Nic stopped by his club for a few minutes, to greet the new guest DJ, some kid that all of the clubbers seemed to know. He saw Amber sitting in her usual VIP booth. It had been awhile since he had seen her, but he nodded in her direction. She pouted and turned her head away from him. Probably best, under the circumstances with his new project. A project he was more eager than he'd like to admit to get back to.
He drove his Aston Martin to his loft downtown, in anticipation of what the night would bring. Nothing turned him on more than having complete control.
"Have a good evening, Mr. Andretti," the old doorman, Sam, said as he held open the glass doors. "You too, Sam," Nic replied, as he entered the building. He pressed his personal code into the elevator keypad and it stopped off on the top floor. When he opened the door, he scanned the main room, but he didn't see her. Had she backed out on their deal? Fuck.
He sighed and placed his keys on the counter. His loft stayed amazingly clean. He had a housekeeper who came twice a week, but he was really paying her for nothing. He never used this condo. He preferred to stay here, since this was his getaway, but he usually never had time to actually 'get away'.
He tried to ignore the disappointment he felt, rationalizing that she was a nobody and he shouldn't be concerned with it. He removed his jacket and started unbuttoning his dark blue dress shirt. He walked to the back room, and as soon as he walked through his bedroom door, he felt something hard hit the side of his head. Motherfucker! It wasn't strong enough to knock him over, but it hurt like a son of a bitch. He figured someone was trying to rob him. This bastard was in for more than he expected.
He turned and grabbed the culprit, slamming him down on the floor.
"Oww!" the robber exclaimed, in a girlie voice. He got to his feet and picked the small figure up and turned on the light.
"Damn it, Victoria! What the hell were you doing?" he asked, gripping her hands and pinning her against the wall. He couldn't believe she had the audacity to attack him.
Victoria just stared at him, her neck hurting from looking up. She had planned to knock him out, but after that she wasn't quite sure what to do. She had sat there for hours, determined not to let this man get the best of her. She was a good person, and she wasn't going to let him take that from her.
Nic held onto her, staring down at her beautiful face. Both of them were breathing hard. He felt the throbbing in his head from the object she hit him with, which pissed him off. But that anger that was coursing through him, also made him want to fuck her senseless.
He released one of her hands and grabbed her throat. He lightly squeezed the soft flesh, wondering when he would start to see fear in her eyes. She put up a good front, but he figured she was scared of him. Most people were.
A shiver immediately went through Victoria's body and it erupted at the apex of her legs. The harder he squeezed, the wetter she got. What the fuck was wrong with her?! She had never experienced abuse like this. She didn't know why it was affecting her this way. She was supposed to be crying and screaming, not getting turned on.
Victoria knew it was now or never. She brought her right hand up to his throat, to reveal a tiny sharp blade.
Nic instantly felt the cold metal against his neck. He also felt a slight burning, so he knew she had cut him already. All she had to do was press harder, and he'd be bleeding all over the carpet. But he also still had his hand wrapped around her throat and his knee pressed in between her legs.
"Oh, I get it. Kill me now, and your debt will be wiped away, yeah?" he whispered to her, his eyes pinning her unsure chocolate eyes.
Victoria couldn't answer him. Only a small amount of air was getting through to her lungs. She would have to do it soon, or else she would pass out.
"Go ahead, do it. Although I'm sure you lack the balls to. You're a good girl, aren't you?" he teased, even though the blade rested by his throat. She didn't say anything back to him. He was getting fed up with her little game. She had a hard lesson to learn, if she thought she could scare him and turn him into a pussy."Put the blade down. Now," he growled, low and menacing, while squeezing her neck even tighter. Victoria wanted to cut him. She prayed for the courage to do it. But he was right. She was a good girl. The worst thing she had done to date, was cheat on a history test. But that's because she had spent all night adding numbers at her father's restaurant and barely had an hour of sleep before she had to go into school.Victoria's body trembled. She was scared shitless. He wasn't letting go of her neck, and he was staring deep into her eyes, like he enjoyed watching her squirm. She slowly lowered her hand and then dropped the blade. As soon as it hit the floo
Nic felt her pussy tighten around him, so he pulled out of her instantly. Fuck her, if she thought he was going to make her come. She didn't deserve it. He pulled the condom off and jerked his dick until he sprayed his come all over her ass. He watched the contrast as his pearly white liquid dripped down her milk chocolate skin. Fuck, that looked so good. When he was completely empty, he stood up from the couch and walked past her and went into the bathroom to clean up.Victoria couldn't believe it. She needed that release. The least he could have done was give her that. But then again, she shouldn't have been enjoying it. She immediately fell to the couch. She was so embarrassed. Now that he knew she was about to come, he really probably did think the worst of her. He probably thought that she had enjoyed him treating her like a slut. Did she? No, of course not. Her mother taught her better than that. And she had 13 more days of this to expect. For some reason, thinking abou
