by Dark Angel
"But doesn't that make the city unaffordable? Like, your projects are forcing the city to homogenize. Don't you think that if you had helped those people without adequate means to relocate to some sustainable housing within the city than you would be maintaining diversity and the integrity of the neighborhood?"
Wow. She's got opinions.
"I guess you're right. But wouldn't you rather see beautiful buildings instead of run-down ones?"
"Yeah, Sebastian, but that's not the point. I'm saying that you're forcing people out of their homes."
"That's what development is, babe. It's not warfare. It's just getting something better in place."
"But what about culture? And those people? You're making downtown unaffordable to live in."
"Everyone wants to be in the city. It's hot property. And, it's where I make my money. Do you think if I only cared about renters’ needs that I would ever make a profit? No, Lily. No."
She looks a little downcast and I know I have caused it. But, what does she expect? I'm not a charity. I'm making the city great, most people would admire that. But not her. Lily's gotta bust my balls on everything.
"I just think it's sad, really," she says and I know she's thinking about her dad and how he didn't want to move no matter what the payout.
"Well, maybe you can help me build a better future?" Her eyes light up at the prospect and I'm glad to have won her over with my charm. Now, I might have to follow through on that but that's a discussion for later. For now, we're pulling up to Lily's brownstone, another old feature of the city which I will gladly replace with something better.
"Thank you for a wonderful day," she says genuinely. "And a great night." With those final words, she blushes and oh, how I love to see her blush.
I pull her hand to my lips and kiss it. Then I darken my gaze upon her sweet face and I say what I mean. "Don't be late tomorrow. I'm warning you."
A crimson flush spreads deeper across her cheeks and I know that the thought of me punishing her excites her. Hell, it excites me and I can feel my cock enlarging against my pants. I place her hand on it and she smiles. She rubs the fabric creating a friction that makes my cock stretch out harder.
"You know, you don’t make the best argument against that.”
She makes me laugh and I know my eyes are dancing. "That's right," I agree. "But. I'll see you tomorrow. Not late." I kiss her cheek and she steps out of the car as soon as my driver opens the door. I watch her beautiful legs and ass and body walk up to the door. I can almost taste her exquisite pussy juices on my lips, but I remain stern and tell the driver to move on, once I've seen Lily get in okay. It hurts to be apart from her and I wish I could take her everywhere with me. I want to protect her but mostly I want to know what she’s up to at every moment.
17
Sebastian
I'm sitting in my office with Mr. Rob Salinger and he's ready to talk development. I have to make a good impression. I always do, but his business is important to me. It could mean many more deals down the line. Nothing can mess up today. I have a lot riding on this.
Luckily I have my favorite personal assistant with me to help. Lily looks perfect, totally on point today and I'm proud of her. I wanted her in this meeting because I want her with me every second, and because I want her to see what it is I actually do and deal with. Maybe it will help her to understand my position in the business world and she won't cling so tightly to the houses that need tearing down.
We're sitting at the small conference table in my office. I like to conduct business here a lot because it has a better vibe and a more intimate basis than the huge conference room across the hall. My office is very elegant, with impeccable modern touches that I, of course, placed there myself. I control every facet of a situation and this is no different. I shouldn’t have a problem making the right impression...in that aspect of the situation, at least.
I'm seated at the head of the table with Lily right by my side. Mr. Salinger is alone with no assistants or anything, which is rare for a man of his wealth. We're discussing the plans he has for Lily's neighborhood and he's going on and on about what he will do. His tone is uncaring and callous and I'm afraid my plan to sway Lily is going to backfire because the man is not being sentimental at all.
"You know," the guy says. "The street is really okay but those godawful buildings have to go. It looks like a slum or something, so old and decrepit."
I can see Lily's face twisting up in harbored rage. She's really pissed.
