by Riley Storm
“I need you,” she moaned, trembling with every caress of her clit, each swipe of his finger bringing her more pleasure, pushing her ever so closer to the edge. “Please.”
Aaric stopped what he was doing, and in the blink of an eye, had her pants undone and was pulling them and her boring black thong to the ground.
Why couldn’t I have worn something more exciting today?
“Now this isn’t fair,” she giggled as he stepped back to drink her in with his eyes, something Olivia wasn’t entirely used to. With her curves and thickness, the men who had been in her life didn’t often take the time to stop and look.
Aaric, however, was staring. Flat out staring, his eyes wide. She could see his pants growing tighter as his cock grew harder.
“Glorious,” he said in a low, deep voice. “So lush.”
He finished the last word in a growl and once again his hands gripped her waist and lifted her from the floor, pinning her to the wall.
This time, she wrapped her legs around him, uncaring of how exposed it made her feel. She was somehow comfortable around him. Beyond comfortable.
“How are you going to take your pants off like this?” she challenged between kisses. “It’s not so fair that I’m naked and you aren’t, you know. I want you too.”
To emphasize her point, she pushed one hand between them, below his belt and ran her fingers and then her palm across the very evident bulge of his cock.
It was hard. So hard she could feel its entire length and thickness.
“Everything okay?” Aaric wanted to know as he shifted his grip, using one hand to hold her up from below, instead of two hands from the sides.
“Oh yeah,” she mumbled, biting her lip. “Just fine.”
She lost herself in his lips some more, until she heard his pants drop free. Then there was no more time to think about it, because Aaric had both hands back around her waist, and was lowering her onto him.
“Oh my God,” she moaned as the tip of his cock found her entrance.
Aaric hissed. “You’re so wet.”
“Yeah. Just a little,” she confirmed with a laugh. “You have that effect on—ohmygod.”
Her words were cut off as he slipped inside her, several inches of his thick cock spreading her open. “More,” she gasped. The tease had only intensified her need to have him inside her, to take him entirely. It was a burning, pulsing ache that threatened to turn to real pain unless she got what she wanted and got it now.
Aaric lowered her a little more, and Olivia’s eyes rolled back into her skull, resting the back of her head on the elevator. “Oh, fuck, Aaric. Oh fuck.”
He was big. Her body trembled.
“More,” she ordered, barely able to get the word out. “More.”
She didn’t know what happened next. Whether he lowered her all the way, she slipped, or what happened, but more cock than she’d ever experienced filled her, and the world disappeared as she closed her eyes.
Her body exploded. Everything clamped down around Aaric, and he grunted in surprise. “Holy shit, Olivia.”
Hearing him say her name tight with pleasure and arousal sent her into overdrive. She writhed in his grip, head buried in his chest while her body jerked uncontrollably. Pleasure flooded out from between her legs, filling her entire body, blasting it and her mind into mush.
“Aaric!” she cried, nails digging tight into his neck. “Fuck me, Aaric.”
He gripped her waist and lifted, then settled her back down. Slowly. Too slowly.
“No,” she moaned needily. “Faster. Harder. Please.”
Cable-like arms flexed, and Aaric pulled her away from the wall. He held her upright, then pulled her off his cock. She whimpered at the emptiness he left behind, but it was short lived as he set her down on her feet, in full control of her body.
“Face the wall,” he commanded, his voice deep and expecting obedience.
Olivia spun, spreading her palms on the elevator wall, sticking her ass out toward him in a wordless beg for him to enter her again.
Obliging, Aaric stepped up to her. She was so wet he slid right in, until she thought she couldn’t take it anymore. Then he pushed a little deeper, his hips pressed into her ass.
“Yess,” she hissed as his hands closed around her waist from behind. “Take me.”
And Aaric did. He wasted no time, fucking her hard, sliding all the way out before ramming his cock back home. Every time she cried out, sometimes just noise, other times shouting his name. She’d never been used like this, someone else in complete control. She couldn’t be, her brain didn’t respond. All it did was cum.
