Love In The City

Dominant In The City

     “Let’s not do this. Sammy will come out of the bathroom any moment and see us,” I whispered.

“I don’t give a f**k about Sammy. I want you to move your stuff back to the room,” He whispered into my ear. The heat from his breath made me shiver.

“This isn’t the place to talk about this,” I said.

A woman walked towards the bathroom, and Raul moved to let her pass easily. I stepped out into the open and rushed back to the table.

“I’m going to head back to my room and take a nap,” I apologized to the Krieger men.

“Is everything okay?” Jimmy asked, looking between me and Raul, who just arrived and took his seat.

“Yes, I’m excited for tonight. I woke up early, though, and a nap will do wonders for me,”

“Don’t forget Miss’ Pearson, I need you to stop by and go over those files before you go later,” Raul fixated his eyes on me. I searched his eyes, trying to figure out what it is he wanted.

“I believe your email said my evening is free after this meeting. Are there more files you need?” I ask him, calling his bluff.

Sammy joined us then a look of triumph as she saw me standing to leave.

“I can come to show you now,” Raul said playfully.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m sure I can just go back over the email,” I waved my hands, needing space from Raul.

“See you soon,” Raul winked, and I walked away.

The heart-shaped jacuzzi beckoned me to get inside. I didn’t know what time Jimmy would be ready to go to the Casino, though, so I put it off until later. I pulled out my phone and called Melly.

“Gabby, how’re things going there?” Melly said.

“Great, did you get my pictures?” I asked her.

“Yes! I’m so jealous you have a heart-shaped bed and Jacuzzi. I imagine the two of you are enjoying it, though,” she giggled.

“I thought you said you two have a suite together?” Melly asked.

“We did. I moved into my own room,” I said, preparing myself for the onslaught of questions that are sure to come.

Melly sat silent a moment, and if it weren’t for hearing the TV in the background, I’d think she hung up, “Is everything okay?” she finally said.

“Everything is great,” I lied. She didn’t speak for a few moments, so I added, “I think you may get a new contract soon,”

“Designing?” she asked.

“Yes, but say nothing. Raul may use you for a project,” I told her. My phone vibrated, signaling an incoming text. It’s from Jimmy, “got to go. I will call you later,”

The text said we would leave at nine. That’s almost two hours from now. s**t! I got to get ready still. I quickly gathered up my clothes for the evening and headed to the bathroom to shower.

I’m thankful I brought a few dresses that I can go out in, I thought, as I looked down at my red cocktail dress. I hope it’s not too short, though, as it comes above my knees. After I finish blow drying my hair, I reach into my bag for my curling iron, but it’s not there.

Dammit! I left them on the bathroom sink in the penthouse. If I don’t curl or straighten my hair, it will turn frizzy and puff out later. Staying indoors doesn’t bother it so much, but the humidity outside will.

I groan internally, not wanting to go to Raul’s. I slipped on my heels and resigned not to have bad hair tonight. I head to Raul’s.

As I get off the elevator to his penthouse, I’m thankful the doorman didn’t question me since last he knew I stayed there too. I hear a very familiar voice laugh, and I panicked and froze in place.

“Think you for dinner earlier,” she cooed.

Raul is in the doorway and too far away to make out his response. The elevator is closed. I can’t just climb back on it.

“Oh, Gabby, what are you doing over there?” Sammy said.

Raul stepped out onto the hallway, and I’m mortified, “Gabby,”

“I left my curling iron on the bathroom counter, and I need it,” I held my head high, “I’m sorry I interrupted,”

Raul’s chocolate-colored eyes grazed me up and down as he took in my dress. I held his gaze.

“Well, run and get your curling iron,” Sammy motioned towards the door.

I walked towards the door and pushed past Raul into the room. Maybe having Sammy here is a good thing. It means I can get my curling iron and go without a discussion with Raul.

“I was just leaving, but I’ll be back soon,” I hear Sammy saying.

I walked through the bathroom and grabbed my curling iron. As I head out the door, something on the counter catches my eyes, the whip. I picked it up. A warmth spread through my body as I remembered how he used this on me just a few days ago.

“Do you want me to s***k you again?” Raul’s voice is husky and sexy as he stood in the door.

