Conflict Of Interest (6 page)

Natalia’s POV

Chapter 10

I am pissed off! He owes me some kind of explanation. I run up the stairs, snatching my door open and then slam it closed without any consideration to my neighbors. I pace back and forth from my bedroom to my kitchen like five times.

I don’t know what to do. I want him to explain all that he was saying to me and all these new feelings that are really going on with us. Yeah, I miss him, and I can tell he misses me, too, but I couldn't admit it to him yet. I’m petrified of what I am starting to feel for him.

But first, we need to talk. I stopped my pacing. If he wants to show up unannounced and do whatever he wants, then so can I. I think I will go find him. I think I have an idea where he just might be. I walk into my bedroom, sipping my wine as I stare at my clothes in my closet, trying to decide what to wear. I definitely want to look sexy tonight.

I start randomly piecing together bottoms with tops when I spot my favorite pair of black skinny jeans and I know that is exactly what I am going to wear. I pair those jeans with my pointy, black studded heels and a lacy, black corset. Yes, the ones that fit slim in the waist and perks your boobs up. I always feel sexy in black and I accentuate my outfit with silver bracelets and silver earrings.

As I look at myself in the mirror, I see that my silky, black hair flows freely around my face, down past my breasts just the way he likes it. I look like a million bucks well spent. I keep my makeup simple with light brown eye shadow and mascara to bring out my bright blue eyes and finish the look with a bold, red, wet looking lip-gloss on my full lips. I grab my clutch and am on my way to Frederic’s Lounge. He has to be there and if he’s not, then I’ll have a couple drinks by myself and then come home. I grab a cab and pull up at the club within minutes. I walk in, giving the doorman a wave.

Tonight is loud and chaotic. The owner of the club happens to be Alyssa’s Uncle Frederic, so I get a big advantage not having to wait in the crowded lines and get drink hookups. They all know me. The DJ is playing “Loud” by Rihanna and I lift my arms, following the beat of the song as I walk to the nearest bar through the crowd of people. I can see all the eyes on me. It has to be this corset. I smile and I keep strutting my stuff. I see Evan, just like I knew I would, on the opposite side of the bar and I walk in his direction. He was just turning away from the bartender with two drinks in his hands. I stop him by standing right in front of him; he looked floored.

“Natalia.” His eyes are wide open and his voice soft. I can tell he already had a few drinks in him. “What are you doing here?”

“Last I checked I was able to go wherever I pleased.”

I look behind him and that’s when I see her again. She is smiling, walking up to him and putting her hand on his shoulder. “Hey, what's going on?” She grabs her drink off his hand and takes a sip.

He doesn’t say a word but his face tells me something different. I refuse to make a scene, but damn it, if I didn’t want to pop her in her face and scrape her smile off her face. I’m going to play it better than her.

“I see you have company.” I keep my eye contact on both of them. She smiles. He stays silent. I smile and step around them, walking behind them to leave when he turns quickly, placing his drink down and grabbing my hand.

“Wait.” His face almost looks like he's begging me to stay.

“Evan, don't do this,” Marissa interrupts. Now this bitch is annoying me. I am going to show her who runs shit here.

“I’m leaving and telling you ahead of time to give you the option of coming with me or staying here with this bitch.”

“Excuse me,” she reacted to my name-calling. I didn’t even acknowledge her. I pull my arm from his grip and walk out. I’m walking out as confident as I came in.

Once I’m outside, I hear him running behind me. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me tight against his chest. He kisses my neck and I try to push him off. I’m not strong enough because my body is going against me.

“Evan, get off me, you are drunk.”

He keeps on nibbling and kissing my neck and gets to my earlobe. “You need to be fucked now. You in this corset, it does things to me.” He slurred his words

I suddenly had an image of the girl he was with. I push him off again. “Go back inside. Save all of this” I say as I grab his dick, “—for that bitch you were with.”

“She is no one to me.” I see his face changing and he's getting frustrated. “You know what?”

“What, Evan!” I cross my arms over my chest. He throws me over his shoulder, taking me to his car, which was parked right around the corner. He puts me inside and I start trying to argue with him but he stays silent.

You can’t drive like this Evan. He gives me nothing back. He drives and I buckle myself in.

He drives straight to my apartment and parks.

“You’re not coming inside with me.”

Before I was done with that sentence, he was out his door, and in front of mine pulled me out and brought me inside the building. I fight back, but his is strong and skillful I must say. He knows how to pin me how he wants to and take control. He knows how to hold me tight enough so I can't move. He picks me up over his shoulder again and climbs up the stairs, putting me down when we reach my door.

“Open the door,” he demands.

I stand there with a look of shock on my face when he grabs my clutch, takes my keys and opens the door himself. He pulls me inside with him. He followed me to my in front of the counter.

“What's your problem?”

“My problem, Natalia? You are the one upset over nothing.” He starts smirking. “As a matter of fact, we are done talking.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Yes, I think you want to be fucked.”

I swallow hard; my body is on fire for this man. He made me feels so enticing and the way his eyes lust over me made me wet on the spot.

“Fuck me then. Take me, here, now.”

His eyes darken as he heard my orders. He pulls me toward him and twirls me around with my back against his chest. He brushes my arms with his hands from the top of my shoulders down to my hands. I lean my head back on his shoulder while he tucks the heavy side of my hair behind my back around my other shoulder.

He breathes against my ear as he whispers, “I am about to fuck you senseless.” His hands are gripping the sides of my body. “I want to make you cum one time after the other until your body can't produce any more juice.”

