The Contract for his Pleasure

Chapter 5- Pleasure of the night

PETER

I have to have her tonight. I need her. After what took place at the office I've got to have her.

I paced the room and decided to call her. I mean the contracts state that whenever I need pleasure she must provide it. I can't believe how smitten I am.

I called her and she arrived ten minutes later.

"You're late," I stated as I tried to stop my body from trembling with excitement.

At just the sight of her, my body remembered the pleasure.

"This is basically kidnapping." She replied

"That's not what you said this morning. Or probably I didn't hear since you were moaning so loudly."

She blushed as she pushes a strand of her golden hair behind her ear. And suddenly I'm focusing on how soft that area was.

"It's not nice to stare." She muttered.

I approached her with small steps and I could see her nervousness. I pulled her face close. So close that I could feel the heat of her body. Our faces were only millimeters apart. She attempted to move but I held her firm to my body. She closed her eyes and I could see her lips trembling with excitement, with need. I brought my lips to her ears and whispered softly, cause even her ears to blush and she jumped.

"You wanted it that badly didn't you. " and I chuckled.

"No.. Not at a..all!!!!! " she stammered

"You didn't have a chance to eat, did you?" I asked.

Juvia

"No. " I answered and my stomach rumbled again.

"Let's get you something to eat. Follow me! " he commanded and I followed.

You know the saying the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach. It might have been said the opposite way but who cares. Soon we arrived in his kitchen and a short elder lady served me a bowl with spaghetti, pasta and the best Italian sauce I've ever tasted. She left soon after and mentioned something in Italian to him. And to my surprise, he responded. Come to think of his accent was a bit familiar but I guess it took me this long since all could think about was his body and our skin touching. If he was Italian it could explain how he was so passionate and forceful at the same time and so large.

I sat on a stool at the at the counter and savor the food. Every bite to the last sensation of the sauce in my mouth. And the warmth of the champagne as it slid down my throat.

"Can't you eat any faster? What do you have in your mouth fake teeth?" He asked as he took a sip of his champagne and leaned against the counter with his dark eyes searching me. Even when he insults me the words just slide off his tongue like honey.

"What's wrong? Your libido can't manage the wait?" I asked as I looked him in the eye as if to tease him. And that may have been my mistake. Never tease a hunk like him without thinking about the consequences.

"Let's go to the bedroom. Follow me and Ensure that by the time we reach all your clothes are gone." He replied as he places the glass on the counter and casually strolled off with one arm holding his jacket over his shoulder and the other in his arm. What s*x that oozed through his pores could fill the ocean countless times.

Peter

As we climbed the stairs I made the mistake of turning around and she was naked. Her long slender legs that we're earlier wrapped around my waist we're climbing the stairs. Each time her legs raised giving me a glimpse of her most secret place. She was ready for me, the wet and moist area there was proof enough. The thought of me pumping hard into her me hard. I took deep breaths and it took all my willpower not to take her on the stairs. I wanted to throw her legs over my shoulder and rock my hard length into her, and watch as she groans and writhe and squirms in my bed, twisting in my sheets and her voice ring out in the silence of the night. Begging me to put her out of her misery, and to let her release. And it would come so soon, as soon as I finished climbing the stairs to heaven.

Her hair was down and she used her arms to shield her breasts.

"Why are you hiding your breasts? " I asked

"It isn't fair that I have to strip down in front of you."

"Would you like me to lose my clothing to match? We could be like Adam and Eve. "

"Wish I could choke you with a damn apple. " she hissed back. Apparently, she was feeling brave and wanted to challenge me.

"Did you say you want to choke on my apple? " I asked.

"No I didn't, " she said and I literally saw her curl into a ball.

She was exquisite, feisty but exquisite. A body with all the curves on the right places is not easy to come by. My blood began to boil as I thought about all the guys who would have seen her in such exposing clothes especially this morning. Clothes that fitted her like a second skin.

"So what if I had a boyfriend?" She asked

I stood there shocked and angry. Does she really want me to share my exquisite find with some other man? But even I could tell that she didn't have one. Firstly that raw passion the hides in her eyes needed the release. And I could tell but her reasons that when I entered her that it's been a while in anyone's been there.

"Dump him, I don't do well with sharing," I replied through my teeth.

"Why?" She asked in a quizzical tone.

"You want me to do it personally? You're mine and I don't share." I told her as I desperately tried to distract myself from the distance of the room.

Why did the hell did I put the bedroom so far? These stairs we're like the staircase to hell. Why did I let them build it so long? The torture of having such temptation following behind me.

We finally approached the room and I could hardly wait to have her body pressed against mine.

I pulled her close and kissed her. I forgot that she wasn't wearing any clothes and I lost it. It's a good thing that Maria was gone for the night, cause I wanted to hear her scream my name into the night's sky.