Like a wild stallion.
They tried to break me.
I became even more untamed.
Like a wild stallion.
Like a wild stallion.
They tried to break me.
I became even more untamed.
My soul speaks to you…
Your ego speaks to me..
You look into my eyes and you see unfathomable love..
I look into your eyes and all I see is cold lust…
You search my heart and all you find is longing..
I search your heart and all I find is emptiness…
You touch my body and you want to do like you did a hundred before me..
I touch your body and I want yours to be the only body I touch..
You need someone there to make you feel good about yourself..
I need someone there to love and complete me…
You open your mouth and all that flows out is vanity and lies..
I open my mouth and all that flows out is endless honesty..
You need to leave but you won’t because you are addicted to the sex…
I need to leave but I won’t because I am addicted to the thought of you loving me..
My lips speak to you and all you want to do is have a taste…
Your lips speak and all I want to do is be your girl for eternity…
I speak to you and all that comes out is question after question..
You speak to me and not a single answer makes an appearance..
I cant get enough of your sweet meaningless words…
You cant get enough of my soft touch and calming voice..
You spin your web of lies and trap me in..
I spin my web of naivety and hope and try to trap you…
We are forever stuck in a place that neither of us can escape…
Sometimes I wish I could be your shadow..
To trail behind you like a lost soul trying to catch on to its body..
Just so that I can get a chance…..
A fruitless, mindless chance…
To simply exist within the same space as you..
Sometimes I think i’m fine..
I think my world is completely normal..
That I might even be happy one day..
But then reality crashes over me..
And i realize the place where my heart used to reside is empty..
All that is left is a dark void..
“Iv never done this before”.. I whispered more to myself than to her..
“I’m glad i’m your first” She murmured..
Distracted by the sound of my dress hitting the floor..
She watched me…No.. Gazed at me..
Eyes glazed over in lust..Pure unadulterated desire..
Taking everything in as if in a trance..
As if I’m the sexiest vixen alive..
She sat quietly as I took off every stitch of clothing..
Letting them fall one by one..
Exposing myself to her hungry stare..
Until I stood in front of her with just my heels..
As she strolled towards me.. Prowled more like
Focused, sexy and confident..
Like a panther stalking it’s prey..
Ready for the take down..
A slight shiver of anticipation runs though my body..
As she stops in front of me she ran her hands over me..
Leaving goose bumps trailing behind her caress..
Starting at the nape of my neck.. Down my arms..
Touching the side of my breast.. Barely grazing my nipples..
“So beautiful” She said sounding amazed..
“Am I really all she says i am” my mind starts to wonder…
She moves her hands down my waist..
Grabbing my butt and squeezing roughly..
Moaning deep in her throat before her soft perfect lips crashed down on mine…
All thought dissipated…
All that mattered was this feeling.. This moment..
Applying for internships had been driving Alana crazy for the past few months. It seemed most companies just weren’t looking to hire a student and pay them as well, for the ones which she managed to get interviews to, were either too far away or had bosses who seemed unbearable.
That is why she was so nervous this morning , on the back of a cab on her way to yet another interview. That and the fact that she hardly got a full night’s sleep since a week and half ago when she met Sebastian. He roamed her mind madly, the spark of electricity that shot through her when he took her hand in his big manly one, imagining how those hands would feel on other parts of her body, thinking about his pink, luscious lips and if they feel as soft as they look.
She forced herself to pull away from the thoughts of handsomely chiseled Sebastian and concentrate on her impending interview.
Phone..check..” she thought doing a mental list of all the things she might need.
Arriving at the office complex, she stepped out of the cab, then looked at herself on the glass doors one last time before quickly walking in heading directly for the elevators which were on the verge of closing.
“Hold the lift please” She called out as she tried to run in her 6″ heels, failing miserably and flailing to the ground.
To her surprise she felt strong hands grab her by her waits and hoist her up right pulling her tightly against the savior’s rock hard body just as she was about to hit the floor face first. Lined along the stranger’s muscled body, Alana couldn’t help but want to stay a tad bit longer in those strong arms, for some reason she felt like they were built for her, like she belonged there. As he slowly set her on her feet once again, Alana felt a twinge of disappointment.
“Alana, are you OK?” Concern laced his voice as he spoke.
“I’m f.. fine” her voice trailed off as she recognized that voice, that sexy, rich voice with an accented drawl. She looked up and fell right into his hypnotizing sea blue eyes. Eyes which had been haunting her dreams and daily fantasies.
