by Jessie Cooke
I opened my eyes and I was facing the door. Mark was standing in the doorway. He still looked so handsome and he looked happy. His life was finally going his way. His hard work and integrity was finally paying off. I had no right to ruin that for him because of a silly, schoolgirl crush.
“Axel…” He slowly pulled his head back and looked at me. He had that look in his eyes again…the one that made me think he wanted to kiss me. “Mark’s here. I’m going to go over and say hello.” His eyes didn’t waver from my face. They flickered down to my lips and back up to my eyes and no matter how hard I tried to suppress them, the butterflies in my belly took flight. After what seemed like an eternity he took a step back and let go of me. I still didn’t know what to say to him, so I gave him a ridiculous nod of my head…and I went to my boyfriend. My future.
16
Axel
I stood on the dance floor where she left me and I watched Holly go to her boyfriend. I hated this feeling. I hated it because it was the one thing in my life that I couldn’t control. Feelings are so messy. I don’t like messy. I turned away from the sight of Holly in Mark’s arms and I went back to the table. I had just sat down when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up into the beautiful face of a woman named Sonja. Sonja works at the club that I own. She’s a dancer…and she’s hot.
“Hello Axel,” she said in that sexy Mediterranean accent of hers.
“Sonja, you look…good enough to eat tonight.” My eyes flicked back towards the door. Holly and Mark weren’t there. I looked around the room and saw them on the dance floor. She was in his arms and she looked comfortable there…happy.
“It’s been a long time,” Sonja was saying, “You don’t call me anymore Axel.” She stuck her full bottom lip out in a sexy pout. My dick twitched. I looked back at Holly. She’s so fucking beautiful. I stood up and took hold of Sonja’s arm. She didn’t question me…she didn’t argue…she just let me lead her out through the back doors of the ball room. I used to like that. It made me feel powerful. I was better off when this was good enough.
As soon as we were outside, I shoved her against the wall and crushed my mouth down on hers. I pushed my tongue into her mouth…I shoved it in as deep as it would go and let it taste every surface. She tasted like peppermint and champagne. My dick was hard as a rock now and I pushed my hips into her belly. I felt her reach down and take hold of the top of my pants. She unbuckled my belt. I grabbed one of her big tits with one hand and pushed the low-cut neckline of her dress down with the other. I bent down and sucked it into my mouth. I felt her hand go down inside my pants at the same time. She grabbed onto my cock and stroked it while I sucked on her tit. The more she stroked, the more excited I got. I started biting her…not hard, but enough to cause her to groan. I finally pulled my head back up and looked at her. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing hard.
“I’ve missed you,” she said. I looked into her brown eyes and I saw nothing but lust there. She wanted to fuck me…but she could care less about me. She wouldn’t want to talk to me about my car…or listen to me talk about Jamie Lee and how he stole my song. She wouldn’t care if I was addicted to cocaine or not. She wasn’t going to shiver when I touched her. Shit! Damn that Holly!
“I’m sorry, Sonja.” I took a step back and tucked my dick back into my pants. I’d have to spend some time with him later. He and I and the image of sweet Holly have been spending way too much time together lately. He’s going to expect a ring if this keeps up.
“What? What’s wrong? What did I do?”
I tucked my shirt back in and zipped up my pants. “You didn’t do anything Sonja. It’s me.”
“I’m all hot and bothered Axel. You’re not going to send me back to the party like this, are you?”
Shit! She’s right. It’s not fair. I’d be really pissed if she’d done the same to me. I moved back in close to her and lifted her dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties…why was I not surprised? She tried to kiss me as I slid my hand across the top of her mound. I pulled my head back and I let my middle finger slide along the outside of her lips. She was soaking wet and my poor cock was straining to get out. She moaned and I knew she was already close and this wouldn’t take long. I pushed my middle finger up inside of her.
“Oh Axel, that’s it baby…put another one in me, please.” I slid a second finger into her and started moving them in and out of her, stroking her slowly at first, letting my thumb come up and begin circling her engorged clit. She was thrusting her hips, grinding herself down onto my hand…so I picked up the pace. I used one hand to press her back against the wall and the other continued its assault of her hot, wet pussy. I watched her face and it only took a minute or two before that look of release crossed it and I felt her come against my hand. I kept moving my fingers slowly, releasing the pressure on her clit a little at a time. When I felt her body relax completely, I pulled them out. I let go of her and took a handkerchief out of my pocket. I used it to wipe her juices off my hand.
“That’s all you want Axel?” she said, still panting.
“For tonight, sweetheart.”
She nodded. “Thank you.”
“Mm hmm.” I tossed the handkerchief in the trash can and waited for Sonja to adjust her dress and smooth down her hair. I pulled open the door to the ballroom and led her through. The first thing I did was seek out Holly with my eyes. She was sitting at “our” table with Mark. They had their heads together and I could see her little body shake as she laughed. I’m a terrible person, but that just pissed me off. There was something that I needed to tell them. I think it’s going to make her look at him differently. Like I said, I’m a dick.
