fantasy… You sweetheart, have clouded
every single love affair I've ever had since we parted. Every beautiful woman
I've ever fucked...it was always your face I saw. Even those times I'm deep
inside her and she’s calling out my name, it's your voice I hear telling me,
" I'm coming Jason, I'm coming..."
He laughed deeply when she shrunk
from his lips, tossing her head angrily. And then his voice hardened. “I want
you like this , helpless, needy, desperate. I want it this way because
it's dirty and nasty and wicked. And it's going to feel so damn good."
He's obsessed, she thought
despairingly, the breath coming fast in her chest. She whipped round to face
him. "So, if I do what you say, what then?"
She cringed to hear herself say the
words. Hated herself for even thinking it. But she couldn't think about herself
at such a time, could she? There was her ailing mother for one thing. Could
Bella throw away her mother’s well being on some stupid sense of self-worth and
dignity? Her business had kept the family going for so long; if she lost it,
she lost everything.
Bella cursed her cheating, thieving
boyfriend for the umpteenth time for his part in putting her in this situation.
If she ever got her hands on him, she'd... All train of thought fled from her mind as Jason
reached out a hand to trace the line of her jaw with his fingertips, before
they dipped past her shoulder blade to trail down the lapels of her jacket. Her
heart began to pound faster than ever as she looked up into his blazing,
darkened gaze. The searing heat of lust in them almost made her feel faint with
sickening anticipation. Why he had such power over her, she could never tell.
There was an almost animal magnetism oozing from him that even she couldn’t
deny. Raw, untamed and fierce – it seemed strong enough to engulf her in
its flames.
“If you do what I say,” he returned
calmly as his hand fell away, “Then I’ll call off the debts. Postpone them till
you’ve got ample time to work things out. How’s that for a fair deal?”
Swallowing convulsively, she made
herself say, “Oh, I think you can do better than that, Jason. For three nights
of sex, I want the debts cancelled. All of them.”
He paused, then chuckled softly as
he shook his head. “Making demands now, are we? I knew you’d want more. Okay,
Bella. I’ll give you exactly what you want if you do the same. Consider
it a deal.”
A ragged breath escaped her at his
flippant reply. “So, what now?”
“Just be ready for me tonight.”
Her head shot up from the paper she
held in her hand. “Tonight?”
“When I pick you up for our date, of
course,” was his casual reply. Bella gritted her teeth to keep herself from
saying anything. But there was more to come. She watched as he reached behind
his desk and unearthed a small shopping bag, inscribed with the name of a
prestigious lingerie boutique.
“I’ve got a little something I
thought you’d like,” he murmured, and gave her the bag.
Bella looked inside to find a
sinfully skimpy pair of lacy panties and a matching bra, her perfect size. She
glared up at him. “You were so sure I’d give in, weren’t you?”
“I knew you were a smart woman,
yes,” he said with a shrug, his smile thinning as he added, “I’d like you to
wear that tonight, for me. You needn’t bother with anything else…except maybe a
coat.”
“So it’s straight to the point, is
it?” she muttered scathingly. “What ever happened to handling things with a bit
of care? No wining and dining me before fucking my brains out?”
A grin crossed his harshly handsome
face, and for a second, he looked almost human.
“Well, you’ll have to forgive
my…exuberance. I must confess I literally can’t wait to have you. But then
again, we’ll still have two other nights...”
She turned away in disgust from his
smug expression, slamming her way out of the office to the sound of his mocking
laughter.
***
The more she told herself it