Over, and over. Sometimes, it was from the feeling of Aaric deep inside her. Other times, he reached around and played with her clit until she gushed. But never did he stop thrusting, stop fucking her.
“Olivia,” he moaned, and somehow, she knew from the tightness in his voice that he was near the end.
“Do it,” she commanded, regaining control of her body. Pulling away from him, she dropped to her knees in front of him. Her hand wrapped around his shaft, feeling the slickness of her own juices, which she used to stroke him swiftly.
It was all he needed. Olivia watched, looking up at Aaric as his face contorted. A second later he groaned loudly and his cock jerked in her hand. Thick, warm liquid splashed out across her breasts.
She gasped in delight and kept stroking him, using both hands as he shot jet after jet across her skin, trailing fire wherever it landed.
Finally, he shivered and a hand weakly waved at her to stop.
Biting her lip, she watched his cock pulse several more times. Feeling naughty at what they’d just done, she reached out and took the last bit hanging from his tip and added it to the already copious amounts covering her breasts and collarbone.
“Well,” she said, sitting back against the elevator as Aaric sagged down next to her, both of them spent. “That was fun.”
Aaric looked at her, then he began to laugh.
A few moments later, she started to share in it, her chest shaking.
A bit later still, she leaned over, still tired, resting her head on his shoulder.
“If this is what you wanted to talk about,” Aaric said softly, “You can come over to chat anytime.”
Olivia hissed as her brain snapped back into place, and guilt flooded her mind.
What had she done? She was here, sleeping with tall and handsome, while back at the office, Angela waited at the mercy of Martinez’ thugs!
“Olivia?” Aaric asked, sitting up. “Olivia, is everything okay?”
Trembling, she shook her head.
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He frowned.
“What is it? Was it bad?” he asked, jumping to the first thought in his mind. “Was it too hard? Did I hurt you?”
He thought he’d been careful to rein in his strength, to keep it contained. It was always a little tougher during intense moments such as sex, but he couldn’t recall her having cried out. Not in pain at least.
“No,” she said, looking down at her chest, where the evidence of their encounter was drying on her skin. “No, of course not. That’s not it at all,” she moaned. “It was great. It’s just…I should never have done it.”
“Oh,” he said sourly, looking away. “I get it.”
“You do?” she asked, sounding surprised.
“Yeah. I do. There’s someone else. I understand.”
Olivia sputtered. “What? No, that’s not what I meant at all! There’s nobody else. Just you. I mean, I didn’t mean it like that. Not that, like, you’re the you, or that it’s you. That you’re you. I mean…” she trailed off.
“I don’t understand,” he said bluntly. “I’ll be honest, this caught me off guard. I…I thought you hated me. Was this a hate-fuck? Is that what this was?”
“Maybe,” she muttered. “No. No it wasn’t. I wanted that too.”
“So, what is it? What’s going on?”
She shifted, removing her head from his sho
ulder, much to his dismay. Aaric hadn’t realized how much he enjoyed being so close to her. How much he craved her touch, her presence.
“Well.” Olivia looked at him, then looked away.
“Well what? Come on, what is it. Just tell me, so that I can help you.”
She slumped down a little lower, inching away from him as well. “Can you sell it to me now?”
Aaric’s eyebrows shot upward as he barely made out the whispered words.
“I’m sorry, did you just ask if I’ll sell you the property now? After we’ve had sex?” He stiffened. “Oh, I get it now. This was a bribe, wasn’t it? You give me your body, I give you the property. Something like that?”
“No,” she moaned, burying her head in her hands. “But I need it. Please. I’ll do anything.”
“I think you’ve already done everything,” he said nastily. “And I’m still not selling.”
He went to get up, but a hand grabbed at his wrist. “Aaric, wait.”
