Unbroken August

How it started

August and Becky had been tracking Mateo, the secretive heir to the Sterling Group, for weeks. The Sterling Group stood at the pinnacle of corporate America, a titan among the country's many multi-million-dollar companies. Mateo's identity was largely known to the public. In the industry, his name carried immense weight and power, but no one had seen him.

August pov

As we entered the club, the pulsating beat of the music enveloped us, the bass thumping in sync with my racing heart. The dance floor was a sea of bodies, moving and swaying to the rhythm, a kaleidoscope of colors and lights.

Becky and I made our way to the bar, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat. We ordered drinks, the liquid burning as it went down, fueling my determination. The music shifted, the tempo increased, and I felt a surge of adrenaline, knowing that tonight was the night my plan would come to fruition.

Determined, I took to the dance floor, my body moving with a fluidity I didn't know I possessed. The music surrounded me, enveloping me in its embrace, and for a moment, I forgot about everything else. All that mattered was the music, the movement, the thrill of the chase.

Becky joined me, her movements mirroring mine, our eyes locked in silent communication. We danced with a purpose, each step bringing us closer to our goal.

As the night wore on, we spotted Mateo in the VIP section, surrounded by a throng of people. I danced closer, keeping my eyes fixed on him, my heart pounding in anticipation.

Becky whispered to me, her voice barely audible over the music, "Now's our chance."

With a nod, I made my way to the bar, where a waiter was preparing to take drinks to Mateo.

Becky engaged him in conversation, distracting him as I discreetly added the sleeping pills to Mateo's drink.

My heart raced as I watched Mateo drink from the glass, the drug taking effect quickly.

The waiter left the Vip and went back to the bar. I felt a churn in my stomach. "He's out. What now?" I whispered to Becky, my voice filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

"Take him to a room. You can... after you have s*x with him, maybe even... have his child. He'll come to love you, and then he'll be all yours". Becky replied, and gave me a reassuring look.

I knew what I had to do. "Wish me luck" I said, as I confidently strode to where he was.

"Hey babe, you've had a lot to dron, let's go" I called out to him as I placed his arm around my neck.

As we managed to get past one of Mateo's bodyguards, with me pretending to be his girlfriend, a surge of adrenaline coursed through me. I was so close to him, I could feel his soft breath on my neck.

"f**k" I muttered to myself.

"He is so hot, and I'm going to have him today". Just the thought of that made me have butterflies in my stomach.

Just immediately, we got into the room and closed the door. I tiptoed and took his lips into mine and, to my surprise, he kissed me back.

I broke the kiss, and I looked up at him. "Mateo," I whispered, surprise laced in my voice.

Suddenly, he held my neck and pinned me against the wall, his mouth devouring mine, his tongue invading my mouth. I was helpless, my body responding to him even as my mind screamed in protest.

"Wait, wait, wait" I half screamed as I pushed him away.

"What's wrong Matty?" I asked, still gasping for air.

"Shut up and come here" he said, his voice a little deeper and husky.

He walked closer to me, his eyes full of hunger, he looked at me like I was his prey.

"Oh no, that isn't it. I have to leave here". I said to myself as I began to back up.

"Come here" he said, his voice getting deeper as he kept coming closer to me, looking like a different person.

I turned sharply as I raced towards the door, pulling the door knob, but it had been locked. How it got locked was a mystery to me.

He closed in on me and grabbed my throat.

"Where are you going to?" He snarled, his eyes wild with possessiveness.

"Sorry....wait.....please" I pleaded.

"You are going nowhere, you are mine." he said, his grip tightening as he lifted me off the ground.

"Yes, yes, I'm yours" I whispered. Then he left my neck.

"Please, don't hurt me..." I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes.

"I won't, not if you do as I say." He promised, his voice still low and husky.

"O-Okay." I agreed, my voice trembling.

"Now, take off your clothes, and go lie on the bed." He commanded, his eyes roaming over my body.

I nodded and slowly began to undress, my hands shaking as I removed only my jacket and climbed onto the bed.

He climbed the bed as well and let out a chuckle as he ripped off my clothes, his fingers finding my c**t, rubbing it in a way that had me arching off the bed, begging for more.

I shivered at his touch, my body responding to him in ways I never thought possible.

"I'm going to enjoy this." He murmured, his hands cupping my breasts.

"Oh God..." I moaned, as he inserted a finger into my p***y.

"Yes, that's it, love." He growled, his other fingers teasing your n*****s.

"Please..." I begged.

He slammed into me, his c**k stretching me, filling me, his mouth swallowing my screams.

I cried out, my body bucking against his, my orgasm threatening to tear me apart.

He kept rampaging my p***y with full force as he groaned.

His c**k was huge and thick, and I was struggling to accommodate him.

"yes! matty!"

"f**k, say that again" he growled as he went even harder.

"yes! matty!"

"sh*t" he muttered as he finished deep inside my p***y.

Just when I was about to talk to him, he lay on me with his full weight and before 5 seconds he was fast asleep.

I gently laid him down on the bed, put on his shirt and left