Forbidden Desire

CH 5 || Premium Quarry

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[A Few Months Back]

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The Euphoria club in the outskirts of San Francisco boomed with the high bass music. It was a nightclub, a hub of every rich party animal of the town. The club was famous for two reasons, one, not everyone could afford a pass for the entrance. Second, people, generally girls, would gather there just to have a glimpse of the famous industrialist of the country who was the owner as well.

 The gateway to the club was a golden pass that not everyone could acquire until and unless one was filthy rich or had received it by none other than the owner of the club.

The music was loud enough to apprise the whole city that the Euphorians were awake. 

Suddenly a Matte Black Coloured Mercedes Benz C-Class came to a halt in front of the club.

A man six feet tall got out of the vehicle, all clad in black from top to bottom. His face was covered with a black mask, black glares covering his eyes. He threw his car keys to the valet to catch before moving towards the entrance completely circumventing the queue of the people to go inside.

The curious eyes of the people standing in the queue to get in were on him, his appearance. His identity became the prime reason for the whisperings. He had sent chills to almost everybody just from his aura.

No card was asked from him when he reached the entry point. The guards had stepped aside and had bowed their heads in respect. The man nodded before walking in. 

Things were the same when he entered the club. Every eye was on him as his magnetic aura had stopped almost all of the people from grooving just to gawk at the brawny man with the hope they would get to see his face, at least once.

Alas! Their little hope was smashed like every other night when he walked ahead to the small staircase that led him to the private area of the club. 

The private area was designed in such a way that no one could see who all were there but the ones in that space could see the others.

The moment he was in the private lounge he found his two companions already waiting for him on the U-shaped couch. He was not in the mood to be present there but the information he had received had coerced him to mark his presence. Someone had deceived him and he could never tolerate that. He removed his mask and the glasses.

His menacing look gave the impression to his friends and the bartenders of the private area that he was on a hunt. After he settled himself beside one of his friends a bartender who was in her mid-thirties came. 

“Regular?” she asked the boys.

“Yeah, sweetheart.” One of his friends, Arvik replied, winking.

“Beer would be fine for me.” said the other named Reyansh.

She looked over at the recent guest before mumbling, “Jack On The Rocks, I presume.” She didn’t want to be the receiver of his wrath, whose eyes were all red. He was in a rage, fuming. So, without any reply, she understood what she had to do. She, in a hurry, prepared the desired drinks to be served to them. 

While Reyansh and Arvik were busy gulping down the liquor, his eyes were on the other bartender who was in her late twenties already giving him looks. Unlike other nights she was not in any shirt, just a tank top from which her n*****s were evident.

She kept on biting her lips now and then, trying to get his attention. That’s what she had been doing for the past few months. Her t**s weren’t large but her hips were that she was intentionally swaying, serving drinks to the others in the private area.

“Your prey for tonight is ready, it seems,” Arvik mumbled when noticed his friend’s eyes on her.

The one with fury rotated his glass filled with liquor, his alcohol danced like a graceful woman around the ice cubes. He placed the glass in front. Through the crystalline view, he could see the bartender leering at him. She was hell-bent on being trapped. In a couple of seconds, a man sitting on the adjacent couch in the private area started flirting with her. She wasn’t quite interested, tried to avoid him but her efforts went in vain. Even after consistent efforts the man didn’t back up. 

Things were heating up and the owner’s eyes were inspecting her every act. 

“Do I look like a predator?” He queried his friends. His ears awaiting his friends’ response and his eyes were set on the scene that played in his front.

“No, you are a demon,” Reyansh replied, blankly having his beer.

“Bingo.” The click of his tongue was no less than a lion’s roar.

“Demon Aahir Arya suits you.” Arvik opined, receiving an evil smirk from the one and only Aahir Arya. The smirk of the devilish billionaire was ample to make one’s flesh creep.

Resting the half-filled liquor glass on the tabletop, he got off his seat, eyed his friends for a brief, and muttered, “Fifteen Minutes.” They understood what they had to do after the said time and nodded at his friend who walked to where his prey was. She was his to deal with, and no one else’s.