“What now? What lie are you going to tell me next, hmm? God, I can’t believe I was so stupid that I thought you might actually want to sleep with me. That you might not hate me.”
His cheeks burned as he admitted his thoughts. Thoughts he hadn’t realized he wanted to be the truth until he spoke them aloud, but his thoughts nonetheless.
“I don’t hate you,” Olivia moaned, and she got up.
It was awkward, the two of them arguing, while her breasts were still covered in his seed. He felt strangely vulnerable and aroused all at once, and honestly didn’t know how to act.
“Maybe you don’t hate me, but you just tried to bribe me with sex, like it was some sort of currency.”
“No!” she cried, shaking her head.
Aaric frowned. There were tears forming in her eyes now. “Olivia, what the hell is going on?” he demanded, stunned at the turn of events.
“I screwed up,” she said at last.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Not with you,” she said, then stopped. “Well, also with you. But I screwed up bad, Aaric. Really bad. I don’t know where to go.”
Something was wrong, he could tell. Something that he wasn’t aware of. Could this be what she hadn’t been telling him before? Whatever was it that was driving her to such desperate lengths?
“I need your help,’ she whispered, blue eyes pleading with him for understanding.
“Tell me everything,” he ordered, taking one of her hands. “No more secrets.”
Olivia shuddered, taking in a shaky breath. “Okay. No more secrets.”
“Now, start from the beginning.”
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The beginning.
She closed her eyes, both to help with her memory recollection, but also to avoid seeing the judgment on his face. Judgment of her.
“It all started the morning before the auction. It was like any other day, I had no reason to think anything was out of the ordinary, you know?”
“I understand.” There wasn’t any empathy in his voice, but neither was he moving.
Olivia felt suddenly exposed, and she crossed her arms over her breasts. Immediately, she regretted that decision as the almost-dried remnants of Aaric’s cum stuck to her forearms.
“We’ll get you a shower after,” Aaric said. His lips never twitched toward a smile.
At least he isn’t laughing at my expense and is willing to hear what I have to say.
“I got a phone call,” she continued, shifting uncomfortably, unable to cover up her naked body. “From a man named Edgar Martinez. He represented a company from South America. They wanted to build a plant here, a manufacturing plant. It was a big one.”
“So, you said yes.”
“Of course, I said yes,” she growled. “It would have provided nearly fifteen hundred jobs to the community. A multi-million-dollar investment. This was the biggest thing Plymouth Falls would have seen in decades. It would have spurred a whole new era of growth in our town. We needed it. And I was going to be the one who made it happen.”
“What did this Martinez want from you?” Aaric rumbled suspiciously.
“He forwarded me a contract. I was to secure the property, and help his company develop it. A joint partnership. He wanted someone local to work with, that would have a reason to make sure it proceeded smoothly.”
Aaric’s jaw worked. “He offered you money to help, in other words.”
“Yes. A lot of money. It seemed like a no-brainer. I’m the biggest agent in town. Everyone knows me. I get what I want,” she said.
The words had been her mantra for years, but now they felt hollow, empty. She hadn’t gotten a single thing she wanted.
“So, what happened?”
“He sent over a contract. I signed it, not wanting to risk that he would go somewhere else.”
Aaric’s head nodded, and she could see him processing the information. “And then you went to Charles to buy the property, only to be rebuffed. And now you’re desperate, because that contract is a legal document. This Edgar person will be able to exploit you for it. Damages, bad press, you name it. Am I right?”
“Bang on,” she said. “That’s what I thought too.”
“Thought?” Aaric’s expression grew more intense. “What do you mean?”
“That was before several angry, threatening phone calls. And before four men I can only describe as hired thugs barged into my office after-hours and threatened both my life and the life of my assistant if I didn’t use every means at my disposal to get the property.”
Aaric’s eyes glowed gold as he shook. “Someone threatened you?” he rumbled dangerously. “Someone made a threat on your life?”