I freeze after a moan comes out of my mouth. He definitely heard that sound and I turn my head slightly toward his face to see him lick his wicked lips. He starts then to devour my neck with his aggressive kisses while he is gripping my hair in a fistful and pulling it to one side. Something about this force and aggressiveness got me feeling even hotter. At that very moment, I realize I need this. I need his commands and his dominance. I need him as much as I want him.

“I want you to pull your panties down right now.”

What? He wants me to take my panties off? I think to myself. I turn my face and give him a sensual look and a flirty smile. He knew he had me where he wanted at that moment. So I proceed to do as he asks. I love the authority in his voice.

He backs up a little, giving me room to bring my panties down while still having a hold on my hair. They fall around my ankles and I feel his hard, big cock on my ass. I straightened myself as I lift my ass up a little higher, giving him an invitation.

He releases a moan and grips me from behind the neck with one hand as the other holds onto the sink counter. As he holds me tight, he starts pounding my pussy. He was serious when he said he was going to fuck me senseless.

“You like it, baby?” he whispers in my ear while his hand are gripping my hips.

Unable to control my moans, I scream, “Yes I like it.”

“Your pussy feels so good. Your pussy belongs to me. Do you hear me?”

“Oh yes.”

“Who does your pussy belongs to?” I don’t say it fast enough when he says, “Tell me now. I want to hear you scream it.”

“It belongs to you, only you, and I’m cumming, Evan.”

“Come for me, baby.” He must feel it because I am right there. As my eyes close, my head starts to turn away from his view, but he quickly grabs my chin to turn my face toward him.

“Your eyes stay on me, Natalia.” Always!

That command weakens my knees and I start shaking, feeling my orgasm take over. He is kissing and softly biting my shoulder, making me feel so good.

“Catch your breath, baby; I want you to get ready for the next orgasm and then the next. We going all night, so this time, put your seatbelt on ‘cause it’s going to be a wild night,” he says, already getting hard again in my pussy. This man is like the Energizer bunny.

We finally settle in the bed. He kisses my forehead and I can’t speak any longer. After that intense and overwhelming, in a good way, sex session, my eyes grow heavy. I let sleep take me with a smile from the bliss I have experienced from the last couple of hours.

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I wake up to a bead of sweat forming on my forehead and in between my tits. Why is it so hot in here? I open my eyes to a gorgeous chest. My hand is draped on his stomach and I make small circles on his abs. He is fast asleep with his face turned to the other side. My left leg is thrown over and hooked around his leg. We are moist from sweat. I then realize that he is still here in my bed, and it’s morning. He has spent the night here with me. A feeling of bliss comes over my body, knowing he didn’t run out.

I go to move my right arm to get off the bed quietly and he opens his eyes. I smiled at him.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he says, snuggling his face into my hair and holding me closer to him, tightening his hug.

“Oh my God, Evan, it’s so hot in here.”

“It can get hotter,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

I laugh. “The thought of that sounds perfect, but it feels like a sauna in here. I need a shower.”

“Sleep well?” he asks, smiling and touching my hair gently.

“Yes, I did.” I nod my head. “I slept well until I woke up drenched.”

“What time is it?” he asks anxiously, and then he reaches over to his pants to grab his phone to check the time. “It’s ten after nine.”

“Do you have to go?”

Kissing my lips, he mutters, “No. I’m good for a while.”

“Would you care for some coffee?”

“I would love some.”

I walk to the kitchen, in need of a cup of coffee, while he follows behind me. He sits down at the table as I continue on into the kitchen to make us a cup. Once the coffee is done, I pour Evan a cup and carry it to him. I return to the kitchen to pour mine, adding milk and sugar.

I am standing in front of the counter, leaning back against it as I look in his direction, watching him as he sips his coffee and looking lost in another world. He is staring off with a gentle giant look about him. I begin etching his facial features into my brain, not wanting to ever forget this moment. I was a little bit nervous of how this was going to turn out this morning, but it has turned into so much more. This is our first morning together and I really like the feel of this, the feel of his presence here with me.

Evan sets his coffee cup down with a gleam in his eye and I immediately wonder what he is up to. His eyes are on me while he's walking toward me. I feel my legs turning into Jell-O. His facial features are so strong with his dark hair, hot, fit looking body, which can either intimidate or make someone weak in the knees.

With my hands still folded around my cup of coffee, he comes close to me and begins to caress my arms with his hands. Goose bumps start popping up on every part of my skin that he touches. He grins as he feels what his touch does to me.

I can’t move, enamored by the way he keeps touching me so slowly and delicately.

“Your skin is so soft. I just can't get enough of you.”

He grabs my coffee cup from my hands, setting it down and brings my body into his, wrapping his arms around me and sending shivers through my body.

“I wouldn't mind waking up to touching you every day.”

I am in awe at the moment. He is showing me his feelings little by little. I want to let my guard down, but I can just yet. I need to get that bitch out of his way.

“What are you doing Friday night?” he asks me, reminding me that it’s just two days away.

“Me? Nothing at all. Why, what’s on your mind?”

“We should all hang out at Frederic’s Lounge Friday. Maybe Alyssa, you, and I?”

“I can say that I actually love that idea. I will ask Alyssa today about it.”

He smiles and kisses me on my lips. “I need to start heading out and you need to get to school,” he says, kissing me more.

“What time do you finish school?”

My face falls. “I only have one class today and then work at four.”

“Why so sad?” he asks while smiling tenderly and softly caressing my cheek.

“I want to spend more time here, with you.” This man is taking over my life and heart.

“Tell you what, as soon as you’re done with class, I will pick you up and I will have a surprise for you.”