"I'm just gonna tear it all down in one fell swoop and level the playing field of all that hideousness. Shouldn't take more than four weeks for the teardown. Then I'll have an open view to really design something better. I plan to plop a giant convention center there. And ya know what, that's gonna bring me so much income. With every ticket sold to the place, I'll get a cut. It's all about money my friend. And I plan to make a lot of it. So, whaddya say? Do you want to make a lot of money with me?"
Lily cannot hold her tongue a minute longer and frankly I don't blame her.
"You know sir, there are a lot of good people in that neighborhood and don't you think your money would be better spent improving the quality of their lives? I mean you could install a recreation center on the corner where that abandoned building stands, or a school. Just think of it. The state would probably pay you if you built a decent school...it could have a library, and afterschool programs...and your name would be on the front of it."
Wow, I'm really impressed by Lily's ideas. Astounded is more like it. For a girl her age to have such a scope of reality, well, that’s pretty unique. I can see, though, that Salinger is having none of it.
He stares at me, rage in his eyes. "Who's this? You've got your little secretary weighing in on important meetings now? Listen, little girl, your job is to sit there and look pretty, not to speak. Alright?"
He laughs as though he's in the right and like he's the funniest person ever.
"These girls," he continues. "You've got to train them; otherwise they get too big for their britches." He laughs and pats his pot-belly, but before he has a chance to lean back in his seat, I've got him by the collar and I'm throwing him out of my office.
"Stay out, asshole. Where'd you learn to talk to women that way?"
I close the door on his stunned retort, whatever it was...I didn’t hear because when he insulted Lily it filled me with rage.
I'll not have anyone talking to Lily that way. She's my angel and I would never want her to feel hurt by a guy like that. I might've just cost myself a lot of money right there but I wouldn't take it back. Lily has to know that she's smart and beautiful, and everything and that a guy like that is a dime a dozen and they don't matter, wealth or no wealth. He’s evil where she’s pure. "Geez Sebastian," she says in a low voice. "You really stood up for me there."
I go over to her and cup her sad face in my hands. "Listen to me, Lily. You forget everything that guy just said to you. Just erase it from your memory. He doesn't know what he's talking about, okay?"
I lean into her and kiss her soft lips and I feel myself becoming enraged at the guy for hurting my princess.
"Am I in trouble?" she asks timidly. "You know, for ruining your deal?"
I pull her up so that she's in front of me and I look at her sternly. "I will never, ever punish you for speaking your mind and for standing up for yourself. I want you to always do that in any situation, even with me. Okay? You were perfect in there and that guy just couldn't handle what a gorgeous person you are, inside and out. He's slime. Not worth your time. I will always protect you from dirt like that."
She seems relieved and I'm glad I could comfort her but this incident just made me acutely aware again of Lily's innocence. I never want her to lose that, but she needs to understand that she has great ideas and that she can walk all over these kind of men. She just has to harness her power instead of running from it. Lily made me so proud today and losing money was worth it to see the tigress rise in her. Though I'll al
ways want to have control over her, she could have control over this entire corporation if she wanted. She's smart and I trust her every move.
18
Lily
It’s still hard for me to understand how everything unfolded up to this point. But it happened… And now, Sebastian and I are two inseparable and matching pieces… I’m so glad that when he offered me the assistant job, when he presented that contract, that I took it all. Because I obsessively desire him on a level I barely understand. On an animalistic, primal level.
No matter; he’s here now. Sebastian looks so sexy behind his desk, with his feet resting on top of it. I can feel his eyes on me as I come through the door his stare is so intense as I raise my eyes to meet his. Our moment is so intense it makes my clit flutter and I can feel the fabric of my panties getting wet. Moving towards the conference table that is situated in the middle of Sebastian's office, he motions with his finger for me to sit on the edge of it. I do as instructed and make sure to pull my skirt up to my waist. The marble conference table top is cold on the thin lace fabric of my panties. I bite down on my bottom lip as Sebastian moves closer to me. His hands take hold of each side of my head and he brings his lips to meet mine. His lips pull mine free from the tight grip I have on it, wrapping his lips around it. He starts sucking on it as his hands slide in between my thighs caressing the now soaking wet fabric of my panties. Sebastian moves my hands behind my back. I hear his sexy voice in my ear telling me to interlock my fingers together. I do as I am told, gladly and without hesitation, Sebastian's tongue moves up and down my neck teasing me. He is driving me crazy and he knows it.
