Fatal Attraction Vol. 2 by P.A. Jones Page B

the release.
    He never slowed as he bent his head, finally blessing me with his kiss. His aura absorbed me. It was a brief interlude of deepened human intimacy: a vivid contrast to his feral conquest. When he was done with his kiss, I was on the verge of release. I wanted to shout and to cry; and to release myself. But what I did instead was take a snap at his neck. I couldn't control the animal in me; biting deep. If not release, I needed to escape.
    "Fuck you, Zoe." He cried and relinquished himself inside me.
     
    Current Time
     
    "Hey, Zoe, what are you doing?" Daniel's voice pulled me out of my lustful thoughts.
    "Sorry," I touched my neck with my palm. It was embarrassing. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked, ashamed. An office wasn’t the place to think of M.“Oh, y’know—long enough to read your mind.” He smiled, cheekily.
    "What do you know?" I was taken aback by his question. Was I outwardly expressing my raunchy, inner fantasies? Surely, my reveries wasn’t plastered across my face.
     
    He pulled two tickets out of his jacket.
    “These will get us into a show tonight.” He spread them in his hand, “And this gives us access to a fine meal at a little place, oh, I’m sure you’ve heard of it…” He dissolved the tickets behind one hand, and fumbled an awkward wad of coupons to a chain restaurant out from the other.
    "But Daniel...."
    “Sorry, but you can’t decline. It would be an insult to my skills as a magician.” He was a goofy fuck, but, whatever; he was sexy and I was low on standards. I was stuck between those two, Daniel and Mr. M. In a different time, I would have dreamed of going out with Daniel. He was my boss; stupid yet sexy, in my control but still under his authority. That stranger though. My interest was consumed by him at the moment. And I was already missing that; the thrill of being under his command. My longing from within my thighs grew stronger every moment. Being away from him meant I was out of his control. God damn, how can I keep it together until this evening? I can't go out with Daniel. I need to go out and meet the stranger. I need to know who he really is.
    "Daniel…" I looked in his eyes. His eyes were so confident that I would say yes. How couldn’t they be? Who would say no to such a lovely offer?
    "Yes, Zoe. Do you want to get ready before I pick you up for the movie?" he asked.
    "I'm sorry, but I have to go somewhere with my roommate. She asked me almost a month back, and I can't bail on her with such a short notice." It had to be Olivia.
    "Really? Is there any way you can postpone that? I mean, if possible." His face turned darker.
    I hated myself for turning him down. But my sexual thoughts were already playing out with Mr. M and betraying them was not an option for me anymore. I wouldn't be able to enjoy a single thing other than sex with Mr. M tonight.
    "I'm so sorry, Daniel. Maybe some other day." I made a sorry face. There was nothing I could do other than that.
    "It's okay, carry on. We will go for a movie some other day." His face was down and I hated myself for making him sad.

Chapter 2
     
    Zoe
     
    "So here I am, again." I looked at the grand hotel standing in front of me. I'd been here once for lunch with my mom and dad. But never lived in one of those suites. I could have afforded it, with my dad's credit card, but I had cut it in half when I stepped out of my Dad's home.
    I took a deep breath and walked in. The lift to the special suites was placed at very left private area, so I didn't have to go through the reception.
    "Fuck." The lift had a mirror. I couldn't recognize my own reflection. I was exhausted with little to no makeup remaining on my face. Especially my lipstick. Goddamn, he wouldn't even recognize me like this. I needed to freshen up before he same. But if he was in the suite already, which he should be as he rented it, how would I get a chance to reach the rest room without him noticing?
    Fuck, fuck, what should I do