“Did you use this on her?” I asked him.

A look of confusion passed over his face before he broke into a laugher, “No, Gabby, I didn’t,” He walked closer to me, but I sidestepped and stepped out into the bedroom.

“Where is she at?” I asked him.

“I don’t know,” He moved closer to me, unbuttoning his shirt. His lustful eyes never leaving me.

“Why did you give her my wine?” I flipped the whip in my hand, not sure what’s coming over me.

“You look very sexy right now,” Raul is standing in front of me now, and I moved around and pushed him back onto the bed, “I told you spicy,” He pushed my dress up to my hips, and I yanked the sheets off the bed.

“That’s not an answer, do you want to be s*****d?” I whisper in his ear, making him moan.

“Are you jealous?” he asked me.

“I don’t need you,” I tell him. I pushed him back onto the bed and tied his hands together. I don’t know what’s coming over me, but I’m empowered and feel sexy.

“Gabby, what are you doing,” he moaned as I yanked his pants and boxers off.

“One more chance, why did you give her the wine you ordered for me?” I rolled him over in the bed, exposing his sexy bare ass.

“Why did you agree to go on a date with Jimmy?” He said.

“It’s not a date. Now, remember if you want me to stop, MR. CEO, you just say so,” I said as I drew back the whip and swung it as his ass.

“f**k, Gabby!” Raul hollered, and I swung again as he didn’t say stop.

“That’s for the wine,” I told him.

“Just wait till you untie me. I’m going to f**k you so hard, Gabriela,” he said.

I laid down next to him on the bed, “Rollover,” I said.

He rolled over, and I ran the whip slowly down his body as his body rocked back and forth at my touch. I wrapped my hand around his arousal, and he moaned, “Please Gabby,”

“Do you want me to untie you?” I whispered as I ran my tongue down his hard body, tasting his sweet body.

“I need you,” his voice is gruff, and it sent a warmth in between my legs.

I reached my hands into my panties and rubbed my swollen s*x, “Do you want this?” I asked him as I moaned. He nodded his head. “Then why was she here in your room?”

“Nothing happened. She followed me here. I didn’t let her in. No  woman has been in my room,” he begged.

I laid back on the bed and pulled off my panties, giving him a view, “Tell me how much you want it?”

“You have no idea. You’re the only woman in years I’ve had s*x with more than once. I need you right f*****g now, and if you don’t untie me, I’ll break through these sheets,” he warned.

I sat down on top of him, “I don’t share,” I moaned as he entered me.

“You are so hot, Gabriela,”

We lay in the bed, catching our breath. I’m thankful he’s still tied up as I don’t want him to roll over and see my face. He may distinguish my thoughts. A part of me feels embarrassed at how I just acted. I don’t know what took over me. Deep down inside, I think it’s a thing called feelings.

“That was great,” Raul said in between breaths, “But can you untie me now,”

“I’ve got to go get ready for the casino,” I said.

“You’ll never make it in time,” he laughed.

“Keep it up, and I’ll leave you tied up here while I go,” I teased.

“You wouldn’t dare,” he scoffed.

He’s right. Hell, I don’t even know where I found the courage to tie him up and s***k him. The embarrassment that he saw me in such a way makes my face flush. I have to work with this guy. I guess it’s no worse than him s******g me. This is a side of myself I never knew existed, and I’m not sure how I feel about it.

I reached over and untied Raul, “I’m sorry,” I whispered.

He moved a stray hair hanging in my face, his smoldering eyes staring into mine, and said, “I’m going with you,”

“You can’t,” I quickly said.

“Why not,” He sat up on the bed and planted a kiss on my forehead.

“You set the rules, Raul,” I warned. I know deep down it’s me in danger of catching feelings and blurring the lines.

He sat a moment thoughtfully before saying, “I didn’t invite you, and you didn’t invite me. Think of it as celebrating my new business deal. Besides, Jimmy invited you by saying many are going. So, it’s a group outing,” he stood up and grabbed his pants off the floor and headed towards the bathroom, “Send Jimmy boy a text tell him we will meet him there,”

It all seems so easy for him. I, on the other hand, am having problems separating s*x from feelings. I did the only thing I could. I grabbed my high heels in my hand and ran out of the suite.