After going into the men’s room and washing my hands. I made my way back to my table. I had to stop and talk to about ten people along the way. Some of them were employees and others of them executives from the companies that I’ve merged with over the years. When I was finally almost there, Holly looked up and made eye contact with me. She smiled but, if I’m not mistaken she clutched Mark’s hand even tighter. He saw me too and stood up.
“Axel…I’m Mark Grant.” As if I didn’t know that. I just hired him to run one of my fucking companies. He held his hand out and I shook it.
“Pleased to finally meet you, Mark.”
“I want to thank you…but I can’t even find the words. I’m so excited about this new job…”
“You don’t have to thank me. Just do a good job. That’ll be enough.” Holly still hadn’t said a word. I looked at her pretty face and I almost didn’t go through with it. Then I looked back at Mark and I thought about him possessing her the way that I wanted to. “Did you sign the contract?”
“Yes. We got all of the paperwork signed.”
“Did you read the contract?”
“Of course.”
“Did you agree with everything in it?”
He looked puzzled and now so did Holly. “Yes…I mean, there was that part about Holly, but I’m assuming she can make her own decision about that.”
Holly turned her head sharply and looked at him. “What do you mean, “That part about Holly?” What about me?” Mark was looking at me like he wanted me to tell her. I have to admit that I was surprised he signed it without discussing it with her first. This would definitely have to work to my advantage. I stayed silent and Holly said, “Mark?”
He turned towards her and said, “The contract says that in order for me to maintain my position as co-CEO…You have to agree to stay in New York and work with Axel.” I got the feeling from the look on Holly’s face that Mark and I were both in trouble. This should be fun.
17
Axel
I got to the office early on Monday morning. I had a big day. Blake was coming in with his little sister so that we could talk about a contract…and I’m sure I have an ass-chewing from Holly on the horizon. I was slightly disappointed Saturday night when after finding out she couldn’t go to L.A. with her boyfriend if she wanted him to have the fancy job…s
he took him by the arm and left the party. I know it’s twisted, but I was looking forward to seeing her get all riled up. She works so hard at always being appropriate and ladylike. I fantasize constantly about seeing her down and dirty…that’s why I’m here so early today. I didn’t sleep all night just thinking about it. Well, that and some really good Peruvian blow.
“What are you trying to do to me?” That was how Holly entered my office. She slammed the door behind her and didn’t stop until she was right in front of my desk. She looked like a woman on a mission, and so hot. She was wearing a light pink pencil skirt and a white blouse. It might be my imagination but I really think I can make out a couple of dark nipples if I squint hard enough.
“Good morning, Holly.”
“Good morning.” Even angry she was polite. “What are you trying to do to my relationship with Mark?”
I feigned a confused look. “I’m sorry Holly, I’m not following.”
“Bullshit!” There it is. The spitfire in her is coming out. I have chills. “You specifically stated in that contract that I can’t go with him to L.A. Why?”
“Because I need you here.”
“Bullshit!” I almost laughed. I wondered if that was the only cuss word she knew. “I’m a secretary and not that great of one to boot.”
“Don’t talk like that about yourself Holly. You’re a great secretary and I also enjoy your company.”
“See! That’s it right there. You can’t keep me three thousand miles from my boyfriend because you enjoy my company. That’s just twisted.”
“Mark is free to turn down the offer.”
She rolled her eyes. “You offered him the moon and the stars. What kind of selfish girlfriend would I be if I wanted him to turn that down? You set me up Axel, just admit it!”
“I just don’t want to lose you Holly, is that so bad?”
“Secretaries are a dime a dozen. Maggie could have another one for you in five minutes.”
“Not one like you…”
“Grr!” She growled. I’m so turned on right now. She spun around on her sexy six inch heels and marched towards the door. I tried to hide my lustful smile as she spun back around and said, “Blake and Samantha Daniels will be here in fifteen minutes.” Then she marched all the way out, slamming the door behind her. Damn! I really want to touch myself right now.
HOLLY
I can’t believe I just yelled at my boss like that…I’m still shaking. He just makes me so angry. I know that he’s doing this to get me away from Mark. He has to be. There is no other logical explanation. What I can’t figure out is why? The man is literally the hottest billionaire on the planet. Granted, he does have issues with his social skills, but I personally know quite a few women who would gladly ignore that fact. Why me? He has been flirty and at times even bordering on inappropriate…but he’s never made a move outright. If he’s so interested in me that he wants to send my boyfriend three thousand miles away…then why not?
I wanted to growl again. It’s not just Axel, it’s Mark too. I thought he would be furious about that little clause in the contract. But instead, he tells me that we can fly back and forth and see each other every weekend. We can “spend vacations together.” That’s not supposed to be the point. This big opportunity for him should be a big opportunity for both of us. I already had us married and having kids in my head. I don’t want a long-distance relationship. It will never work!
The elevator dinged and Samantha Daniels stepped off with a cowboy that took my mind off both Mark and Axel…at least for a few minutes. This must be her brother Blake. I think I remember watching something he was on one night. He was singing a duet with Kyle Case…another hottie. Jesus! I really need to see a doctor about these hormones.
