Seducing Peaches (5 page)

     
His hot breath left a trail from her neck down between her breast.  He moved from breast to breast and then lower to her navel, to the right side up the arm and then back down to her navel, only to torture the opposite side the same.

     
Goosebumps ignited as if he had flipped a switch and turned them loose.

     
Lois fought to keep watching him but her head went heavy and her eyes began fighting the urge to close.  Lois didn’t think she could take much more of this.  Her head slowly went to the wall.  The room went dark.  Her knees shook almost uncontrollably as she felt his breath move lower still.
What is he doing to me?

     
Finally touch, but she no longer felt his breath. His hand around her hand.  She opened her eyes and he was staring back at her.

     
“Relax Lois.  We’re not having sex.  Tonight anyways.” 
Thank God! 
Her mind cried out silently.  But her body immediately cried in dissatisfaction.

     
“Why not?”  She belted out without thinking.  She couldn’t believe she had just said that. 
Fuck, damn it.
  She covered her eyes with her free hand and then she felt his hand pulling her hand away.

     
“Because, you’re not ready for me yet.”

     
Such brutal honesty. 
Why, if he doesn’t want this does he torture me so?
  And as if he could read her mind he answered.

     
“I enjoy the way I can shut that sexy mouth of yours up, the way you verbally resist me, but the way your body wriggles says otherwise, because I like to torture you and I can.”

     
He stepped back and pulled gently at her hand.  When she stayed still he pulled with demanding force giving her no choice but to follow.  He led her toward the bed, her pals sweating.  Her breathing grew heavier.

     
Lois pulled back suddenly but he didn’t lose his grip.  “I told you relax.”  He never looked at her as he continued to lead her.  He stopped at the bed turned and looked at her.  Grabbed her shoulders turning her as if he was going to lay Lois on the bed.  But didn’t.

    
“Close your eyes.”  She couldn’t, she tried but she couldn’t stop looking into his eyes.  She had never seen eyes that spoke like his were speaking now.  “Close your eyes or the next thing you will be looking at is the floor while I light that hot little ass of yours up.  Don’t push your luck Lois.”  He growled. 

     
Again her eyes would not close.  He slowly reached to her neck where she had tied a black and purple scarf around her neck.  With no effort at all he had the scarves free.  “Don’t speak or it will be worse.”  He warned her.

     
Worse, worse, what is he going to do to me.  Oh my God, he said he would hurt me.  I thought he meant mentally, emotionally, not physically.
 

     
She opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it.  She watched as one side of his mouth curled up in a smile.  “Good girl, you’re learning.” 

     
Learning?  OMG.  I’m scared out of my fucking mind.
  

     
He pulled the black scarf apart from the purple and lay it on the bed.  Lois watched as he slid the silky fabric between his hands glaring back into her eyes.

     
“Do you trust me Lois?  You may speak now.”

     
“No.”  Her voice shook.

     
“Eventually you will Lois or our relationship will never go any further than tonight.  Not yet.”  He was pleased.  She heard it in his voice even though his face remained so serious.

     
He reached out and grabbed her hands forcing them together in front of her and tied them. 

     
She didn’t understand what he was doing but she didn’t like it.  This is not what she imagined.  This was not like she had fantasized him doing to her while she sat in her office staring at his through the glass at the dark windows to his office.

     
She began feeling tears sting her eyes and then trickled down her cheeks.  He seen them but continued to bind her wrist together.  When he finished he gently wiped the tears away.

     
“Lois, do you think I’m gonna hurt you?”

     
She nodded.  It was the only answer she could give him.

     
“Lois look at me.  I’m not going to do anything to you that won’t be pleasurable.  Trust that.  Close your eyes so I can show you.”  His eyes moved slowly down to her lips. 

     
And just like that her eyes closed.  She gasped when she felt his breath on her skin again.  Lois became dazed and very confused by her bodies reaction but it was so resilient she couldn’t fight it.

     
“Keep them closed.”  He cautioned again using a softer tone.

     
She did as she was told.  She could feel a silky material brushing her arms, the feeling only making her body answer more to his touch.  Then it was on her cheek, on both cheeks, then her eyes.

     
She began to breath heavy again and began to panic.  This time her panic ended as he began brushing his lips with hers as he whispered.

     
“Trust that I won’t physically hurt you.  You need to relax.  Push all the fear out of your body.”

     
“Stop, please stop it.”  She cried.  He paused only briefly.  She felt his hands on her shoulders but the lack of movement made her cry out in disappointment.

     
“I told you don’t speak or it would be worse, don’t make me gag you with another scarf.”

     
Suddenly she felt faint, nauseous even. 
What am I doing?  I should run, I should do something.

     
Then her mind stopped racing and began to only respond to his hands moving her shirt exposing her bra.  For a brief second she was glad she had put on her Victoria Secret silk today.

     
His fingers touched just above her left breast.  “A heart with a peach in the center.  Momma?  Hmmm, I think I’ll call you Peaches.  You smell like peaches.  Do you taste like peaches, Peaches?”

     
“My Mom called me Peaches.  And, ummm,,,, I,,”  She couldn’t concentrate on what she was trying to say.  He knew it.

     
Breath moved down her bare skin to her jeans sending swells of thrill to her clit that throbbed.