“Sebastian, umm..hi.. thanks for saving me” she stuttered with a shy smile trying to pull herself together and collecting her possessions off the floor.
“I want to be the one who saves you all time Alana” Sebastian said with a quiet resolve and Alana felt her heart skip a beat.
“It seems we are destined to meet ma cherie. For a while there I thought I had lost my chance to get to know you better” He continued with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“uumm..i’m sorry what?” Alana asked, rather confused and finding it hard to concentrate on anything but how absolutely gorgeous he looked. In a three piece designer suit that looked like it was designed on him he looked mouth wateringly good. He looked every bit the powerful business mogul she thought him to be.
“Well, I tried to call you a few times, but never managed to get hold of you” He gave her a small fake pout and cast his eyes down.
Alana couldn’t help but laugh,giggle really, which made her feel like a love struck teenager. His fake pout made her want to nibble on his lower lip badly.
As they walked towards the elevators once again, she apologetically explained to him how she had lost her phone the week before when she was on her way home from a night out with her girlfriends and she had just gotten a new one which he obviously didn’t have the number for.
They got into the elevator, then as it began moving up Sebastian pressed the stop button and as he turned to face her she felt as though he could see directly into her soul. Had she been stuck in the small confined space with anyone else she would have been scared out of her mind. But standing there with this strange beautiful man it wasn’t fear she felt, she was excited yet soothed at the same time.
He walked towards her, stalking her, like a tiger towards its prey he came slowly and with a purpose, never once taking his eyes away from hers. Coming to a stop in front of her, a little into her personal space, crossing the line from two people who didn’t know each other to two people who were longing to touch each other, the air around them changed and became charged with raw sexual tension.
He put his hands on either sides of her ears, his palms flat on the walls of the elevator and his jaw clenched tight as if it was taking all his energy to fight the urge to feel her pressed against him.
“Alana..” He breathed her name out causing a shiver to run down her spine.
“God why does the way he say my name drench my underwear, he shouldn’t have such an effect on me“.. Alana thought to herself, slowly licking her lips and trying to get some sort of control over her rapid breathing and pounding heart.
“What do I have to do to make you mine?” Sebastian asked with an unfathomable yearning in his voice..
Sebastian sat on the backseat of his Bentley SUV as it drove down the road in a state of boredom, not really knowing what he is doing or even bothered as to where he is heading.
“Stop the car”, he said to his driver, exasperated. There on the curb, by the bus stop sat the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on. With long ebony hair streaming down her perfectly small face, small pouty lips, and eyes like the jewels ancient travelers used to look for, such sad eyes for a goddess.
He lingered in the car wondering if it is the best thing to approach a girl sitting alone in a public area, sitting there in the luxury of his car all sort of thoughts go through his mind, what should he say, should he just ask Jean to continue driving, should he go and talk to the pretty girl and make her smile? After what seemed like an eternity waiting, he simply opened the door and walked slowly but swiftly to her.
“I’m sorry to bother you but I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you are yet you are so sad, I was hoping if I pathetically came to talk to you I would get at least a tiny smile from you “ He said quickly hoping for her to shut him out or tell him to leave her alone.
To his astonishment she smiled and said “Thank you for the compliment, I think”
”Why do you say ‘you think’ ?” He said with a deep accented drawl, letting out a slow, sexy, lazy smile
“Well you teamed up your compliment with the fact that I look sad, so I don’t know how good I might look while also seeming sad” A dark shadow crossed her eyes, Making his’s chest compress with pain for her. How could a girl this beautiful be so sad, he wanted to take her pain away, to give her the world, to make those pretty light brown eyes sparkle with joy.
How he could he feel so strongly, and so deeply for a girl he just met not even 5 minutes ago was beyond him.
“ummm.. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to say you looked any less breath taking even though your eyes have a sadness about them, I just meant you seem sad and I wish I knew how to make you give me that smile again” He took a breath and waited for her to say something, but she just gave him a small smile and looked down at her nails. Bright red nails on beautiful small and fragile looking hands.
When he saw that she wasn’t going to say anything he continued.
“So tell me ma cherie, who’s the jerk who made you blue so that I can go give him a beat down?”
She let out a breathy, melodious laugh which hit him like a stack of bricks, so unexpectedly angelic.
