By the time Tuesday rolled around, Hannah was as high as a kite. She bopped around her apartment grinning and even though she knew he was bound to drive her insane too, she couldn’t wait to get up there with him and learn her role like an expert.

She hadn’t seen him around the building again, but he had never been far from her thoughts, and clearly, she hadn’t been far from his. He had messaged her several times over the past few days, and it was abundantly clear there was no way he was letting her skip out on giving him a hand winning his deal.

As she got into the elevator and pushed the top button for the penthouse, her heart raced in her chest. She felt in control and super ready for anything he had to throw at her, and she wasn’t about to let him call all the shots.

As she waited outside of his front door, she reached up and wrapped on it slightly with her perfectly manicured hands. She heard his footsteps on the other side and she bit her bottom lip with anticipation.

“Hello, Miss Marsh,” Scott said as he opened the door and looked down at her with the eyes that could turn her to a shaking leaf.

“Hello,” she said as she walked past him and let her coat fall from her shoulders.

He rose to the challenge immediately and collected it from her, helping her slide it down and off the end of her arms and then he folded it over his own.

Hannah looked around the vast space of his apartment and she found it hard to contain her enthusiasm. For someone who loved design and interiors, his place was like heaven.

Everything was perfectly coordinated, and he had curated art on every wall.

“Are they all originals?” she asked him as she started to view them all one by one.

Scott nodded and then he walked over to the kitchen island and started to pour her a glass of wine.

“I like discovering new talent,” he said. “And I like to think I have a pretty good eye.”

“You certainly do,” she smiled as she turned back to face him.

He was in rugged mode again and he looked rough and ready. His muscular arms were bursting out of the sides of his t-shirt and she could see the dark patterns of his tattoos as they snaked all the way down to his wrist.

“So, I need to know a lot about you,” she said. “Or this is never going to work.”

Scott nodded as he walked over to her and passed her a glass. His eyes never left hers and she felt her heart race even harder, but she was trying not to let on how aroused and turned on by him she was.

“Shall we sit?” he asked as he motioned toward the huge leather L-shaped sectional that was in the corner of the room and looking out over the grand vista of the city from floor to ceiling windows.

“This space is incredible,” she smiled as she took a seat and Scott bounced down next to her.

He wasn’t being his usual playful self, but there was something more powerful about him in that moment. It was as if he had her in his sights and there was going to be no escape.

Hannah felt a twinge deep inside her pussy and she realized she was breathing quickly. He looked so goddam good.

She sipped her drink and tried to resist the urge to jump on him, while Scott began to regale her with the tales of his life so far.

He had grown up just outside the city in the suburbs as the only child of a well-respected middle-class family. He had excelled in school, smashed through college, and then he had started his own property company when he was only twenty-three. He had moved to the city, become a big power player in commercial real estate, and now, as he had just hit forty, he was looking to take the next step in his already glittering career.

“I want people to remember my name,” he said. “And to do that, I need to seal this deal.”

Hannah smiled and nodded. She was enthralled, listening to him, and she loved to hear about all of the things he had done, the places he had seen, and all he knew about the world. He was definitely intelligent and wise, and even though he had the occasional attitude of a complete jerk, he was someone who made her laugh and held her attention.

She liked it because she never knew exactly where she was with him.

She smirked and took another sip of her wine. She could smell the food in the oven, and she knew he was about to suggest they move through to sit at his huge oak table, but she didn’t want to move from the couch. She was comfortable and she was enjoying just being there with him. Plus, she was feeling horny and she knew she was on the verge of ovulating. Her hormones were in overdrive.

She smiled up at him, and he moved a little closer.

“You know you’re a pain in my ass, right?” he asked her.

“Ditto,” she whispered.

“But there is something about you,” he said as he brushed a strand away from her face and let his hand settle on her shoulder. “Something I can’t seem to stay away from.”

His face had moved closer to hers and she was finding it hard to breathe. Her breath was caught in her throat and she could barely move a muscle, she was so nervous.

He reached up and touched her cheek and she let herself nuzzle into his hand. They were so big, and so manly… she wanted them everywhere.

He took hold of her chin and tilted it up so they were staring into each other’s eyes, and when he leaned in to kiss her, Hannah thought she was going to faint.

His lips grazed against hers and he parted her mouth with his. As she let him envelope her, she sank down into his arms and kissed him so passionately that she never wanted it to end. Scott maneuvered her so she was further back against the couch cushions and he took her drink from her hand and placed it down on the floor. His lips never broke from hers once, and as he took hold of her neck and moaned into her, she could barely contain her arousal.

He pulled back slightly and looked into her eyes. She knew they were wide open for him, and that her pupils must have been like saucers. She hadn’t felt an attraction like this in so long, if ever… and now that she had tasted him, she knew she never wanted him to stop holding her.

“I’ve been waiting for that,” he said with a wry smile. “Funny, isn’t it, how one minute, I want to kill you and the next, I want to tear your clothes off.”

Hannah bit her lip and smiled. Her heart was racing and just being there with him was so exhilarating she could barely keep her cool. She ran her hands through his hair and looked deeply into his eyes. He was so handsome, and he looked so good just lounging there in his apartment, it was already overtaking their first date when they had headed out and hit the bars.