Sebastian rips my shirt open, exposing my breasts to him he holds me back from him. He admires my perfect, supple breasts before he starts to suck on my soft skin and continues on his journey to take me to the edge of sheer erotic madness. His tongue trails down my stomach as he makes his way to my clit, Sebastian uses his teeth and pushes the fabric that is clinging to it to the side. The feeling of him pulling my clit into his mouth is too much to bear I can no longer hold back the moan that has been begging to escape my lips.
“Ohhh!” I squeal as my cum squirts all over Sebastian's face. I’m squirting so hard after his ministrations have started, I’m just coming so hard, and I can’t help it, he makes me shake so uncontrollably with lust. He tightens his lips around my pussy as his tongue slides over and laps up all my sticky sweetness. The hold I have on my own fingers is so tight that my fingers start to tingle. It feels like he is trying to suck my soul out through my pussy, when all of a sudden he releases his tight hold on my pussy leaving my throbbing clit exposed to the chill of the office air. Before I have a chance to regain my composure, Sebastian’s kissing me. The soft skin of his lips are slick with my juices and they taste wonderful on the tip of his tongue. As he starts to use his tongue to explore my mouth, he takes hold of the back of my head and I can feel him pushing that amazingly delicious load into my mouth, I accept it graciously as I let it coat my throat.
I take one hand to his cock, pressing against his cock with the open palm of my hand and rubbing over it. Softly, I trace its contour with just the tip of my fingers, imagining how it will feel to have his long cock sliding inside of me mercilessly. He’s so damn big; he’s so huge that I still have a hard time understanding how it’s even possible for something like it to exist. His shape is long and thick, perfect in all ways, and I can’t help but salivate at the thought of having him deep inside my mouth…
My heart races fast as I try to wrap my mind around the fact that something as big as his throbbing member has already been inside of me, that huge head of his pushing against my folds and stretching me wide. I’m the luckiest woman in the world, there’s no denying it.
With that mental image engraved in my mind, I start unbuttoning his pants, brushing my fingers over his silk boxers. My heart is drumming anxiously inside my chest, and I slide my hand under his underwear, my fingers curling around his member as if they have a life of their own. I start stroking him; I can’t wait to feel each and every inch of his cock deep inside of me.
If we keep going at it like this he’s going to own me, I just know it. I don’t ever want to be anything but his, really, and that sounds so good. What could possibly be better than having my body completely destroyed by Sebastian’s massive cock? Not many things, I’d wager.
I caress his balls with my other hand, still grasping his cock tight while I move my hand up and down, from his tip to the base, marveling at his size. I need it inside of me again. I need that as much as I need air to breathe and my heart to beat. It would be a sin to waste such a majestic gift, don’t you think?
He nibbles at my lower lip, his hands going down my cheeks and neck to the round mounds of my breasts, grabbing and squeezing gently. Possessed by what I’d describe as an insatiable hunger for my breasts, he slides the shoulder straps of my dress down my arms and then leans into me and starts sucking on my right nipple, pulling down the cup of my bra and holding it in place with his long fingers. I can’t help but moan as his tongue dances in circles around it, lapping at it endlessly.
Sebastian leans into me, his lips against my ear, and he whispers.
“I can’t get enough of you, Lily. And I’m going to fuck you very, very hard.”
