Restricted (Restricted #1)

by Ashley Suzanne

  “This is Kitty,” I mewed.

  “Do you like to come hard, Kitty?” the male voice asked, not wasting anytime and jumping straight to the point.

  “Of course I do, baby. You wanna make me come?”

  “How big are your tits?”

  “Big enough for you to slide your dick between as you fuck them,” I answered, praying that was something that men actually liked. As a woman, I had no idea why that would be enjoyable. It was uncomfortable, a little painful and annoying, but I saw it in a porn one time, so I figured it was an actual thing.

  “Oh yeah, keep talking.” Mentally high-fiving myself, I tried to think of other shit to say to him that would come out natural. I most certainly wasn’t going to go down the horse and pony show route.

  “I want you to come all over my tits. I wanna feel every drop of your desire for me dripping down my body.”

  Through the receiver, I heard the distinct sound of a zipper being undone and the caller’s breathing pick up significantly. So, this is how it’s supposed to work.

  I kept spouting off nonsense that I had never thought of as hot, but he seemed to enjoy every moment. I would have never known that guys liked to come on tits, slap pussies and be bitten. I filed everything away in my sex bank to use when I was really engaging in activities.

  I thought he would be done by now, but I guess he would rather keep going. I was a little sick of leading the conversation, so I directed him to do so and he jumped at the opportunity.

  “I’m gonna fuck your tight little pussy so you can’t walk straight the next day.” That sounded a little intense, but it intrigued me. Levi popped into my mind. I was sure he was the kind of man that could just look at a woman and know if she had ever been fucked properly. And I had not.

  “Yeah, baby, that sounds hot. Keep talkin’. I’m so wet,” I lied, but he enjoyed it.

  “Don’t call me baby. When you speak to me, you refer to me as daddy.” That just took an awkward turn. Daddy? That’s not just something they used in porn? He actually wanted me to call him that?

  “Sorry, Daddy,” I said, stifling a giggle.

  “Tell me how much you like it when I smack your ass as I fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before,” he demanded.

  “Oh, Daddy, I love it. My pussy loves it. Give me more.”

  “Now say my name as I shove my dick in your ass. I’m gonna destroy you.” I can’t. Destroy me? Was that supposed to turn a woman on? All I could imagine was walking around weird for the rest of my life because this asshole wanted to destroy me. Oh, and call him Daddy as he wrecked me for anyone else.

  “Oh, Daddy,” I whispered, debating cutting the call short.

  Before he could get another sentence out, someone knocked on my door, pulling me from the moment. I couldn’t be more thankful.

  “Daddy, I have to get going now. Call me again sometime,” I broke in as he started to grunt with what I assumed was his release.

  “That’s okay, Kitty. Thanks for a good time. I’ll certainly call you back sometime.” God, I hoped not. I’ve gotten all I think I could get from him. He was empty and I needed to find someone a little more normal to conduct my research.

  Horses and Daddies just weren’t in my wheelhouse.

  Oh, well. Another day, another dollar.

  Putting my phone on the edge of the couch after hanging up, I walked to the door and looked out the peephole, only to see my neighbor on the other side.

  “Vi, do you have an extra can of soda? I really don’t want to go out again tonight,” Jessie asked.

  Grabbing one from the fridge, I handed it to her through the door and she was on her way.

  #

  Over the next few days I clocked in and worked a few hours at a time. It would seem that the horse guy was a rare breed—no pun intended—and most men were just looking for some hot phone sex.

  I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on a little bit. Of the ten men I spoke with, there were a few that had pretty normal sexual appetites and were looking for more of a submissive type woman. Kitty was whatever they wanted, but Violet, I wasn’t sure if I would ever be that kind of girl.

  I was too independent. I’d spent too much time loosening my parent’s hold on me just to go and sit at some man’s feet. I’ve read some of those popular erotica novels. There was no way in hell you’d ever find me kneeling on the floor waiting for the attention of my man. You could kiss my ass if you ever thought I’d want to be caned, flogged or whipped. Spank me, sure … but that’s as far as that train traveled.