“Good morning,” I said with my best professional smile. Samantha smiled at me and her cute little dimples indented. The cowboy smiled too…my heart was racing. Seriously, these hormones are out of control.
“Hi Holly,” Samantha said, “This is my brother Blake.” Hot cowboy guy held out his hand and I took it. It was calloused, probably from playing the guitar and I had a micro-mini fantasy about what it would feel like all over my body.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Holly.” He had a thicker accent than Samantha does. It’s not my fault I’m so horny all the time. There’s just too much hot, male flesh running around this place.
“You too, Blake. If you two would like to have a seat, I’ll let Axel know that you’re here.” I got up and watched them go over and take a seat. They looked so wholesome…like Donny and Marie. I shuddered at the thought of Axel taking this pretty little thing under his wing. Maybe that’s why her brother is here…he knows how Axel operates. I didn’t knock; I just pushed the door open. Axel jumped. I couldn’t see what he was doing behind his desk, but one of his hands was unaccounted for and he looked nervous. I just raised an eyebrow and said, “Blake and Samantha are here.” He nodded and said,
“Give me five minutes and then let them in. I want to…get the contract in order first.” He’s lying. He wants to zip up his pants and wash his hands. I already prepared the contract for him on Friday afternoon and left it on his desk.
“Sure,” I said before turning back towards the door.
“Holly!”
“Yes?” It was taking everything in me to remain professional. I was still so mad at him.
“Can you run some errands for me?”
Suppressing a sigh I said, “Of course. What do you need?” He held out a piece of paper.
“I’ve written it all down for you.” I had to go close to the desk to get the paper. He wasn’t standing up. I took it out of his hand and looked at it. He wanted me to take the car and have it detailed, drop off some new employment contracts at the club in SoHo and go by his apartment and pick up another file he left there. He reached into his top drawer and pulled out two sets of keys. One I recognized as being the key to the Aston Martin and the other set were his apartment keys. He handed them both to me…leaving the red one on the ring this time. Hmm, this might be interesting after all.
“Okay, I’ll be back soon.”
He grinned like he was up to something…or maybe he was just trying to get back on my good side. “Take your time.” I had half a mind to send in Blake and Samantha now and make him zip up in front of them. I bet that would go over great with the brother.
I gathered my things and waited the five minutes to send them in. I wouldn’t want to subject sweet Samantha to all of that. Once they’d gone into the Lion’s den, I left to run Axel’s errands. The car detailing took a while, but they fed me fresh fruit and gourmet coffee, so who was I to complain? Over an hour later I was on my way to SoHo. I left the contracts with the new manager, a man Axel moved over from one of his places in L.A. I wondered briefly if Axel had made his girlfriend stay behind…but then realized that was silly. It’s the men that Axel wants out of the way.
Lastly, I went to Axel’s apartment. I let myself into the penthouse and stood on the threshold, contemplating using the red key. I know snooping around private property is bad…but the curiosity was killing me. Besides, I was so mad at him it seemed the least I could do to get even. I walked down the hall and stopped in front of the door. I had the key raised before I properly chastised myself. What the hell was I doing? How would I feel if he let himself into my apartment and went through my things? I’d be pissed and he’d have a right to be pissed at me. I turned away and went back into the living room. I saw the files on the table and collected them. I started to head for the front door and once again looked down at the red key in my hand. He’d forgotten to take it off because Blake and Samantha had shown up during his…free play session. What if I never got the opportunity again? Would it kill me to not know what’s in there? No…but it might drive me a little bit crazy. Just one peek. That’s not technically going through his stuff…right?
I sat the files on the table by the door and moved back towards the room. I stood there again with the key in
my hand. My inner voices were having an argument and while they were distracted I slipped the key in the door and turned it. The door opened up a crack and all I could see was an eerie red light coming through the slat. That almost frightened me enough to turn and run…almost. My curiosity was even more peaked.
I pushed open the door and I was standing in an opulent “dungeon.” Along one wall, far in the back hung feathers in every color, shape, size and design that a person could imagine. Underneath those feathers was a giant four poster bed, outfitted with purple leather restraints. Between that bed and the next corner was a stripper pole…and God help me but I think there was a trapeze. The wall was adorned with black and white photos of naked women…all with brown eyes and long dark hair like mine, entangled in ropes and leather. In the other corner was a giant glass shower. The shower was outfitted with a metal ring that hung from the ceiling with ropes draped across it. There was a couch and recliner…and between them is a table filled with the biggest dildo’s I’d ever seen…and wire brushes. My mouth gaped wide open again when my eyes landed on a swing…fully outfitted with restraints and some kind of apparatus that I wouldn’t even chance a guess on. Moving on from there the wall was covered with shelves full of cuffs and sex toys and what look to be torture devices. There was a big wooden apparatus that I could only guess from my recent travels to the BDSM sights was a whipping post…and a bench that I believe is used for spankings. Holy shit Batman! Axel is a freak!
