Connor Hughes
After getting my mood ruined by Janice, I couldn't afford to go to the office, so I drove to the penthouse.
"Welcome, boss," Lucas, my personal assistant here in the penthouse welcomed me as he bowed, and I nodded my head.
"Get me someone to warm my bed. I'm bored," I said to him while still walking briskly to my bedroom.
"Yes, boss," he replied to me. I finally took the elevator to the floor where my master bedroom is located, and I threw myself on the bed as soon as I walked inside.
My phone rang with Khan's name displayed on the screen, but I rolled my eyes and ignored the call. He called me about three times and when I didn't answer any of his calls, he texted me.
'Hey, dork! Why the hell are you ignoring my calls? Aren't you coming to the office today?' I read his message and scoffed, tossing my phone on the bed. I wasn't in the mood to text him back. At least not now.
As the thought of Janice crossed my mind, I scoffed.
"Ugh! That annoying bit.." I paused and sighed deeply, knowing I didn't want to call her a bitch. How could she disobey me? It wouldn't have hurt this much if it were to be someone else she was going to meet, but Carl? Just the thought of it was driving me nuts.
I dragged myself sluggishly into the bathroom after I stripped out of my suit, and had a long and relaxing warm bath. I was going to do some pretty tedious work soon, so I should have a warm bath, yeah? Walking back into the room about twenty minutes later, I paused when I saw a young lady sitting on the sofa in my room. She was hot and sexy, and although she was sitting and I haven't seen what she looked like, I could already picture her curvy shape.
"Hi! I've been waiting for so long," She smiled at me, revealing her perfect dentition. When she stood up, I finally confirmed that she was indeed endowed with beauty and a sexy body.
"Hey," I tried to comport myself even though my dick was already reacting at the sight of her. I went to sit on the edge of the bed, and poured myself some red wine.
"It's nice to meet you. My name is..."
"I don't need your name," I cut her off. We were just going to do this once, so there was really no need to know her name.
"Oh," she slowly nodded her head. I guess she was embarrassed by the way I shut her up.
"Anyway... My name is Connor. You would need it later when I take you to cloud nine," I winked at her, licking my lip seductively after I emptied the glass of wine down my throat.
"I can't wait," she smiled at me, and I scoffed.
"That's the way to the bathroom. You need to shower first," I said to her, gesturing toward the bathroom for her, and she quickly nodded her head.
"Alright. I will be back," She winked at me before she left for the bathroom, and I took a deep breath, throwing my head back. Maybe doing this will clear my head, but Janice's annoying image kept popping in my head and I just wanted to pin her to the bed and torture her for disobeying me, but I just didn't want to do that. At least not yet. I didn't want to take her just yet.
The young lady came back with just a towel wrapped around her chest, and it barely covered her butt, revealing her long straight legs. She looked sexy even with no clothes on, but trust me, Janice was sexier. I didn't mean to compare them, but saying the truth won't hurt, right?
I watched as she catwalked to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning in for a kiss, but I turned my gaze away.
"Sorry, I don't do kisses. My lips are for my wife alone," I winked at her, and she raised her eyebrows.
"You are married?" She asked, and I raised my eyebrows before I nodded my head.
"Yes, I am. Do I look single?" I asked her, and she slowly nodded her head. I didn't mean to talk, but this felt good.
"Why are you cheating on your wife?" She asked me, and I scoffed.
"Everyone does it... There is nothing wrong with it," I shrugged, tucking her hair behind her ear and staring into her eyes. Her hazel eyes were charming and sexy, but that didn't mean that I would get lost in them.
"She will be hurt if she finds out about this..."
"You are such a considerate girl, you know? I've never seen a call girl being so considerate. You are really nice, and I must give you that," I hushed, tucking her on the bed and getting on top of her.
"I don't want to ruin your marriage... I've never slept with a married man before, and I don't plan to ever do," She bit her bottom lip, and I rolled my eyes.
"Well, you are about to, and after today, you may come looking for me to do this again, but sadly, I won't be available then. If you are not my wife, I don't sleep with one woman more than a time. Do your job and stop thinking about unnecessary things," I hushed, burying my face in her neck and teasing the nape of her neck, and she gasped sharply. She smelt really nice but not as sweet as Janice smells.
"Fuck! Why am I thinking about her?" I cursed silently, trailing kisses down her neck until I got to her chest, and I ripped the towel off, leaving her naked under me.
Just a little foreplay was all I needed before she was wet down there and I penetrated her, not after wearing a condom.
The sex was intense at first, not until I allowed the demon in me to take over, and I pounded her so hard that she literally started screaming and begging for me to stop, but I was so into it that I couldn't stop myself.
'I love you, Carl' I didn't know why those words kept popping into my head, I didn't know why I was imagining Carl and Janice being in each other's arms behind my back, but the thought was driving me nuts. I shouldn't have let her off just like that, I should've forced her back and not allowed her to go see him.
"Please... please Conn... or," The bitch begged me as I hit her from the back, but her voice was so faint as my mind was clouded with many thoughts.
I finally pulled out her, and cursed under my breath, running my fingers through my hair.
"Get out!" I barked at the girl, and she flinched. She tried to wear her clothes, but I grabbed her hand and dragged her out of my room, throwing her outside and slamming the door behind me.
"Shit!" I cursed angrily, grabbing the flower vase on the center table and throwing it across the room. My blood was boiling in rage, I could feel my throat burning in anger, my heart was pounding hard intensely, the thought of them having a nice time now was driving me nuts that I couldn't even think straight. I looked down at my dick and found it still standing aggressively even after that much sex, and I scoffed.
"Ugh! This is crazy," I growled, running my fingers through my hair.
Slumping on my bed, I reached for my phone and dialed Lucas' number.
"Yes, boss," His voice sounded from the other end, and I sighed.
"Send a bitch to my room. I give you five minutes to do that," I barked on the phone and ended the call immediately, throwing my phone on the bed carelessly. Reaching for the bottle of red wine on the center table, I poured two glasses and gulped down them in two gulps. My eyes were becoming heavy, my head felt like it was spinning, and my stomach hurts, but I still poured myself another one and drank everything.
"Ugh! I'm not drunk... No, I'm not," I shook my head, trying to keep my eyes open but they kept forcing themselves closed.
"I'm not drunk, ok? I can still hold it," I said to myself as I reached for the bottle again, and just when I was about to pour it, the bottle slipped from my hand and crashed against the floor, breaking into pieces and I felt s sharp pain in my leg.
"Lucas! Lucas!" I yelled out, hoping he'd hear me, but my room was soundproofed so it was going to be hard for him to.
Slowly, my vision became blurry and that was all I remembered...