Passions Pique (Passions Pique Satin's Passion)

by Milan, Adrian

  Wow, Derrick was visibly upset. Satin was a little stunned at his counter. Then she remembered that she had stood him up today. They were suppose to clear their calendars and spend the entire day together. Derrick had told her that he had the entire day planned. That he was going to make it a day that she would never forget. But once she left to go see Roland, she never got back in touch with Derrick. Not even a courtesy call to cancel. Nothing. She had just left him hanging. That is what he must be angry about.

  “Derrick, I’m sorry. I know that we were supposed to do something special today, but this business with Mr. Pique was unexpected. I had no idea that an opportunity like this would fall into my lap. And now that it has, I have to do everything within my power to see to its success.”

  Derrick had his hand in his pocket. He was squeezing the engagement ring between his fingers. Tracing the curve of the symbolic circle over and over again. This is the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with. Why is she suddenly speaking to him like he was nothing more than just a co-worker?

  “Satin, what does any of that have to do with what I just asked you? I asked you; Since when do we NOT trust each other? We have been best friends for over ten years. And we have been helping each other with work and everything else for all of that time. Why would this be any different?”

  Derrick was staring Satin directly in the eye. He wanted to drive home the seriousness of his point. And for the first time in her life, Satin did not have an answer that she knew would be acceptable. She was stumped. Something she never dreamed she would ever experience. And she didn’t like it one bit. It made her feel like she had no control. And Satin was the queen of control.

  “Derrick, I don’t have to explain myself to you. I told you that I can’t talk to you about this and that needs to be the end of it. I’m sorry that this messed up our day together, but we can just reschedule whatever you had planned for another time. This is important to me. Without question it is the most important account I’ve ever had. And if I pull this off I’ll be set to retire from this place and start my own investment firm in less than a month!”

  Derrick was miffed. Satin was trying to stress that this could be the most important event of her life. Now Derrick wondered how that would stand in comparison to him pulling out a ten thousand dollar engagement ring and asking her to marry him. At the end of the day, he decided that both were too important to allow one to overshadow the other. Still, he was disappointed in how she was choosing to handle this issue and him.

  “Fair enough Satin. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll let you do whatever it is you have to do.”

  And with that, Derrick strolled out of her front door.

  *****

  Roland watched casually as the events at Satin’s place unfolded. He smiled to himself as Derrick left closing the door behind him. Clearly, Satin is committed to getting the job done. And with any luck, that will be enough to get rid of Derrick Billings once and for all. If not, Roland was prepared to take matters into his own hands.

  *****

  Derrick had taken the elevator down to the lobby and had gone into the buildings dining facilities. He had already made reservations for himself and Satin, it just didn’t make sense to let it go to waste. He was escorted to his table where the meal had already been prepared along with two bottles of their favorite wine. Derrick sat down and stared at the wine glasses.

  “Why is this happening?”

  Derrick was suddenly aware of another presence on his right side. He turned to look, half expecting it to be Satin. It wasn’t. Instead, he was being greeted by Gwen Pastel. Roland Pique’s secretary.

  “Good evening Mr. Billings. How are you?”

  Derrick took a minute to take in how beautiful this woman actually was. Gwen was an extraordinarily small woman to be such a renowned powerhouse in their industry. At 5’1 and 105 pounds, there was nothing physically opposing about her, though she was the picture of health. Clearly she was a fitness enthusiast. She had incredible muscle tone and her skin was always so clear and smooth. She wore no make. She didn’t need it. The woman was just a natural beauty. But she carried herself with a strength and a dignity that commanded authority and class. She was impressive to say the least. Ever the gentleman, Derrick got up from his chair to address her.

  “I’m good Gwen, how are you?”

  Gwen’s smile seemed genuine enough.

  “Are you expecting company or dining alone this evening?”

  Derrick took a quick glance at the empty chair on the other side of the table.

  “My date cancelled at the last minute. Have you had dinner yet? Would you care to join me?”

