Dangerous Proximity
1090 Words
Mia
The mansion had a rhythm and I spent two weeks learning it with the patience of someone who had been planning this for five years.
Victor and Ethan left by seven each morning for Vanguard Holdings.
My mother had her own routines. In the quiet hours, I moved through the house like a shadow.
I was in the kitchen before the cook arrived one morning when Victor walked in, fresh from a run.
"You're up early," he said, voice low.
"I don't sleep well in new places," I replied.
He stepped closer, pouring water. "Tell me something real, Mia. What do you actually want?"
"What does anyone want?" I said carefully. "A life that means something."
"That's not an answer," he said, eyes narrowing. "That's a deflection. You do that every time I ask you something real."
"You ask very personal questions for someone I met only a month ago."
"You married into my house three weeks ago," he countered. "That makes you mine to be concerned about."
The word mine hung between us. I turned toward the refrigerator. "I should get breakfast started."
He didn't move. "You're trembling," he observed softly.
"I'm not.", I said back to him.
"Liar," he said playfully, as he walked so close to me that I could feel his breathing all over me.
I won't lie, I was so helpless, I just stared into his eyes, as though I wanted him to own me at that point.
Am I crazy if I said that split second had me all craving him to the fullest?
“I know we are going to be good friends”, he said as he just smiled, gave me a kiss on the forehead and walked out.
Phew…. What is going on with me?
Ryan found me in the library later that day.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked, holding two cups of coffee.
"Please.", I said with a smile.
He sat. "Why Ethan?" he asked directly and I was shocked.
"Why not Ethan?", I said trying to understand what he was saying.
"He's a good man," Ryan said. "Unusual in this family. I wonder if that's why you chose him."
"I care about him," I said, lying through my teeth.
Ryan studied me. "My father is watching you very closely. More than usual. Did you know that?"
"I know.",I said though I had no idea he was actually watching me deeply.
"He watches everyone," Ryan continued, "but this feels different. Be careful, Mia."
"I will.", I said, surprised at how Ryan was concerned.
Suddenly a text came into my phone..
My office. When you can. — V
“I would need to get a glass of water”, I said to Ryan as I stood up.
“Sure”, he said with a smile.
I then walked out and headed to Victor's office, wondering why he was calling me.
Victor was waiting. The moment I entered the office he pointed at the chain nearby and I sat down and then he walked over to me.
"I've been trying to understand you," he said, stepping close. "Since the engagement party. I cannot read you, and that frustrates me."
"Maybe there's nothing to read," I whispered.
"There is always something." His hand lifted my chin. "Tell me this is not just in my head."
He was so f*****g close to me again, and this time, all my thoughts if reasoning were out the window, I didnt even know when I grabbed him by the neck and kissed him deeply.
The kiss was so intense that Victor lifted me onto his desk, scattering papers.
"You've wanted this," he said against my mouth, voice rough. “Now, you got it, hope you can handle it all.”
"Yes, I can," I breathed, hating the truth of it.
He knelt, pushing my dress up. "So wet already," he murmured before his tongue found me.
Fuck, he went straight in like he was starving for me. His tongue licked me up and down real slow at first, then faster, sucking hard on my c**t while two thick fingers pushed deep inside. I was so f*****g soaked, I could hear the messy wet sounds every time he moved his hand. He kept curling those fingers, hitting that spot over and over that made my legs shake like crazy.
"Victor—" I gasped, gripping his hair tight, almost pulling it.
"C*m for me," he growled against my p***y, sucking even harder, adding a third finger and stretching me wide open. He was licking and fingering me like he wanted to ruin me right there.
I just let it all out against his mouth, trying to hold back the moans that were forcing their way out. My whole body jerked hard as I came, thighs squeezing around his head while he kept licking up every bit like he couldn’t get enough.
He stood up, breathing heavy, and pulled out his thick c**k. "Look at me," he said, voice all rough as he pushed inside me in one hard thrust.
I moaned loud at how full he made me feel. He started f*****g me hard against the desk, deep and messy, slamming into me without holding back. His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider so he could go even deeper. The desk was shaking under us.
"God, you feel perfect," he groaned. "So tight around me. This married p***y is gripping me so f*****g good, baby."
Our bodies were slapping together loud and wet. I came again, harder this time, my arms wrapped all around him, nails digging into his back as the pleasure hit me like a wave. My legs were shaking so bad I could barely think.
With a low growl, Victor buried himself deep and came, flooding me with hot pulses. He kept grinding slow and deep, pushing it all inside me like he didn’t want any to escape.
We were still catching our breath when a knock sounded.
Victor helped me down quickly, as I quickly arranged my dress and went to sit on the cushion as though nothing happened.
"Come in," he called calmly.
Alex entered. "Dad, the workers at the site were saying _”, he was saying before he noticed me. “Sorry to interrupt."
"No, it's fine, I was just leaving," I said, voice steady despite my racing heart.
I walked away with Victor’s c*m leaking down my thigh, the taste of danger thick on my tongue.
Did I just f**k my stepfather?
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