Nic had to get out of there. He didn't know this girl, nor should he give a shit about her, but he found himself wanting to turn the car around and go back. Explain his behavior to her. What the fuck was wrong with him? Nic had to floor the pedal all the way back to his house. If he had slowed down at any moment, he would have gone back. And fuck if she wasn't the best lay he had experienced in awhile. His body physically craved to be with her again. Inside her. He wished he could have made her come, but he was more determined to prove his point. But the fact that she had been into it, made him smile. She had wanted to come. Next time...he'd make her beg, he thought with a wicked grin.Later that night, Nic lay in bed thinking of her. Victoria. What was it about this girl that made him anxious to see her again? He loved that she really didn't seem to know how attractive she was. She had probably spent most of her days in large shirts and khaki pants, which was the uniform at
Victoria walked over to the couch and retrieved the bag. She walked into the bathroom and did as he asked. When she changed into the lingerie, she realized what a beautiful sexy outfit it really was. The light blue complimented her honey-kissed, mocha skin. And the expensive, soft material felt divine sliding across her body. Were she on her honeymoon...this would have been perfect. She would have felt like a sexy princess. Instead, she was acting like a cheap woman to please some sick psycho who her father owed money to. Amazing how a different scenario could cause an outfit like this to make her want to vomit. She quickly wrapped the small white rob around her body and exited the bathroom.Nic looked up when Victoria walked out of the bathroom. His dick started rising to attention. The effect this girl had on him was ridiculous. She looked so timid and shy, but he knew she had a small temper underneath all of that. That she could be a wildcat if she wanted to.Nic le
Sonny broke first, scattering the balls across the table. Two striped balls went in the corner pocket. Sonny continued to pick off each ball one by one. It was happening so quickly. Victoria swore that she could hear her heartbeat. She watched as he only had three balls left on the table. She chanced a glance at Nic. He seemed calm, although he kept his eyes glued to the table. Fuck! Now he only had two balls left and Nic hadn't even had a shot yet. She started to panic."Shit!" Sonny belted out, when he finally missed a shot. He backed away from the table, shaking his head.Nic calmly stepped up, chalked his cue stick again, while staring at the table. He looked over at Victoria for a second, then made his first shot, sending two balls in. The entire room was quiet as Nic proceeded to pick off each colored ball one at a time.Victoria stared at Nic, as he glided around the table. His concentration was unbelievable. He was now down to two balls also. She held he
Victoria wasn't quite sure what to do. There was no manual to tell you what to do if you are ever trapped in this type of situation. Was he being serious?"I've never done that before," she admitted."Not to worry, I won't laugh at you," Nic said, grinning at her."I mean, I can dance, but I've just never done the seductive stripper type of dancing." Victoria didn't know why, but she was embarrassed to admit that to him.Nic flexed his index finger for her to come to him. Shit. She wasn't getting out of this. She took a huge gulp of her wine and quickly shook her head. Perhaps she shouldn't have downed it that fast. She stood up and walked over to him. Okay...it's just him. It's not like she was doing it for an entire club of people. She would just pretend he was her boyfriend, and that it was his birthday or something like that.'Okay, I can do this,' she thought. Plus, she wasn't willing to have him add yet another week. She'd keep her mouth clos
He sat up and adjusted his penis back inside his pants. He stood up and walked to the bathroom door."Victoria, open the door," he said.No answer."Open the fucking door now, before I add on another week," he said, leaning against the frame.The door swung open, and she stood staring up at him with tears in her eyes. He sighed."I—I'm not some cheap girl that you can talk down to. I'm not, I'm not like other women you, you might know. You sh--should treat me with respect!" she said, stumbling over several words while trying to wipe her tears away."Respect? Victoria, you are not my wife. You are not my girlfriend. In fact, you and I have a business arrangement and that's it. You ask me to respect you, yet you're fucking me for money. Am I missing something here?"She opened her mouth like she was about to say something, then suddenly closed it. She just stared up at him. She then lowered her head. "I'm really tired now. I'd lik
On the ride over, Victoria was nervous. She wasn't sure what to expect. When they pulled into the driveway, Victoria couldn't believe her eyes. She saw several men and women getting out of their expensive cars, and waiting on the valet. Raymond drove past Mercedes, BMWs, Bentleys and every other expensive car she could think of. She shook her head as she thought about the fact that one could run a small corporation from the money that was put into these vehicles.When the car finally pulled up to the steps, Raymond hopped out and opened the door for Victoria. She flashed him a smile as she slowly ascended the steps leading into Nic's house. She was suddenly nervous as classical music filled her ears and the lights became brighter. Raymond escorted her down the main hall into a large ballroom area. Jesus, how big was his house?Inside, she saw several people dressed to the nines. Some stopped to stare at her before they turned their attention back to their conversations