  Gwen’s smiled broadened.

  “Why thank you Derrick, I would be honored.”

  Derrick step to the other side of the table and pulled the chair out for Gwen. Likewise, she stepped around the table and took her seat. Derrick sat back down and offered Gwen some wine.

  “So, what was the occasion for this set up?”

  Derrick maintained his poker face.

  “No occasion at all. I just believe that if a woman is gracious enough to bless me with her time and attention, at the very least, I can show my appreciation with some fine dining and good conversation.”

  Gwen nodded her approval.

  “If only more men were so considerate.” She chuckled. “Too bad she missed out on this. My goodness, you pulled out all of the stops didn’t you? Were you expecting to get lucky?” She smiled.

  Derrick paused to gauge where Gwen was going with this. Was she flirting with him right now?

  “Oh, I don’t believe in luck, Gwen. Luck is for people too afraid to take control of their own destiny.”

  Gwen raised an eyebrow.

  “Is that your way of saying that you didn’t need luck to get laid after this dinner?” Her smile never wavered.

  “Actually, Gwen,... no. That’s my way of saying that I didn’t even need the dinner if getting laid is what I truly wanted.”

  “Well now, I see you’re not suffering from any lack of self-confidence.”

  Derrick was sure of it now; “Yep, she’s flirting with me.” He thought to himself. They enjoyed the meal, the wine and the conversation. Derrick hadn’t even realized how much time had gone by. They had been there for over 2 hours just conversing. Gwen could tell from his demeanor that he would not be the aggressor in anything sexual between them. He was too much of a gentleman. So she took the initiative herself.

  “Care to walk me to my suite?”

  Derrick was leaving a tip for the waiter.

  “It would be my pleasure.”

  The two strolled arm in arm towards the elevators making small talk. Gwen found herself genuinely interested in everything Derrick had to say. He was funny and extremely intelligent. Quick witted and charming. Gwen had never been with a black man sexually. She had never met one capable of holding her attention for very long. That wasn’t the case however with Derrick.

  “Would you like to come in for a nightcap?”

  Derrick openly scrutinized her invitation.

  “Hmmm, that depends; what exactly did you have in mind as a nightcap?”

  Gwen didn’t even hesitate with her reply.

  “I was thinking some mutually satisfying oral sex as a starter and then we could just see how things progress from there.”

  She was completely straight faced and waited patiently for him to reply before she put her key in the door. Derrick looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a truck. Gwen knew that she had caught him completely off guard.

  “Oh, come now, Derrick, the worse that could happen is that I’m more woman than you can handle and you end up cumming in my mouth before you’re ready.”

  Derrick was struggling for a counter.

  “And what’s the best that could happen?”

  Gwen took a step closer and got a firm grip of Derricks hard on.

  “That I am more woman than you can handle and you end up cummi
ng in my mouth before you’re ready.”

  Gwen gave Derrick a quick smile and then kissed him fully on the lips. Letting the tip of her tongue trace between the crease of his upper and lower lips.

  “Mmmmmm,... I’ve never had chocolate before.”

  Derrick could feel the flame of his passions being fanned, but he wasn’t going to let temptation get the best of him. Not that easily.

  “Wow. Gwen,... thank you, but I can’t. I’m in a relationship.”

  Gwen pressed herself into Derrick’s chest and gave his cock a firmer squeeze.

  “So am I, Derrick, of a sorts. That’s why I’ve come to you. It seems my lover has taken an unhealthy interest in your lover. And it occurred to me that it would be best for all parties concerned if you and I worked together to get our respective mates back in their proper places.”

  Gwen’s words were like a smack to the face. It stunned him and he found himself sobering up very quickly.

  “What are you talking about Gwen?”

  His tone had changed dramatically. Gwen didn’t want this to start spiraling out of control before she could bed him.

  “Come inside so that we can talk in private Derrick.”