The man was still holding her hand when Aahir went to them.

“Leave my hand. I don’t want to go with you.” the bartender said, trying to get out of the grip.

“She said she doesn’t want to go with you,” Aahir said, holding the man’s hand. When he turned to Aahir and scrutinized, he soon realized who he was and what could have happened if he would have messed with him. 

He gulped when Aahir's face came into his view. His blood ran cold. He didn’t want to be in the bad books of one of the influential men of America. 

“Get Out.” Aahir bellowed out the order.

Without any further ado, the man left her and ran away as if his life was in danger. Aahir's one look and the others in the private area, except his friends, vacated the space. The devil was all in its glory.

“Thank You So Much.” The bartender said and bit her lip, trying to act all timid. She was compelling him to f**k her then and there. But he had other plans. He never f****d anyone without consent, but after the consent, he was no less than a beast. 

Although she was unlucky that night, only if she knew.

“I didn’t save you for your thank you.” His husky voice pulsated her core. 

“Then? What should I do for you?” She was using her coquetry to be laid down that night. She was cognizant of where it was leading to yet she had no f*****g idea what was in store for. A sinister smile adorned his lips. His night was sorted and he thought to make sure hers too.

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Both of them went to the private room before she was pushed to the wall near the door. Her front pressed against the cold wall.

“Stella, are you aware of the rule?” The bartender was asked.

“Not quite….” She tried to play, wholly forgetting she was in a lion’s den, who despised being played.

“I am not here to f*****g teach you.” He growled, slow but menacingly. 

“I know...I know…I am aware of the rules.”She was desperate and he liked how his prey was walking to his web. After months she was in that room, for the first time. Her hankering to be f****d by him was going to be fulfilled, finally.

By rules, he meant the business was to be kept secret between the four walls. Out of those four walls, they were nothing more than two strangers.

“I am gonna do whatever I want to and that too my way, got it…” He pressed his hardened c**k in between her big ass and she moaned just from the slight contact, “Ye...yes…” 

She was turned on just by his voice. He let his fingers travel to her mouth before he put them inside her mouth. One by one she sucked all his fingers, obediently, while he sneered biting the flesh of her shoulder skin.

She was ready and so was he. Mercilessly he tore the rest of her clothes after he turned her to him leaving her only in her red thong. The red tank top of hers was the first victim. There was no bra. Her n*****s were erected. Entrapping one of them in between his thumb and forefinger he tweaked it before saying, “Perfect.”

He sucked them hard while putting his hand over her throat. He wanted to kill her but then he was not a murderer. The last thing he ever wanted was to f**k the one who had deceived him but it was necessary to keep her ensnared in his hold.

Her hands tied with his belt behind her back after he placed her on a five feet tall table. Sliding her thong aside his fingers ran up and down on her wet folds while his tongue ran on her n****e, causing her to arch her back. She moaned in delight, she was finally to be f****d by the one she had desired for long.

“You like that?” He asked before biting her n****e bud.

“Mmmm…” she could only moan in response. His lips captured hers and he put his one finger inside of her. She moaned harder in the kiss. The frequency of the fingers inside her increased and so did his pace. It was different from what she had witnessed before.

She had peeped thrice inside the room, had seen him f*****g others in that particular room, but with them, he was different. Though he was not giving her a chance to even think clouding her mind with the unending desires.

His fingers hadn't stopped but he had pulled in from the kiss. 

“You taste a bit different,” he whispered near her lips.

“f**k…” she said when he inserted all four. She was tight for even three, there was no way she could tolerate four, still, there she was enjoying the bliss of the fingers of his callous hand. The room echoed with her moans and the wet sound of her getting finger f****d.

“Of f**k, Aahir…” She moaned, staring at him with her hooded eyes when she was near her release. 

Pulling his fingers out he peered into her eyes growling, “Don’t….”

“Don’t call me by my name.” 

“You are not allowed to…”, he added further.

Muddled, she asked, “Then what am I allowed to do?”

