I will have to gag you, which would be a shame because I have other plans for your mouth.” Lawrence said quietly and carried her out when they reached the correct floor.

  The threat excited Selena, and she shuddered, feeling herself getting wet. She didn’t know what she anticipated more, being gagged, or his other plans for her mouth. A low moan escaped her lips, and she wiggled in his arms.

  A door opened, and they entered a warm moist room. Lawrence stopped and looked around. Finally, he set her down in what felt like a big armchair. She curled up wondering what she should do. Aroused and uncertain at the same time she did not move to take off her blindfold. She could hear Lawrence moving around the room, but what he was doing she couldn’t tell. When he returned, he sat near her and leaned forward untying her blindfold. Blinking her eyes, she looked at Lawrence and saw he was smiling at her. He handed her a drink and sat back watching her look around the room tentatively.

  It looked like a hotel suite with large bed, sitting area and small kitchenette. There was a bathroom off to one side and a balcony on the other side of the room. There were a few items that did not fit in a regular hotel room and probably more she hadn’t seen yet. The restraints on the bed caught her eye and she stared and bit her lip.

  “You are an incredible woman Selena.” Lawrence’s smooth voice brought her attention back to him. She looked at him wide-eyed, almost wishing he would spank her again and then tie her up.

  “No.” She gasped. “It is you. You do incredible things to me.”

  Lawrence laughed and licked his lips. He opened his mouth as if to speak but then got up and walked across the room. Pacing for a moment as she had seen him do a few times now. It seemed like something he did when he was trying to formulate words. He walked to the counter and bent over to the fridge underneath. Pouring two glasses from a bottle Selena couldn’t see he brought them over, passed her one and sat down.

  “Drink. It is good.” He said and then watched her. “So, now you have been asking about many things so I will tell you a few. I want you, Selena. Especially since you seem so much to like my kind of play.” He winked at her and then looked over at the bed restraints. “I want you to play with me Selena, but you have to agree to my terms. Do that and you will have everything you can imagine. Don’t agree and you can go home today. Story’s over. Your editor though seems impressed with the work you are doing so if you stay here, and play my games, your editor will continue to be happy.”

  Lawrence stopped speaking for a time watching as her breath became quicker, seeing she was both turned on and unwilling to give up her journalistic integrity.

  “You may open that gorgeous mouth and speak Selena. I do not mean to threaten you. If you leave now, you can write whatever story you want. But if we continue here, you play by my rules.”

  “Oh. Lawrence. These games that you call them are awakening me. I want more. It’s just…”

  “I know Selena. Sometimes incredible things require sacrifice. And as much as I want to play with you and deepen our incredible bond, you have to want it. I will leave you for an hour and come back with your things to hear your suggestion.” Lawrence said, bending over to kiss her cheek as he stood. His fingers hovered over her body and her forced them away.

  “My things?”

  “Yes. This is your room now for as long as you want to stay. So explore it and enjoy anything you find. I will be back in one hour.”

  He left the room without saying anything then turned back and spoke “The door will be locked, but it is for your protection. You have no clothes, and I want to make sure you are undisturbed until I get back. The phone on the bed will call me directly if you press the red button. If you need to call anyone else, by all means. I would ask for some discretion about our relationship, though, for many reasons.”

  Relationship. He said relationship. Selena took a deep breath and smiled. “No I do not want to share this with anyone but you. See you in an hour.”

  He smiled broadly at her response and closed the door. She could hear the lock click, and it reminded her of her arousal for some reason. It had never occurred to her that being locked up and tied up would turn her on. Even though she was always adventurous when it came to sex, she hadn’t had the experience to explore it. Lawrence aroused in her feelings and experiences that took her over the edge quickly. She bit her lip and grasped the blindfold that he had left on her chair. Feeling the soft material, she put it up against her eyes. The end trailed against her breast, and the soft cloth set off a string of explosions from her breasts down her middle and thighs. Selena sighed in anticipation for what was to come.

  Chapter Seven

  Trying to
distract herself she got up and looked around. There was a fruit basket, and she picked up a ripe strawberry guava and bit into it, the juice dripping down her chin and onto her breasts. She laughed and licked it off relishing the exotic ripe fruit. She finished her treat and licked her fingers. Walking over to the counter Selena disposed of what was left and wiped her mouth. In the fridge, she found a bottle of water. Selena paced the room for a moment, thinking of Lawrence’s habit and smiling that she was getting to know him. Entering the bathroom, Selena took a step back as the light turned on to illuminate her lavish surroundings. In one corner there was a walk in shower with multiple shower heads and a bench. Beside that was a huge circular Jacuzzi with a gentle recline. Selena immediately bent and put in the plug, moving to fill up the tub. As she turned to get up, she noticed a mirror on the ceiling and a soft murmur escaped her lips. She could see the light red mark from where Lawrence had spanked her and she moaned louder moving to rub it.

  Shaking off her desire, she walked out of the bathroom knowing if she got in that Jacuzzi she wouldn’t be able to keep her hands off of herself, and she wanted to wait for Lawrence. That thought buckled her knees as she remembered his skin on hers. The way he touched her and made her explode. Selena walked over to the balcony and opened it for some fresh air. Before stepping out, she realized she was naked and did not want to put on a show for anyone out there. She didn’t even know where she was and for the moment she didn’t care. Up until now she had been avoiding the bed, worried that the restraints would put her over the edge. She was curious now though and walked up and sat down on the plush blankets. There were ornate throw pillows barely covering the restraints, and she grabbed one. The leather was soft with an adjustable buckle. Selena imagined them wrapped around her waist. Pulling on it, she felt resistance. These restraints were strong.