     
“You’re so fucking sexy Peaches.  One of these days very soon, I’m going to taste every inch of you.”  His voice was rough and breathy.

     
Gently but aggressively he slid her jeans down her legs.  A feeling of tingling almost tickled between her legs.  Her body began to react further, in a way it never had before.

     
“Your scent, your body, and even that smart mouth of yours is addicting to me.  You have bewitched me I fear, seduced me in every way.  I’m teaching you a lesson now Peaches.”  A shock of electricity shot down her spine.

     
Teach me please. 

     
His hot breath blew between her legs.  She found herself opening them wider to allow him more admission.  Her body was twitching, building, and then with a burst she fell back on the bed.  Vibration after quiver until finally her muscles relaxed and she began to breathe again.

     
Lois felt the bed shift as he lay down beside her, feeling his touch.  He released her hands then slowly slid the scarf from her eyes.  When she looked at him his smirk said so much.

     
“Now, I don’t sleep much, but when I do I like it.  You keep my dreams disturbed.  You have every night since you kissed me.”  He smiled at her pressing his mouth to hers.

     
Oh God Yes!  That’s it.  Thank You Jesus he remembers.

     
Warmth flooded between her legs.

     
“When you go to bed tonight you’ll think of me, when you sleep, I’ll be there.  When you wake up I’ll be your first thought.  When you shower, and clean yourself, as you push the hot soapy wash cloth down your body, between your legs, and touch that hot throbbing pussy of yours, you’ll imagine your hands are mine.  When you masturbate, you’ll see me watching you do it.  Now it is I who has bewitched you.”

     
He leisurely stood then turned back to her.  “This doesn’t change anything.  Peaches, trust me on this one thing.  I will hurt you in good ways and bad. I can tell that I’m not right for you.  This could get really complicated if you let it.  So if you don’t want to be hurt or complicated it is going to have to be you to stop it.  You’ve intrigued me too much to back away on my own accord.”  And then he left.

     
What just happened?  How can someone do such a thing with on his breath?  Make my body respond to him the way that I did and then walk out.

     
Lois rolled over and looked at the clock feeling like he had just tortured and pleased her for an eternity.  2:30am.  She reached over and grabbed the remote.

     
“I’ll show him.  I don’t have to think or dream of him.  He may have the ability to control my body but he can’t control my mind.”

     
I Love Lucy came on the TV giving Lois the distraction she thought she needed.  She began to laugh as Lucy frantically tried to get herself out of another predicament.  Lois had just been in a predicament of her own.  She replayed the event over and over in her mind.  She could almost feel his breath again.

     
Stop it Lois
.

     
She scolded herself.  But it didn’t work.  She couldn’t stop thinking about him.  She slammed her eyes closed hoping for some relief.

     
B
ut when they opened she wasn’t alone.  He was suddenly there in bed with her again.  Only somehow both of them were completely naked.  His eyes were closed as she listened to the light and steady rhythm of his breathing.

     
He began to stir, opening his eyes looking into hers.  “Good morning, did you sleep good?”  She tried to respond, but the words wouldn’t come out.  She watched as he stood with his back toward her and stretched.  He had what looked like claw marks down his back.  His butt, bare, Lois blushed as she watched him enter the bathroom and stop only to say “See, I told you I bewitched you.”

Chapter Four

      Lois jolted up as the alarm sounded and she quickly shut it off quickly.  She sat on the side of the bed and wondered how he knew she would dream of him and because of that dream he was the first and only thing she thought about now. 

     
He deliberately did that shit.

     
For a split second he was gone from her mind when the hot water from the shower touched her skin.  Until the sudden desire for her hands to be his as she washed herself.  Just like he had said.  She rinsed and dressed quickly as she silently cursed him.  

     
How am I going to face him after last night?

     
The dream?

     
The shower?

     
Damn it!

     
“Lois, what’s up with you?  Mr. Sexy still with us?”  She turned to see Michelle walking out of her room rubbing her eyes.

     
“No, he didn’t stay the night.”  Her voice spoke in frustration.

     
“Really?  Odd, you had a hunk like that here and you didn’t take him to bed with you?  I can see you have some learning to do there.”

     
“No. I gotta go or I’ll be late.  See ya.”

     
The doors to the elevator opened and a thought popped in her head. 

     
I can just avoid him all day long, that’s it.  Maybe this won’t be so bad.  It’s not like you spend the day any other day with him anyways.  Usually you hardly see him.  You can do this.

*****

      Lois sat down at her desk and took a deep breath. 

    
“Hasting Hotel Inc.”  How many times a day Lois repeated that line answering the phone?  Somehow she thought that this would be more of hands on job. Something that would give her a challenge and add to her resume.  The only challenge she had thus far was Tom.

     
She sat at her desk her mind filled with thoughts of last night.  How he had made her come with only his breath.  Air from his lungs.  She wanted to know what else he had up his sleeve.  She began imagining him doing different things to her as she looked over at his door.

     
Damn him.  He hasn’t said a word to me since last night.  Oh God I did something wrong.

    
“Michelle, I’m sorry I called.  I just have to talk to someone.  Do you wanna meet me at Callies for lunch?”

    
“I guess I can.  What time?”