  Derrick pushed Gwen’s hand from between his legs.

  “What’s going on? Who are you in a relationship with? How do you know who I am in a relationship with? And what makes you think that something could be going on between them?”

  Gwen took a step back so that she could look Derrick squarely in the eyes. Was that concern or jealousy or simply curiosity that she was seeing reflected in his eyes?

  “Derrick, let’s just go inside so that we can talk.”

  Now, he was getting agitated.

  “I’m not going anywhere with you. I asked you a question. I want to know what’s going on. And I want to know now.”

  Gwen openly smiled. Seeing this kind of passion coming from a man was gratifying. Gwen turned and unlocked her door and then stepped inside before turning back to face Derrick.

  “The lover that I was referring to is Roland Pique. And he just spent the better part of the day having sex with the woman that you love, Satin Silverstone. You and I actually have a great deal to talk about so for the last time, are you coming in or are we going to have this conversation later?”

  Derrick was completely blown away. Was this really happening? Derrick stepped inside of Gwen’s suite.

  “I’m going to need a drink.”

  Gwen smiled again.

  “Oh, I have something much better than that in mind.”

  *****

  Satin had finished a rough draft of what she needed to do and decided to call it a night. She checked her phone for messages and realized that it was well after 10pm. There were no messages from Derrick at all. No texts, no missed calls, no voicemails. She decided to give him a call. Her conscience was tugging at her for how she snapped at him earlier this evening. Derrick was a good man and didn’t deserve the betrayal that she was preparing to commit. But there was a bigger picture here. And their relationship should be strong enough to withstand a single week of impropriety. She had reasoned to herself that this was one of those rare occasions where the end justifies the means. And if by some misfortune, their relationship wasn’t strong enough to survive it, then it simply wasn’t meant to be. Satin dialed Derrick’s number. After the tenth ring Satin hung up the phone.

  “He must be angrier than I had realized.”

  Satin decided that she didn’t want to leave things this way. She grabbed her keys and headed downstairs to Derrick’s suite.

  *****

  Derrick was sitting on Gwen’s sofa pouring his third glass of scotch. Gwen had gone into her bedroom to change out of her dress and heels.

  “Could all of this be true? Satin and Roland?”

  Gwen emerged from her bedroom completely naked. And she was far more beautiful than Derrick had realized. There was not a blemish on her anywhere. Her skin really was perfect. And she was so graceful in everything that she did. Her stride, the mere turning of her head. It was like watching a ballerina that never stopped performing. Gwen walked directly over to where Derrick was sitting on the couch and kneeled on the floor between his legs. Derrick was at a complete loss for words. Every bone in his body told him that he needed to get out of there right now, but his fill of alcohol for the evening had him sluggish. And even if it hadn’t, he knew that he was completely captivated by this woman’s beauty.

  Gwen began taking off Derricks shoes when he protested.

  “Gwen, please stop. We’ve both had too much to drink. This is not what either of us truly want.”

  She had just gotten his left shoe off and was working on the right one when she replied.

  “Derrick, from about 9:45am until about 6pm tonight, the woman you love and the man I adore fucked each other’s brains out in the name of business today. Roland is a master of a great many things. That’s why he is, who he is. I have been his right arm, his personal assistant, his servant and his lover for a long time. I know him, Derrick. And I’ve seen how he is when he is entertaining a passing fancy. A man like Roland needs more than any one woman can give. But this thing that he feels for Satin is different. And he has become fixated on her. And unlike the others, her presence in his life, threatens my position and all that I have worked for. I cannot and will not allow this.”

  Gwen’s words again had a sobering effect on him. She had his shoes off and was now tugging at his pants leg. She wanted him out of his clothes.

