Bound by shadows

Surrendering To Desire

Seth smirked at Micheal after his introduction.

“Do you really have to add that last part, brother?” Seth asked.

Micheal shrugged. He went to the bar area in the living room, he pulled out a stool and sat down.

Seth walked up to me, smiling broadly. It was hard to imagine that he was shouting angrily just a minute ago.

“Hi, Kate. I am Seth. Micheal’s older brother” he said, stretching his right hand out and winking at me.

Taking his hand into my own, I replied,

“Hi, I am Kate. Micheal’s…. “ I stopped, thinking of what I was just about to say.

Seth laughed. He lifted my hand which was in his and brought it to his lips, planting a kiss at the back of palm as he looked towards where Micheal was sitting. I looked at Micheal also and saw him scowling at the both of us. His grip tightened around the glass in his hand that has drink in it. He had poured himself whiskey as soon as he got to the bar. I didn’t know why it troubled me but I turned back to Seth and gently removed my hand from Seth grip, smiling politely at him.

“You seem like an interesting woman, Kate” Seth said, observing me.

“So, I’ve been told” I replied.

“Join us at the bar, I would love to learn more about you” Seth said, walking towards the bar before I could oppose it and go back into the room to prepare to leave. I followed him, reaching the bar; I sat down by the right side of Micheal while Seth sat by his left.

“Do you want some of this, Kate?” Seth asked me as he poured himself a drink from the bottle of Whiskey.

“No” Micheal’s deep voice came through before I could answer. I frowned at him. I didn’t want the drink but I was capable of answering for myself.

Seth looked between me and Micheal. A hint of amusement dancing around his eyes.

“I think she is perfectly able to decide for herself. Aren’t you, Kate?”

“She has had enough to drink from last night. She won’t be drinking anymore” Micheal said, answering for me again before I could reply.

“I am perfectly able to decide when I want to and when I do not want to drink, thank you” I said, glaring at Micheal.

Micheal smirked at me, before, turning his attention back to the drink on his hand.

“Well, you heard the lady, Micheal, she is capable of making her own choices” Seth said, as he raised a glass to me in a form of salute. I smiled at him.

“So, do you want a drink, Kate?” Seth asked, again. I knew he was only trying to infuriate his brother so I decided to play along.

“Yes, please” I replied, taking out a glass cup and gestured for him to pour the drink. Micheal squinted his eyes at me, shooting me with a deadly gaze. I ignored him as I drank slowly.

“So, Kate, tell me, how did you meet Micheal? I mean, I would ask him but he is not very good with conversations” Seth said, his lips twisted up as he teased Micheal. I could tell from the way he looks at his brother that he loves him although he finds joy in making fun of him.

“Uhhh… we actually met at Starwave Studios. It was in front of the elevator where we bumped into each other.” I narrated our first encounter to him.

“Let me guess, he was so arrogant that he refused to apologize after you both bumped into each other” Seth said.

I laughed as I nodded my head.

“He was a real jerk to me even after I apologized” I said, smiling. I looked at Micheal, he wasn’t smiling or frowning but I knew from his expression that he was thinking about that day too.

“Why am I not surprised?” Seth said.

Micheal groaned as he turned to Seth and glared at him, he said,

“Stop talking about me like I am not here”

Seth looked at him with a smirk on his face before turning his attention back to me,

“Tsk, Tsk, do you see what we are saying, ‘arrogant’ “ he said, shaking his head at Micheal as he smiled.

I chuckled, when I heard what he said.

“What were you doing in Starwave Studios, anyway?” Seth asked me, sipping from his drink.

“I went for an interview, luckily I got the Job” I said, as I also took a sip from my drink.

“I imagined you would. Do you perhaps happen to know, who is the owner of that company you work in?” Seth asked, staring at Micheal as he asked the question. Micheal looked at him, his eyes shooting him a warning.

“Actually, I haven’t really done any research on him. But I heard from the workers that he is a ruthless, self-absorbing boss, that sacks his workers over every little mistake” I replied, oblivious to the brief, silent communication that passed between the two brothers.

Seth laughed at my response.

“Ruthless and self-absorbing. Couldn’t have described him better.” he said, smiling. I had a gut feeling that he might know who my boss is but I decided against asking him.

“You should do some research about him. I am certain, you will be shocked at what you will find” Seth said, again.

Micheal finished the remnants of his drink before turning to Seth,

“I think it’s time you get going. You have over stayed your welcome” Micheal said, giving him a hard stare.

I stared wide-eyes, surprised at the way he spoke to his brother. Seth smiled, he didn’t seem affected by the tone his brother used on him.

‘He must have been used to it by now’ I thought.

Seth finished the last of his drink and got down from his chair. He walked over to where I was sitting and stretched his palm. I put my hand into his. He brought it to his lips, planting a kiss at the back of my hand before saying;

“It has been a great pleasure to know, Miss Kate. I hope we get to see each other again.” He said, as he lets go of my hand.