“To enjoy this f*****g toy f*****g you slut as much as you can before I destroy you.” Aahir didn’t give her time to comprehend his words as he turned her around such that her back faced him and splitting her ass cheeks he put a vibrator inside her wet core. He had taken out the toy from the right cabinet of the table she was on.

She didn’t want it. She wanted his d**k. If she would have wanted any toy she wouldn’t have desired that man for long.

“I want you inside of me, please.” She pleaded. He liked the way she begged. He glanced over at his watch that showed the fifteen minutes he needed was up and one side of his lips curved up. It was time for the real show then. He pulled the toy out of her. It was time for the treat of the night, and for both of them, it was different.

He inched closer to her ear before he muttered, “Oh no baby, that’s not happening.” and pulled her ear lobe slightly with his teeth.

“Why?” she whined, facing him.

“Let me tell you why you don’t deserve my d**k” He moved farther, put his finger in his mouth which was in her core a while ago, and made faces as if he had tasted something nasty. Spitting, he stared at her, trying to burn her with his incandescent gaze, and gave the unexpected reply to her, “Because you taste treacherous.”

“I...I don’t understand….” she stuttered but feared musing whether her truth was out. There was a huge probability for the same as he wasn’t just a normal businessman to fool.

“You very well know what I am talking about, you whore.” He roared. He threw his jacket on her naked body that covered the required area before he yelled, “Boys…”

Arvik and Reyansh walked in. When Aahir gestured, Arvik turned to Stella and said, “Ella Stephen working for N.L.N industries. Currently posted at Euphoria Club, disguising herself as Stella, working as a spy for her company.”

“You thought you could deceive me, didn’t you, Ella?” She stayed at her place ashen-faced. Her truth was out eventually.

Continuing further he added, “No one has even dared to deceive me, and even if one does that, I make sure to give them a befitting reply.”

“I...I am sorry. Please forgive me. I swear I haven’t revealed much. Please, let me go….” she cried. Hitherto his words and demeanor had made her skin crawl. She was petrified to even think what lied next.

“I am not gonna do anything to you, someone else will.” He said, calling a familiar name for the girl, “Lily...”

When the girl named Lily entered she pleaded for her to be let go, “No, no, no, please. I beg you. Please.”

Her pleas were proved to be bootless and Aahir walked out. Reyansh stayed behind to handle the matter while Arvik followed his friend.

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Enraged, Aahir had walked out of the pub, completely forgetting he didn’t have a mask on. He was fortunate enough the guards had shielded him, refraining others from taking any pictures of the owner of the club, Aahir Arya.

“Where are you going?” Arvik questioned, following his friend. He was worried for him, didn’t want him to do something stupid.

“I don’t have any f*****g idea,” Aahir yelled, raking his hair in frustration. The crowd had gathered to peek behind the security team but none could espy him, even for brief.

“Okay, fine, calm down and wear your mask first,” Arvik advised. Taking the mask from his friend Aahir covered his face and soon his car was in his front.

“Do you want me to send over someone to you?” Arvik questioned when Aahir had settled himself inside his car. Putting on his seatbelt he said, “No.”

 He was expeditiously frustrated. Deceive was the term he hated. He had many principles out of which the primary was he neither deceived anyone nor ever tolerated that s**t.

“Okay, I will send Jenny then,” said Arvik, being aware his friend needed to be tranquil. Without replying, Aahir drove off.

Aahir’s company L.I.E.R Industries lost a few investors recently. His ideas were proposed to the investors by one of his competitors. The one behind that mess was none other than Ella. She had overheard a conversation with Arvik, who was the director in L.I.E.R Industries, leading to the leak of information.

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Aahir walked inside his house only to find his old buddy, his stress reliever of tough times in seductive lingerie waiting for him on his couch.

“Hi, Aahir…” Jenny said, seductively.

“To the basement....” all he said before heading toward his room. He took a quick shower and changed into a black lower, keeping his upper body unclothed. He was hungry but not for food. All he intended was to calm the beast of him. 

Upon reaching the basement room he found Jenna all naked. She was on the black leather couch with her legs spread, waiting for him to ravish her, to satiate his demon.