“I’m sorry, where are my manners, my name is Sebastian Right”
She put her hand in his perfectly manicured extended hand, marveling at how his brawny masculine hand swallowed her tiny fragile hand.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Sebastian, I’m Alana Reynolds” She said still smiling at him.
Sebastian had seen a lot of girls around the world, as the CEO of his father’s Rights Incorporated the biggest steel and shipping company in the world, his job took him everywhere and introduced him to women from all walks of life.
“The pleasure is truly all mine Alana” He said with optimism in his voice as he was so surprised and pleased to be talking to her.
“Well Sebastian, if you are going to continue talking to me, I suggest you take a seat, you will make me grow horns standing over me like that” She smirked as she scooted over making a space for him next to her.
He laughed richly and deeply as he took a seat next to her. “I have no idea what that means, but i’d love to take a seat”
They continued to talk for a while getting to know each other and realizing that they have so much in common.
She told him about how she is a student and talked about her studies, he listened, grateful to have been blessed enough to find this beauty, breathing in her rich lavender, spicy scent. He told her about his latest business meeting which left him completely drained and without any solutions to his problems. He had been dealing with his father’s latest business purchase, a small company in Malaysia which he had been sent to help get it underway, this was easier said than done.
Most of the employees could hardly speak English and it was up to him he would just close the danm business and go back to Geneva.
“It seems to me that you could use some help understanding them, and also learning about their culture and maybe find some way to improve their work ethic” She looked thoughtful and ready to give him more ideas.
He appreciated that she was trying to help him, he had never spoken to a girl who tried to share his problems and help him solve them. It excited him in ways he didn’t understand.
“Its been so enriching and such a pleasure getting to know you. You have turned my day around, but I really have to get going, the bus is coming” Alana said, a little sad that she will have to part with this gorgeous man with green expressing eyes.
“I am the one who is grateful to have met you, believe me when I say I have never had a better day but now” Sebastian said as she got up to leave.
They said their goodbyes and exchanged contact details then parted ways. As he watched her get into the bus he felt his heart flutter, she looked out at him from the bus window and waved at him with a sultry smile.
The rest of the afternoon passed in a daze as all that was in Sebastian’s mind was Alana, he sweet voice, her small pink lips, the way she cocked her head when she got shy, her silky, soft chocolate skin.
Sebastian knew no matter what it took, however long he had to wait, whatever he had to go through, he had to make her his.
To be continued..
“I can explain” She said breathlessly as she tried to find something to cover herself in.
He was driving like a maniac, swerving and almost going head first onto an oncoming truck. For the past few months his wife had been unnaturally jolly. Her whole behavior has been different, uplifted. She has been caring more about her looks, clothes and even started working out. Caring more about him and trying her best to make sure things between them are great.
At first he thought he must be doing something right and finally making her happy, but then he realized it had nothing to do with him, he noticed small changes, new sexy underwear, hushed whispers on the phone, spending more time outside the house with her friends and the utter lack of passion and heat in their love making.
Ahmed had fully concluded that his wife was having an affair. That’s when he came up with a plan to catch her in the act and confirm his suspicions. He told her he was going on a business trip for the week and hired a private investigator to let him know when his wife meets her lover, then went to hide out at a hotel. Now as he hurried back to his house he wished he had never gotten the call. He kept replaying the words over and over in his head.
“Your suspicions where right and they are in your house this very minute” the private investigator said over the phone.
Ahmed did not even wait to hear the rest of the findings and was out of the door in a heartbeat. As he was entering his driveway his heart was beating so hard he thought it would pop out from his chest. As he slowly and quietly opened the living room, he still wished the P.I was wrong, but as he neared the stairs he heard the sounds. He heard her moaning and screaming and pictured her quivering with pleasure as a man caressed her soft, plum body, as he ravished and kissed her.
He walked slowly up the stairs, the sounds getting louder as he got closer to the bedroom door, the sounds made his skin crawl, he felt the hair on his back stand.
“Where is he?” He yelled furiously as he slammed the bedroom door open.
“Oh my god Ahmed! What are you doing here?!” Yara shrieked in disbelieve and shame.
“Where is the bastard you are fucking?” he roared through the bedroom, ripping the sheets from his wife’s hands as she tried to cover herself up in futility. He stomped through the room looking under the bed, in the bathroom, out of the window, behind the curtains and as he jerked open the closet door his emotions went into turmoil from pain, to fury and finally confusion.
“Anaise?!” He stared at her feeling like he had just been kicked in the gut..
To be continued with the final part… 🙂