  Rose and Corey came back from their honeymoon today and scheduled some kind of welcome home event with the wedding party. I knew that Levi would be there and that made me nervous. Ever since the reception when he leaned in and whispered into my neck, I haven’t been able to get him out of my head.

  I was no fool. I knew what he was after and I wasn’t going to give it to him, but that man oozed pure sex. Even though my head was smarter than the other girls he was usually with, my vagina was not in agreement. She wanted to pounce and take him for a joy ride. Yes, my pussy was a traitorous little slut and there was nothing I could do about it.

  Other than making sure we were never alone. There was no way I could control her if that happened.

  As much as I hated to come here tonight because I was far to exhausted from my back to back meetings from Hell, I knew my best friend wouldn’t appreciate my valid excuses so I had to drag myself out of the office and come straight to this intimate party. Nathan and Ashton had other engagements that would exempt them from this celebratory gathering, and since I didn’t have much else going on in my personal affairs, it was mandatory for me to represent them.

  Had I cancelled, I would still be in my office, basking on my assistant Tracy’s blatant flirtations. For the past months, she had gone from subtle to garish, offering her body whenever there was an opportunity for me to take a good look at her goods. If it weren’t for her exceptional skills, I would’ve sacked her long ago…but I suppose there wasn’t any harm in having some good mind foreplay even at work. Things could get too tense or too boring so having her display herself in such a fashion was refreshing to my libido.

  Happy to see my friend crazed in love with his new bride, I waited until he finished his toast during dessert, thanking everyone for their love and support, before I strolled out in the rooftop garden that had a pergola with lots of greenery and fresh blooms about. The torches strategically placed in pots and the soft stream of the garden fountain added a great ambiance—it was peaceful that one might forget that we were in the Upper East Side. The serenity that the place gave me somewhat lifted my sour spirits. The meetings today didn’t go as well as I hoped. The bid in acquiring the green energy company had just gone volatile. I loved to be challenged and hopefully with thorough research and instincts, I’d have a better clarity as to how to go about it come Monday morning. This acquisition would broaden Oliver Holdings portfolio and every gut feeling I had gave me immense approval that this was the right way to go…and I would achieve it no matter the cost.

  “Taking a short reprieve from your band of floozies to celebrate with your best friend?”

  I didn’t have to turn around to guess who was trying to greet me ever so jovially. “In fact yes, a man’s gotta recharge the swimmers. They too get exhausted from too much…ejection.” Smiling down on my whiskey as I spun the amber liquid in the quarter-filled glass, I suddenly felt rejuvenated, as if waking up from a long slumber. “Although there’s always an opening for you, Violet. No need to ask.” And boy will I open her sweet pussy up and dwell on it until she surrendered to me and that razor-sharp tongue of hers would willingly mold to do as I pleased.

  She made an indignant snort. “Oh man-child, your revolving door of slut muffins might sing your praises to the gods, but I’m a different animal. I doubt you could even make a dent.”

  Such a confident woman…full of fire and fight…and the image of her fighting while she wa
s on her back with me in between her legs made my dick jump from excitement. Jesus, she was going to be a great fuck. Deciding to finally face my intruder, she was about a foot away and I immediately went to remedy the gap between us, wanting and needing to see the fire in her eyes…and feel the sexual tension that enveloped us whenever in close proximity of each other.

  Her cleavage was titillating but her lips just begged to be noticed. My heavy perusal of her lush body seemed to have shut her cattiness. I suppose she wasn’t all that immune to my charms after all? Hmm…this was getting interesting. Still not connecting with her eyes, I lavished on her supple body, her neck, full glossed lips and back at it again as I began speaking, “I heard about the pretty boyfriend…guess the bastard couldn’t keep up eh?” Her chest rose much more rapidly the more I stared at it, biting my bottom lip. “Good riddance. Bout time you realized he was a half witted fool who was too focused on himself.” Her lips tempted my cock, imagining those luscious lips wrapped around my engorged cock. “I’d even bet the moron didn’t satisfy that lingering hunger in your body.” Drifting much more closer to her personal space, but not too overbearingly close that she’d panic…but enough for her to smell me and I, her. Her intoxicating perfume played with my nostrils all the way down to my hard cock. “He didn’t even touch a flicker of that fire, didn’t he?”