He eyed her shaved p***y, dripping off her juices already. He walked to her like a predator before he cupped her s*x and pinched her juicy folds down.

“Turn around..” He ordered. He would have loved to devour the treat but then he was indignant that day, losing control over himself.

“You seem frustrated,” Jenny said, being concerned for him.

“No talking jenny, if you don’t want me to f**k your mouth, mercilessly…”

“I might not mind…”

“Not yet,” he said, sharply. Jenny didn’t annoy him more than he already was and turned around. She knew what he wanted. She was on her fours with her ass in the air. Pulling her hair back he bent to her ear and whispered, “I might be ruthless tonight.”

“I will take it all for you.” He crashed his lips to her and fiercely kissed her. She remained in the same position while their tongues fought for dominance. Though in front of him she was just a cat who gave in at the end. His tongue inside of her tasted every bit of her while he pinched her n*****s. She moaned in ecstasy in the kiss, it was fun for her.

But the real fun was yet to start. Moving back when he stood behind her and spanked her ass. It was hard for the first stroke. 

“Fuck...” she moaned. 

“I will f**k you only after you will be red, got it, so obey and wait patiently.”

“Sure.” 

One stroke after another, Aahir continued. 

Years ago he had come face to face with his beast side that would love to ravish desirous women. At first, it was his curiosity, later on, it became his stress buster. He wasn’t addicted to it but there was no living being whose desires never overpowered them.

“Oh, yes…” Jenny moaned after the twenty-fifth slap on her ass. Her butt cheeks were redder. She was so turned on that the juices from her p***y were dripping. Her core aching for Aahir to take her, but she kept mum, knowing, the more she would demand the more Aahir would delay f*****g her.

“Want me, Jenny?” But when the question came from Aahir itself she couldn’t stop herself from replying, “Ye….yes…”

Aahir sneered before he caressed her ass and said, “Not yet…” He pushed his one finger inside of her p***y, making her arch her back, “Damn!” 

At first, it was his one finger but soon the finger count increased to two, then to three. Without giving any warning he inserted five fingers inside of her receiving the scream from her, “Oh, f**k….”

“When was the last time you were fingered this vehemently?” He whispered, penetrating her walls with his movement. His fingers showed no mercy to her cunt and continued moving in and out.

“It’s been a...been a... month...” She somehow was able to reply. Her eyes were squinted. 

“Of f**k…” Jenny rested her head on his chest while his hand moved to her throat. 

“God Damn, Aahir…” she screamed when his fingers curled up inside of her.

“I am going to make sure you won’t be able to walk for at least three days..” he muttered peppering kisses all over her earlobe and the curve between her neck and shoulder.

“I want you inside of me, please, I beg you...”

“Oh, you will gladly get that…'' he said before slapping hard on her ass with his hand which was previously on her throat. Pulling his fingers out he took out his member before rubbing the tip of it on her dark shaved p***y.

“Fucckkk…” Jenny bit her lip. Even the thought of having Aahir inside of her was making her close to the release. With one hand he held his d**k rubbing over her wet core while his other was busy tweaking and pulling her n****e buds.

“Aahhh..” It was a glee for her. She wanted him terribly.

Slowly Aahir inserted himself fully inside of her but didn’t start to move. He started thrusting at a slow pace first.

“f**k, yes…”

“How exactly do you want me to f**k you?” Aahir kept the pace steady and groped her bulky t**s, leaving wet kisses on her shoulder.

“Harder, please….” Tilting her head to him he took her in for a passionate kiss, escalating his speed. He nibbled her lower lip touching her c**t now and then.

“For this night who does your p***y belong to?” he murmured, nibbling her neck from behind, thumping inside of her harder and harder.

“Only you…” she replied, dipping her nails in the rear of the couch. 

“Good.” 

Aahir had her hair wrapped around one hand while he f****d the hell out of the woman in his front. He kept on going and going. The room filled with their grunts and moans, and it got filled with the scent of the two and the s*x.