Micheal frowned at the both of us, his face had on a scowl as he kept a burning gaze at my hand where Seth had held and kissed.

I smiled at Seth as I said, “Likewise”

Seth gave me a final nod, before turning to his brother,

“Give a thought to what I said, brother, she misses you” he said, before walking towards the door, he left and shut the door behind him.

Immediately, he left, I turned to Micheal,

“Who misses you?” I asked.

Micheal looked at me, before looking back at the glass cup in his hand. The glass cup was empty now and he was staring at it, intensely, as if contemplating if he should pour himself another drink.

“No one, just my mother” he replied.

I stared at him, surprised by what he said.

“Your mother is not no one, Micheal” I said.

He closed his eyes, as soon as I said his name.

He pulled the chair that I sat on closer to him, my thighs became trapped between his legs. Bringing his face closer to my face, he breathed in my scent.

“I had always imagined what my name would feel like on your lips” he said, with his eyes closed.

I inhaled deeply as soon as I heard his words.

“If you’ve always imagined it, then you should have told me your name from the beginning” I said, my voice coming out as a whisper.

‘What’s he doing to me? How can he just say a few words and I am already wet between legs’ I thought.

“You should have asked” he replied.

I realized I didn’t really know much about this man. I didn’t even know his name until a few moments ago.

I closed my eyes as our lips almost touched, I could smell the whiskey from his breath as spoke,

“You let my brother kiss your hand and I don’t like it” he said, his voice a low growl.

He opened his eyes and was looking at me intensely, his gaze felt intimidating, I opened my eyes and stared back at him. A daring thought came to me as I realized he was jealous. I decided to play on his jealousy.

Bringing my hand lower, I rested my palm on his groin, moving it lower until I could touch his p***s, I felt him harden under my touch from his sweatpants. Hearing him groan, I looked at him innocently as I said,

“ I like your brother very much. He is fun and he seems sexy too”

Micheal grabbed my hand as he glared at me. His eyes burning with anger at what I said. Without saying a word, he used his other hand to lift me from my stool and placed me on the bar counter as he stood up. I gasped at the sudden movement, without giving me room to recover from the shock, he kissed me, taking my lips with his. His tongue invading my mouth as he kissed me roughly, his hand moved into my hair and grabbed a handful of my hair. I moaned against his mouth, from the brutal invasion. His lips tasted of whiskey and something sweet. I felt a growing need between my legs as I tried to move in closer. I kissed him back, seeking release from this sweet torment. His hands moved up my thighs, his fingers invading my inner folds. He rubs his thumb on my c**t, igniting the fire between my legs more. I moaned against his mouth, my hand grabbing his hand between my legs as I urged him on.

After a while, He broke off the kiss, just as I was so close to climaxing from his fingering, he removed his hand from between my legs as I groaned in protest. I didn’t want him to stop. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me. I felt heat rise up to my cheeks, as I gathered the courage to ask,

“Why did you stop?”

“Cause you haven’t proven to me that you deserve the release that I can give” he replied

“What?” I asked, still breathless from the kiss.

“That was your punishment, darling, for trying to test to me”

I stared at him for a moment, as his words sinked in. I looked at him, registering his words as the anger built up in me.

“My punishment?” I asked, surprised.

“YOU…” I shouted at him, trying to find the right words to cuss him with. He should have just left me as I was before instead of doing all those things to me. I felt sexually frustrated, annoyed, shocked.

‘This man has made me feel several emotions in just one day’ I thought, as tears began to well up in my eyes.

Micheal came closer to me, observing me, he placed his hands on my cheeks as he wiped away the tears that had begun falling from my eyes. His eyes were confused as to why I was crying.

“Why are you crying?” He asked, using the tip of his fingers to lift my chin so I can look at him. I shake my head and turned away from him.

“I am sorry” he said, as he observed my face. He assumed that I was crying because of him and he wasn’t entirely wrong. I felt a certain warmth in my chest because I knew that ‘I am sorry’ wasn’t words he said easily. Yet, he just said them to me because he thought he had hurt me with his last statement.

He lifted my chin up so that i could look at him, his hands stroking my cheeks as he said,

“Darling, I am bad for you. You are good and you are pure. You’ve also been through a lot in your life, I don’t know what it is but it shows in your eyes and I would hate to add to it. I should stay away from you but yet, I keep coming back to you.”

I stared at him, with wet lashes, not knowing what to say or how to respond, so I kept quiet. I could see a deep sadness in his eyes for a second, before he looked away from me. When he looked at me again, the sadness that was there had gone.

He helped me to come down from the bar counter. We stood close to each other, as he closed his eyes for a second and inhaled deeply. He opened them and said,

“You should go”