  She took a sharp intake of breath before her eyes zeroed in on my lips. “You’re hallucinating,” she whispered, breathless.

  I begged to differ…because from what I was seeing, she was just as excited as I was…and her hard peaks that outlined her dress didn’t help much with her lying cause. “Underneath this uptight dress…is a woman waiting to be released from its depravity.” My thumb had a mind of its own as it reached out to gently brush against the outlined of her nipple, making her tremble a little. “Be my kitten…and I’ll let you draw out your claws and scratch me all you want…all this pent-up energy between us…we’re going to be a dynamite in bed and you know it…that’s why you fight me off whenever possible…” Her shaky breaths were making it harder for me to contain myself because all I wanted was to take her up against the pergola and fuck her until sunrise. Slowly, I bent my head to kiss her chin before I placed another on her cheek then her ear. “Yet tonight, you sought me out…is this your way of telling me that you’re ready to be thoroughly fucked?”

  “If I say yes…” she rasped out, “would you be ready whenever I want you? If I say yes, will you teach me how to be a good lover so I can please my next boyfriend?”

  Her next boyfriend? She intended to use me? No one dared to even toy with the idea, best she knew that. “Once you’ve had me…once won’t be enough. You’ll come back for more. So forget about your next boyfriends because I doubt you’d ever look for anything else after I’ve had you.”

  Violet brazenly brushed her lip against my ear, making me groan in satisfaction. Her finger caressed my neck, making my cock twitch twice in a row as I prayed for mercy. “Hmmm…” she moaned in my ear, breathy and aroused as she splayed her hand over my chest. “Let’s see shall we?” She teased as her hand gradually slid lower, taking my heat through my dress shirt. “Great pecs…” She gingerly observed. “Oooh, a six pack too?”

  “I have a whole lot more than that darling,” I grunted out with exasperation and uncontained excitement. “Keep going and you’ll see.”

  “And what about…” Her tongue snaked out of her lips and licked my ear lobe, making me all the more libidinous and mighty aware of her exploration of my body with her hand over my pants. “This.” She gripped my dick with ease before giving it small sweet strokes. “Is this making you horny, Levi?”

  “Fuck yes.”

  “Tell me how horny you are…”

  Sweet torture, and boy did she just give me that. Her type of seduction wasn’t at all that innocent nor was it skillfully done, but either way, I had never been so fucking hard in my life. I knew that if I didn’t fuck her soon, I’d combust in all shades of rage. “Let’s get out of here and I’ll show you how horny I am.”

  “Tsk-tsk…” she moaned with a little exaggeration before she became quite then the hissy fit of giggles exploded out of her. “Keep imagining me, Levi…cause that’s all you’re getting—nothing more.” She gave me a scathing look before she audaciously tapped my lapel before sashaying away, looking quite pleased with herself.

  I watched her walk away, shaken with humiliation and incensed obsession of wanting to punish her.

  It took a good while until my hard cock went from super charged to fizzle down. And the entire time, I imagined all sorts scenarios where I could get her back. I’d seduce her, make her believe about stars and rainbows before I pull a good one on her. She’s going to get it, one way or the other.

  Did she think that she could just seduce me like that and treat me the way she did without having it firing it back to her? She was playing with fire—and I was more that ready to engulf her with it.

  It took me about ten full minutes until my cock was ready to rejoin the crowd, and the moment I stepped back into the party, I didn’t stop scouring until I found my target. When she spotted me approaching, her cheeks reddened profusely as she listened to one of her mother’s friends chatting about some fresh gossip when I interrupted their cozy chitchat.

  “Mind if I speak to Violet for a second? She forgot to tell me what time I could come get her for out date next weekend.”