“I’m your fake fiancé, remember…” she smiled coyly. She wanted to tease him and make him earn it, but at the same time, she was so hungry for him she wasn’t sure she would be able to resist him for a moment longer.

She leaned back further into the cushions and beckoned him toward her. She opened her legs and he moved between them, taking hold of the side of her face and kissing her again, strong and passionately. Hannah wrapped her legs around him and pulled her close to him, she could feel his power and she was already soaking wet for him. She could feel him through his jeans and it made her gasp. He was clearly very well-endowed and now she knew there was no turning back.

Rebecca had been right, she needed to let him fuck her brains out. She was hot and horny as hell and he was doing things for her that no one else ever had. He was turning her into the best version of herself and she was rising to all of his challenges, now she wanted to see what else he had in store…

Scott climbed on top of her fully and she gasped as he moved down and kissed her throat. The sensation of his lips connecting with her skin and moving across her pulse points made her heart race even faster and her pussy throb with want and need. She ran her hands up the back of his t-shirt and scratched her nails down his skin lightly. He grunted and pushed down harder onto her and she could feel how ready he was for her too. She let her fingertips trace over the outline of his muscles, and she couldn’t believe how muscular and strong he was. He was like some kind of god, and she knew he was going to be able to do things to her that she had never experienced before.

She pulled at his t-shirt, so it came up and off over his head and when he looked down at her with a wicked smile, she gasped as she saw his torso, chest, and arms fully. They were all so big and manly, and they were covered in tattoos. She bit her lip and pulled him close to her again as she pushed her lips against his and let him reach up her top and grab her breasts.

She moaned as he flicked her nipple with his thumb and he moved his hands around her back to the clasp of her bra. He removed it quickly and expertly, and then he pulled her top off over her head and threw it onto the floor behind him. She lay there and looked up at him, and when he kissed her again she knew there was no way she couldn’t reach for him. She had to know what he was packing in his pants, and she wasn’t prepared to wait a moment more.

She let her hands travel down to his waist and she undid the buttons on his jeans and slid them down. She hooked her fingers into the top of his boxers, and when she pulled them down and his immense length sprang free, she gasped and groaned as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft.

He was so big and thick, and his balls were huge and full. She was on the verge of unraveling just by holding onto him, and when he slipped his hand into her own panties, she could barely contain herself.

He felt how wet she was and grunted and groaned as she continued to jack his cock slowly and he slipped a big thick finger into her cunt. She gasped as he pumped it in and out of her, and she could barely keep control. He massaged her clit with his thumb before he plunged into her again, and when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he pulled away from her and pulled her down and right to the edge of the couch.

When he lifted her legs up high and wrapped them around his neck, Hannah was so ready for his tongue she could barely breath. When he connected his mouth to her pussy, the sensation was so incredible she screamed with ecstasy and she ran her fingers through his hair, keeping him in place. Scott grunted as he fucked her with his tongue, and he ate her so expertly she could barely open her eyes.

Her whole world was spinning and a heat was rising within her that she couldn’t stop from boiling over.

When she came, she screamed so loud she was sure the rest of the building would be able to hear her, and she dug her heels into his back as her hips bucked up against him and he ground his mouth into her, savoring every last bit of her hot juices.

When she couldn’t cum anymore, she collapsed down into the couch and she reached for him. She wanted him in her mouth, and she wanted to taste him properly.

She opened her lips wide as he kneeled above her, and she licked the tip of his helmet before he took hold of the back of her head and slid himself right to the back of her throat.

As she sucked him, she loved the feeling of him contracting inside of her. She reached up and cupped his big, swollen balls and he grunted and groaned and told her to keep going.

“Fuck, babe,” he panted. “Yes, that’s it. Good girl.”

Hannah moved faster and with each stroke and buck of his hips she could tell he was building up to his own fantastic conclusion. She reached down and touched herself as she sucked his cock, and when he couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled away from her lips and let her jack him quickly and fiercely before his whole body tensed and he began to erupt right there all over her chest.

His cum spurted out of him, wave after wave, and Hannah gasped and panted when she saw how much he had to give.

“Oh my,” she whispered as he kept cumming and cumming. She was covered in him, from the top of her breast bone, right down to her belly button, and his cock jerked as he kept on giving.

Hannah lay back and let him spunk until he was so exhausted he collapsed down next to her and wrapped his hand up in her hair and kissed her on the side of the head.

“Fuck,” he panted as he tried to catch his breath.

Hannah looked down at her and still could not believe what she was seeing. He was clearly so virile, fertile, and very, very potent… she could tell there would be no trouble with him donating to her if he had actually meant it.

She closed her eyes and tried to catch her breath.

She was such a bad girl, but she loved it. And Scott was bringing out a side of herself she had thought was long gone.

“I bet the food is burned,” he said cockily as he looked down at her with a wicked grin.

“Fuck the food,” she said mischievously. “You’ve just fed me more than enough.”

He leaned in and kissed her again and she could taste herself on him.

“What a night,” he smiled. “And quite possibly the perfect way to start a fake engagement.”

Hannah smiled at him and felt full and content. This man, to her surprise, was beginning to make her want it all.