“And my assistant,” she said, guilt filling her. “And then I had to find you. Because they took my phone. Then I tailed you out here. I was hoping you could call the police. The FBI maybe, I don’t know. Someone to go in there and rescue Angela, and deal with this asshole.”
She was trembling now. Aaric reached out to her.
“I need you to answer one question, with complete and utter truth,” he said heavily.
“Anything,” she said. “Anything at all. No more lies. No more games. It’s all out there now, you know how badly I’ve fucked up.”
“This,” he said, gesturing back and forth between them. “Just now. What was that?”
“That was me being weak,” she said. “Giving into a temptation at the complete wrong time. That was me satisfying an urge, while my assistant is fearing for her life. That was me getting my brains fucked out while four men wait to snap her neck.” She glared at Aaric. “There? Are you happy now? Go ahead, judge me. I guarantee you, it’s no worse than I’m already judging myself. I don’t give a shit.”
“So, you didn’t sleep with me in an attempt to use your body to get what you wanted?”
She stared at him. “No. I just said that. I almost did the other day, at lunch. I had a moment of weakness. I acted like an idiot. But not now, not today. That was something else. Something lingering from the parking lot, I guess. I didn’t expect it.”
“Okay. I believe you.”
Olivia brightened in surprise. “You do? You believe me?”
“Yes. And I’ll help you.”
Her spirits soared. “You will? You mean, you’re going to sell me the property?”
Aaric shook her head and everything crashed back down.
“No, I’m not selling it to you. I need it. But there are other ways I can help.”
“Like what?” she challenged. “That’s the only option.”
“No,” Aaric said slowly. “There might be another.”
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Olivia was thoroughly confused.
“Another option?” she asked slowly. “Like what? You mean calling the authorities? The police. Maybe the CIA? NSA? Who should we call? They only gave me twenty-four hours, so we can’t take too long.”
Aaric frowned. “Twenty-four hours? As of when?”
She looked at her watch, one of the few things she was
still wearing. “As of four hours ago.”
“Still twenty hours then,” Aaric said slowly. “Plenty of time.”
Olivia was growing more confused. “More time for what? What is it you’re planning?”
“I’m planning on getting your friend back,” he stated, speaking with a confidence that stunned her.
“These are hired criminals, Aaric. They probably have guns. Training. They’ll shoot you without thinking, I’m sure of it.”
To her surprise, Aaric pulled her close, uncaring of what was on her skin. He kissed the top of her forehead fiercely.
“There are things you don’t know about me either, Olivia. I can help them, trust me on that.”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh, secrets, eh? Is this where you drop your voice and say, ‘I am Batman’ or something ridiculous?”
“No,” Aaric said with a smile. “This is where I pick you up.”
Olivia yelped as he put action to word. “And then I take you to my room, and we shower. Because nothing is going to happen while either of us looks like this.”
“Are you sure this is the right time for that?” she asked as he padded out into a huge hallway, with high arched ceilings that practically faded into darkness, they were so tall.
“Positive,” he rumbled, the word pulsating through her body from the vibrations in his chest. “We’re both covered in ourselves and in each other. We need to get cleaned up.”
“Then will you tell me what’s going on?”
“Unlikely,” he said.
“I don’t like that,” she pouted, her arm around his neck.
Despite that, despite the secrecy, she felt a sense of calm descend over her. To her surprise, Olivia realized she trusted Aaric. That she believed him when he said he could handle this.
“This is crazy, you know that, right? You’re not some armored vigilante. Call the police.”
“After,” he agreed. “But nobody threatens you and gets away with it,” he growled, his eyes staring ahead, doing that strange thing where they seemed to glow even more golden than usual.
Olivia shivered. “What are you going to do to them?”
Aaric didn’t respond right away. When he did, there was a gravity to his voice she’d not heard before. “I’m going to ensure they know to stay far, far away from you, your assistant, and this town. They aren’t welcome here.”