Sold To Wealth.
I stood there, unable to push the door, as the moan became louder; each moment I managed to place my hands on the door.
"Yes…" Mr. Dickson's voice became low and more feminine; he moaned in between his teeth.
Oh, shit!
I squeezed my thighs as each sound became hotter for me. My eyes were blinking with pictures already of him dripping his fingers down my clit and digging in and out, like he wanted to build a life in it.
"Fuck!" A lady's voice pulled out as she screamed. Barely able to listen to her, the flabbing sound became more intense, pulling my fingers down my skirt. I scanned around.
It's gone down my already wet panties, and I tossed it a little and dug it. The sloppy sound echoed through my skin; each moan they made pulled me into throbbing more deeply.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed closer. I jerked up, with my finger tugged out and placed behind me. Heart pounding, head bowed, and eyes rolling around.
"Miss William?" A lady's voice pulled out. She wore plain black trousers with a well-fixed T-shirt, following her red tie and a black low shoe.
Her hands wrapped around some bunch of files, with an eyebrow raised.
"Yes?" I barked, even though I felt the ground open for me to fall into.
"Are you for Mr. Dickson?" She said, eyes fixed on the door, with a sign of what's going on.
"Oh, uhmmm….yes," I stuttered, with my fingers trembling. I finally pulled my finger, already dry from the AC in the hallway; thank goodness she wouldn't meet the juicy stick dripping from it.
"Okay?" She walked toward me and in front of the office door.
"Girl?" She rolled her eyes. I jerked a little and moved back, noticing I was in her way.
She sighed and knocked, ignoring the heavy sound that threw my skirt into a heap.
"Come in." Mr. Dickson's voice was dim and almost out of breath. She nodded, held her files well, and walked inside the office.
I followed her behind, only for a jaw to clench down. A lady sat on his lap while he rode her roughly, held her hair and squeezing them like a hard workday.
I stood there, eyes blinking faster and body trembling from those rough moves. Instead, Ashley wasn't bothered; she smirked and walked over to the office table and dropped the file.
"Sir, all sorted," she smiled. Tapped the lady's shoulder and bowed a little. He smiled and grabbed the files while the lady worked wonders on his laptop.
"Good," With a smug face, he stared at Ashley, who smiled and walked out of the room, like I was the only one viewing that.
"Oh…God, yes… I… love this so muchhhhh!" The moan almost escaped from his mouth as he bit his fingers and got balanced on the chair while she did her job.
I stood there, with tears rolling down my eyes.
Maybe it wasn't the right time, or maybe…
My fingers curled around the pregnancy test as I clutched it, with pains that drove down my palms.
He suddenly paused, eyes fixed on me. He tapped her shoulder; she turned only to glance at Bianca.
"Ummm,"
"WHAT?"
Bianca sat there, tearing me a glare with an I told you look. My legs were shivering; all those veins pumping my blood became weak, like they were waiting for her to stare directly into my heart.
I trusted her…
And now these…
I curled my fingers into my palms until the sharp pain pierced through them. I almost pulled out the scream, but that wouldn't have happened.
Not after what she did. My legs froze, unable to make a move.
But just then, I dragged my legs, almost making a move to the door.
"Stop!" He snarled. Almost landing me on the ground, I got myself up and bowed with tears that drove my vision to sway.
"Watch!"
"Me…?"
"Are you blind?" He yelled, with veins pumping out. I swallowed the scream and spied on them.
Bianca's eyes said it all, like she had always wished for this day. She rose from his seat, climbed on the table, and bowed low, showing me all her naked skin, from her juicy clit to her sweaty waist.
She bent down more, with her hands wrapping around his bonnet, and stroked it faster.
The way he screamed reminded me of that hot night. His fingers slipping into me until I begged for more. His whispering, calling my name softly.
"Stupid body!" I muttered under my breath. Instead of letting my body rot in anger. I was feeling the dripping juice making its way into my clit as they pleaded for his touch.
An hour in, I already felt my heart skip a beat. The way she wore her cloth, like it wasn't a big deal.
"When?" He asked her with a wet kiss on her lips.
"Anytime, honey boy." She bit her lower lip, with a kiss on his forehead. I watched that rude and arrogant boss turn into a kid following Mom's orders.
After a few minutes, she was ready to leave. She suddenly paused, closer to me.
"I won." She clicked her tongue and brushed her shoulder with mine.
"That b—" My lip slid open and shut back with a rolled eye.
"You like that, right?" He sat there, legs folded.
"That's nonsense?"
"After this?" I mumbled.
"Do you mind?" Before I knew it, he was beside me. His hot breath clenched against mine as he walked closer.
"Damn it, so hot." I licked my lips; he glanced at them and then smirked, his hot shirt almost peeled off, revealing that chest I almost died on.
Each step he took, I walked back until my body got stuck on the wall. That gave him a chance to roll his hands to my face.
A chill ran through my spine as he moved his fingers down to my sweaty neck and then to my chest.
"Please…please," I muttered, almost losing my anger and snatching those fingers into me.
"So h—" The pregnancy test slipped down, I bowed down almost into picking it up. But I felt my wrist get held. He pushed my hand and picked it.
"For me?" He raised his eyebrows, like he had been wishing for that moment. I stood there, shocked, without any word to utter.
"Talk!" Just a minute ago, it was lovely but now rude.
"Oh, yes…it's yours. I didn't know when…"
"Let's make a deal!" He glanced for the fourth time, placed his fingers into his pocket, and walked back to his seat; everything about him was so attractive.
"Contract marriage,"
What? You're joking, right?
"Do I?"
"Yes, of course. I'm sure you made your way to me." I hissed, folded my hands, and tapped my legs on the ground.
"I guess you wouldn't mind for your nude to spray round."
"You're a beast." I ground my teeth, hands tightened, and my jaw clenched together.
"Yes, I am. You're mine forever."