“f**k, yeah, baby, you feel so good…” f*****g Jenny was blissful for him but for some unknown reasons he still hadn’t reached the edge of contentment.

“Shit..shit...shit..faster….yes...yes…” Aahir had his whole length inside of her stretching her wall. Her walls contracted around his member. She was close to her release.

“Please...harder…”Sensing she was near to her orgasm Aahir threatened, “You are not allowed to c*m, yet…”

“Please….” That pleading didn’t do the trick. Aahir pulled out then turned her around before entering without warning, “Not allowed to c*m until I say so…” he said before pounding inside of her harder and faster. He held her legs aside, farther from each other.

“f**k, yeah…” he grunted before slapping her boobs. Jenny moaned, liking how rough he was with her. She had always enjoyed the way he would send her to heaven and hell, all at once. 

He kept on venturing her cunt, not letting her have her release. It was getting arduous for her, still, she was trying.

“Want to c*m, don’t you?”

“Yes, please…” Her eyes tearing up with the budding pleasure. The one in control agreed and nodded. While going in and out of her he put his fingers on her c**t, “Fuck..yes…”

“The more you plead, the more pleasure you will get.”

“Please make me c*m…” she requested. When Aahir continued f*****g her and rubbing his thumb over her c**t she took a sharp breath. Her eyes closed at their own accord.

“Don’t stop, please…”

“f**k, I would f**k you day and night and still won’t be bored…” He confessed.

“I am close…” Hearing Jenny Aahir had increased the pace of his fingers and soon enough she had her release. The wet warm liquid dripped to her legs.

Aahir wasn’t done yet. He kept on moving inside of her sore cunt. Jenny knew Aahir would take time so she let him explore her like every other time. f*****g her, he pulled her to him and kissed her.

Their bodies were covered with sweat. While Aahir was near to his release Jenny felt herself close too, ready for another orgasm. Her eyes rolled at the pleasure the man was providing her.

“I am gonna cum..again..” she said, feeling the pressure budding inside of her. 

“Touch yourself,” Taking in his order she put her fingers on her c**t rubbing herself while Aahir had the speed of the beast. The fingers of her other hand were busy pinching her n*****s providing the erotic view Aahir wanted. In a few seconds, they both had their release.

“Fuckkk, yes..”

“Oh, f**k…” 

They moaned loudly after Aahir filled her in. He kissed her lips for a short while before he pulled out, making her wince. The limp body of Jenny laid on the couch and Aahir still was not satisfied. After he caught his breath he cleaned Jenny before putting her on the bed in the room and covered her with the duvet. She was almost sleepy.

It was the first time he could not be serene even after f*****g Jenny. He was troubled and nothing could satiate him. He thought drinking would help. Coming out of the basement, all clean, he went to the bar on the top floor of his house.

One of his friends, Arvik, was already there waiting for him. Aahir wasn’t surprised at all. He knew one of his friends would surely follow to check upon him.

“What’s wrong?” Arvik questioned, sensing something wasn’t quite right with his friend.

“I don’t know. I just don’t feel good,” he replied, taking out his favourite bottle of whiskey.

“I know the reason,” said Arvik.

“You don’t know the f*****g thing.” He said because he himself wasn’t aware of what was wrong with him. Arvik smiled before he informed him, “I have news for you, that might calm you.”

“What is it?” Aahir took out the glass and poured the whiskey in it before gulping it straight up.

Arvik put a stack of folders in front of him. The moment he opened one of them he found a picture of her. It was she, he had been trying to find information about, for months.

“Her name is Aditi,” said Aahir.

“Surname?” He asked, staring at the picture of the woman who had been messing up with his head.

“See for yourself.” Glancing at the surname the evil sneer was plastered once again on his face. He had found his premium quarry. He had no idea what he was about to do to her but all he knew was his intentions were no less than sacrilegious.

‘I have found you now. From my web, there is no way out.’ He thought.

His curiosity had led him to her and he was the man who always used to make sure no one leaves his territory until he read every page of the book he was curious about. That was the moment the sips of alcohol had quenched his thirst, though he was still parched for his new prey.

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