  The lady smiled, eyes flickering at Violet and I before wishing us luck. Just as she was walking away, I didn’t give her a chance to speak. “Don’t you think it’s a little too late to be blushing? You were practically palming me ten minutes ago.”

  “I’ve had our fun…now drop it, Levi.” She gave me a haughty look, as if she was too good to be seen with me…let alone to be talking to me.

  Well, this whole thing just barely started and I wouldn’t stop until she got what she deserved. Patience was key when it came to women, and Violet, just like the rest of them will play hard to get in the beginning. But once I broke her barriers, she’d be putty in my hands. And that day will come…and when it does, I’d readily reject her just as she did with me. “Let me take you out on a date. I promise I’m harmless.”

  She scoffed. “You make an effort to get to know women? I thought you’re wham bam thank you ma’am kinda guy?”

  “Try me. I might surprise you.”

  “Actually…I wasn’t all that impressed.” She tried to hide a smiled. “I said no before, Levi…and it’s still a no right now.” Her eyes wandered about the room, as if she had better things to do. “Save your breath. You’re not my type.”

  Goddamn it, she was fucking with me, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to applaud her or throttle her all together. “Oh right…I forgot you like them pretty and dull.” My biting comment left her unperturbed.

  “Are you referring to me…or you?”

  I was about to make my counter attack when her sister Rose called upon her to join them for a picture, so I was left fuming in my own anger. And when I couldn’t take looking at her any longer, I strode towards the bar needing a bottle to drink.

  #

  “Dude, don’t you think it’s time stop trying to nail my bride’s sister? You got rejected. Get over it.” Corey joined me in the library just as I opened the new bottle of whiskey.

  I remained quiet, not wanting to comment about the conniving little sister of the bride. She was getting to me and I loathed the feeling of being bested by my own game. What was her deal anyway?

  “I’m serious.” Corey strode towards me, as if he was giving me a warning.

  I darted him an impatient look. “So am I.” Violet Collins…you just made the biggest mistake of your life.

  He shook his head, hoping to enlighten me. “She’s just not into you, bro…it’s cool. It happens once in awhile.”

  “That remains to be seen.” Until she started stroking my cock…and all Hell broke lose. “Don’t worry about it—she’s not all that prett
y. Besides, I’m not attracted to uptight cold women.”

  And just as I finished speaking, the woman herself was standing in the doorway. Pure loathing filled her eyes.

  Good that she heard that, I thought with newfound pleasure.

  After thirty minutes of trying to figure out if I should stay and remain at the party after what had just occurred, I left without saying a word to anyone, not even Corey. I was almost sure that Violet had told her sister about what she heard and knowing how those were close, Rose most likely confronted her newly wedded husband about what kind of a man I was. Usually these things didn’t bother me a bit. Usually. But since this was Corey, and one of my closest friends, this detail sort of got under my skin. Corey knew what kind of a man I was—and he also knew that I was a good—no, I was in fact a great one. I had been his wingman for years and it didn’t matter that he was now married and was considering expanding his bloodline…we had a strong bond and I shouldn’t worry even if he was married or not. He was a loyal trusted friend and nothing was going to change that. Not even Rose’s opinion could sway him from seeing me differently.

  After all, he was just like me not so long ago…a leopard could surely change their spots if they sure meet the right partner.

  “Violet? Why did Levi Oliver just ask you on a date? And more importantly, why did you say no?” Rose asked softly after the Bridal Party shot was done.

  I quickly grabbed her by the arm and directed her toward a corner that was unoccupied. Looking around to make sure nobody heard her, I squinted my eyes, ready to have a full blown argument. She’s always loved Levi, regardless of his womanizing ways. I didn’t know what it was about this guy and the women that fell to his feet when he walked past. He honestly must have some kind of golden dick or something.

  “Levi Oliver is an asshole. He uses women. I figured you of all people would understand why me getting involved with him or someone like him wouldn’t be a good idea. You know what I just went through with him.”