Blood rushes to my cheeks as he says it, and I almost come at his words. Really. Having Sebastian whisper those things at me is better than almost everything I have experienced during my short time here on this Earth. I could have him perched on my shoulder 24/7 whispering those things at me, and I would never get tired of it. Only problem I can see with that is that I would spend the whole day completely wet. But then again, that sounds just about perfect. I think that Sebastian would actually enjoy tormenting me for being so wet all the time, now that I think about it.
I don’t even know how it's possible for me to be so damn wet. Is it possible to die of dehydration this way? Mm, well, I guess not; my whole body is still aching for him, so I’m still with the living, for now.
Sebastian pushes me down on the conference table in his office, his hands darting to my back and lodging themselves there. In a sudden movement he is on top of me, our bodies pressed against each other as we kiss. Am I still alive? Have I died and gone up to heaven? As he sucks and licks my nipple I can’t help but wonder if paradise is just that—Sebastian sucking and nibbling at my tits.
He squeezes my breasts hard as he sucks on them; then one of his hands goes down my belly and still over the fabric of my dress, he presses it over my eager pussy, rubbing it slowly with just the tip of his fingers. I grind against his hand, swaying my hips and trying to sate the aching desire my insides feel for him. Damn, I can feel every nerve ending in my body yearning for his cock. After being with someone as big as he is, I can’t help but feel lucky if I’ll be his forever like I think we both want. I doubt I’d ever find someone capable of bringing me such pleasure. Not to mention he’s not only big… He actually knows how to use it. It’s not hard to understand why so many people envy him; he’s rich, well endowed, and above all, he’s a true expert. A master of trades beyond business.
His hand goes down my waist and he slides it under my dress, his fingers hiking up to my thong; with a flick of his fingers, he pushes the small string of fabric to the side and brushes one finger slowly against my clit. I shudder and exhale sharply as he presses down on it. Damn, it’s like being hit by lightning. I can’t see, I can’t speak, I can’t hear—all that I feel are his fingers slowly stroking my pussy.
I thrust my hips upwards against his hand; I can’t handle all this teasing, I really can’t. I’m going to die of anticipation. Then, as if he’s capable of hearing my thoughts, he pushes my hips down on the table, the palm of his hand pressing hard against my pussy. He lets one finger go inside of me in an upward motion, and before I can even let out a heartfelt moan, he has his thumb over my clit again.
He lets go without a warning, the absence of his touch almost too painful to e
ndure.
Getting up, he grabs my hand and makes me stand; with a sudden movement, he has me pinned against the wall.
I close my eyes as he runs his hands through my hair and pushes it back. We stand there in a silence only broken by the sounds of our ragged breathing, our bodies brushing against each other as we just savor that sweet closeness.
When I open my eyes I see him looking at me, his lips slightly parted as if he’s lost in a daze. My hands go to his chest, my fingertips feeling the rough outline of his muscles with deliberate care. He’s so perfectly sculpted that I believe not even the renaissance masters of old would be able to sculpt him in all his glory.
Sebastian reaches for my mouth with his, kissing me in abandonment. My heart flutters as I kiss him back, my lips submitting to one of the absolute best moments of my life. I could stay here forever, lost in this sweet trance.
His hands go down the side of my body and I tremble in anticipation, feeling his fingers stop at my waist and then make their way under my dress and up between my thighs. Once again I quiver as he presses down on my clit, the gentle warmness of his fingers making my body feel light and relaxed.
Softly, he parts my outer lips with a slow flick of his fingers, and I gasp as he slides one inch of his finger inside me. Slowly, he feeds it into me, each inch drawing a trembling moan out of my lips. He’s teasing me, giving me a slow burn now that we’ve both had a taste.
“Oh, my…” I start, but he doesn’t let me finish it. The words die in my throat as he slides one more finger deep inside me in a hook motion, going straight for a secret spot I didn’t even know existed inside me. It’s like he knows my body better than I do, as absurd as that sounds. He presses there, making my whole body burn; my muscles tense up as he rubs his finger deep inside me, and I arch my back as something snaps in me and ecstasy floods my mind.
