Masked

CHAPTER 8 DECEIVER

“I hope you don’t mind me using your bathroom.” Fuckkk.

I should be at my penthouse, sitting on my arm chair, analysing my sales but here I’m! using her bathroom when I don’t even want it!

OKAY. RELAX.

I’ll just look around, see if I can get any information, and leave. Yes. I just have to stick to the plan. And one of the things that I have always been good at is sticking to my plans and goals. It won’t be that hard.

Just stick to the plan. Just stick to the plan. Just stick to-

Fuck.

While I was in the bathroom Alina has changed into normal clothes. She’s wearing a t-shirt, that’s hanging till her knees. Wait. She isn’t wearing any shorts. She’s in the kitchen, brewing coffee for us. I never knew a girl can be this beautiful in nothing just a t-shirt while doing the most casual work of making coffee. I thought she looked the prettiest tonight in her black dress. I couldn’t take my eyes off her the whole evening, but this Alina. She far more than just beautiful. She’s divine. She’s not anymore the CEO as the world knows her. She’s herself. A normal but the most extra-ordinary women I have ever seen.

Suddenly I started imagining her in my penthouse. She and I, together. The. Best. Couple. To ever exist.

I was so lost I did not notice a cat rubbing herself on my legs.

The cat meowed and took Alina’s attention towards her. She came close and picked her up. I don’t know why but I think I hate this cat. I hate how easy it is for her to take her attention. How easy it is for her to make her smile, without even doing anything. Miss Kitty, I hate you.

“I think she likes you.”

But sorry I don’t.

“Me too. What’s her name?”

“Lily. Oww my baby did you missed me.”

She said the latter part in baby voice. I couldn’t help but imagine her talking to her in that way with our kids.

FOCUS MAN!

We sat on her coffee table and started drinking the coffee when suddenly her knees brushed with mine. I felt a current, and she sure as hell also did because after that what happened was a sweet as heaven and as dangerous as hell for me.

We started kissing and she tasted like her. I didn’t even take a sipe of my coffee, because I hate coffee from as long as I know. But when coffee is mixed with her flavour, I think it’s of the most amazing flavours, after blue berries of course.

I grabbed her hips and started kissing her most furiously. It’s like I won’t be able to live if I don’t kiss her now. I saw a couch nearby and took her to it. Slowly I started taking off her t-shirt. Heaven.

I took of her bra and tore her panties aside. I started by licking her breasts. She was shivering under my touch. Her back was arching with my each lick. I made it to her thighs and planted soft kisses there. She grabbed my hair, wanting to tell she needs more. I started licking her p***y. God. She’s sweet as hell. She was already dripping. I played with her p***y for as long as I wanted, and then suddenly thrusted my fingers in her. She wasn’t ready. She moaned loudly, but I could tell she enjoyed it. I thrusted one more finger, and then one more. In. out. In. out. I perfect speed. With my thumb I started rubbing her c**t and with one hand I pinched her n*****s. She was on verge of coming. When I was still fully dressed, my c**k in full need, struggling to come out. I couldn’t let it out now, until I saw her coming all over my hand.

Her back arched, and she came with a sharp yelp. She was still high from her post o****m, when I started cleaning her.

When I was finished, I noticed she was already fast asleep. I took her to her bedroom and wrapped her in the blanked.

Look around the house man. I heard an inside voice.

She’s asleep. It’s not good to roam in a woman’s house when she’s asleep. Naked. Another voice. Wow. I never knew they the existed until now.

I have never been a person who lives on morals. I live on my principles and for my goals.

Fuckk. I don’t think it would be nice to look around now. I should just leave.