  “We have one shot at stopping this before it goes too far and at saving our relationships. But I need your dick right now Derrick. So you are going to have to excuse me for a second. I need to get this out of my system. Gwen pulled hard on his pants and Derrick found himself lifting off of the couch to aid her. This was all happening too fast. But before Derrick could regain control of the situation, Gwen had her hot, wet, mouth down over the head of his cock. Derrick’s eyes closed for a moment as the sensation of her taking in his entire shaft washed through him. The suction from her jaws was incredible. It felt like she was literally trying to draw the seed from his shaft in a single move. Gwen pulled back and gave the helmet shaped head of his dick a passionate kiss. And then she stared at it as if it was something separate from Derrick himself.

  “Magnificent.” She mumbled.

  Derrick was already fully erect and leaking pre-cum.

  “We don’t need to waste anymore time with foreplay Derrick. Let me show you what this is really all about.”

  And with that, Gwen jumped up from the floor and into Derricks lap. She reached behind herself and grabbed Derricks hard on and guided it directly to the entrance of her slick hungry slit. Derrick tried to slow her down.

  “Wait, what about protection?”

  Gwen smiled at him.

  “Oh don’t worry Big Boy, I’ll try not to hurt you too bad.”

  Derrick realized that she was beginning to sink down on his cock. He could feel his shaft penetrating her depths as her walls squeezed and contracted around his girth.

  “Good God, is she cumming already?” He thought to himself?

  “That’s not what I mean, Gwen. I mean condoms!”

  Gwen started popping the buttons on his shirt off as her pussy began a slow rhythmic stroke. She was so wet.

  “I know exactly what you meant Derrick. Not an issue. I want you raw. Just like this. I want you to feel every centimeter of my pussy while it’s sucking in every inch of your dick. Feel my pussy, Derrick. Feel it squirting on you as my juices start spilling down your dick. Feel how hot it is in there? Feel me getting even hotter? Wetter? That’s me wanting you Derrick. That’s me wanting you inside of me. Wanting to feel you filling me up. Stroking in and out of my smoking hot little pussy. Wanting to feel you wanting me even more. Needing me. Fucking me. Fuck me Derrick. Fuck me harder.”

  Derrick’s senses were swimming. His shirt was fully open and Gwen was laying her beautiful 38 double d’s up against his che
st. She took hold of his face to steady his gaze upon her own.

  “See me, Derrick. It’s not enough to fuck me. I want you to see me. Know it’s me. And want it to be me. Choose me now Derrick.”

  She emphasized her point by grinding her pussy down to the base of his cock.

  “Choose me, now.”

  Her face was less than a half inch from his. She snaked her tongue out and parted his lips with it. Derrick’s tongue came out to meet hers and his natural instincts kicked in. And by the third rotation of her hips on his cock, Derrick was mumbling back into Gwen’s open mouth;

  “Yes,... yes baby.”

  Gwen immediately started cumming and Derrick knew it. Her pussy was suddenly like a vice grip. She clamped down on his dick and began convulsing. Gwen’s face changed from one of passion to one of pure lust. And they just sat there in that position until the power of that moment had passed.

  Derrick was far from cumming, but he was enjoying the little spasms he could feel vibrating through his erection from the walls of Gwen’s sex. She was incredibly tight. And now that she had gotten her fix, he was hoping that he could finally get some specifics about what was really going on between Roland and Satin.

  “Talk to me, Gwen. What has Satin gotten herself into?”

  Gwen was still reeling from the earthquake that was still sending aftershocks throughout her body. Her equilibrium was off kilter, but she had her arms wrapped around Derrick’s neck for support. She could feel the ripples of his abdominal muscles against the front of her body. And his cologne, smelled like something exotic from overseas. Very intoxicating. Gwen’s nipples were getting hard again. She put her mouth right against his ear and began whispering to him.

  “Roland has developed a way to control and manipulate small factions of the market. He does this by controlling a few of the most powerful people in the industry through their sexual desires. He exploits their weaknesses and uses it as leverage to effect major changes in the market when least expected. And by being positioned in the right place at the right time, he is able to capitalize on everyone else’s ignorance, creating untold billions in revenue.”