Audrey
After what happened in Enzo’s office, I was ashamed. I was embarrassed. And I was more exhilarated than I’d ever felt in my entire life. The things that Enzo had done to my body, the expert way that he’d touched and caressed my skin, were things that I hadn’t even been aware had been missing from my life. Thinking about what he’d done to my body alternately filled me with bursts of excitement and shame. I couldn’t believe how I’d acted, how I’d begged for it!
I shuddered. Even though the “L” ride back to Pilsen was full of people, I still felt completely alone. I couldn’t believe that I’d finally broken down and let Enzo seduce me. My loins were still warm and excited, but my stomach was a nervous wreck. I felt it knotting on top of itself as if, somehow, I’d never manage to escape from the crazy feelings Enzo had summoned to life within my body.
“Hey, watch it,” some lady snapped at me as the train halted to a stop and I went crashing into her.
I felt the blush rising under the skin of my face, but for once, I wasn’t nearly as embarrassed. “Sorry,” I mumbled as I turned around and stared down at my shoes. I couldn’t stop thinking about Enzo! Just what the fuck was I supposed to do about him anyway?
I gulped and closed my eyes. Even though I kept telling myself that nothing bad would happen, that thinking that would just doom me, I couldn’t stop imagining a bright pink envelope propped up against my computer monitor. Hell, I could almost read it in my head.
Ms. Turner,
Thank you very much for your hard work and your time spent into making LennoxCo even better than before. Unfortunately, we regret to inform you that we must terminate your employment, effective immediately. Please find enclosed a severance check. You are instructed to check in with HR after three in the afternoon for an exit interview.
I shuddered again. There was no way they could fire me! Besides, I hadn’t technically slept with him. My cheeks blazed with hot fire as I remembered exactly what Enzo had done, and exactly how much I’d enjoyed it.
Tears came to my eyes when I realized the finality of the situation. I was definitely going to be fired. There was no way that Enzo would let me keep working for him, not after we’d slept together. I’d heard rumors and wondered about all of the other women he’d been with. When it dawned on me that maybe HR assigned me to him because there was a lower probability of him wanting me, I felt more ashamed than ever.
I swallowed hard. A lump had formed in my throat. At some point tonight, I was going to have to call my parents and tell them that I wouldn’t be able to keep the job. I hated letting them down. If it hadn’t been for my parents, I almost wouldn’t have minded. I mean, sure, I worked hard at LennoxCo. But CEOs like Enzo were a liability for a reason. There was no way the other higher-ups in the company would let him keep sleeping with someone who had access to all kinds of private information. They were probably worried about me trying to sue them, or something equally stupid and ridiculous.
When I got off the “L”, it felt even colder than it had downtown. I knew that my apartment was further away from Lake Michigan than the LennoxCo offices, but that didn’t account for the sudden, harsh chill in the air. Wrapping my arms tightly around myself, I put my head down and marched forward. The wind increased as I began walking home and soon it was like I was fighting my way from one block to the next.
At least Pepper was glad to see me. As soon as I let myself in the front door, she ran over to me and started barking and shimmying around in a circle. Her eyes were hectic and happy, and her tail was wagging so fast I was worried she’d knock something over.
“Pepper, I had such a crazy day,” I confessed, dropping to my knees and burying my face in her comforting ruff. I wrinkled my nose—she definitely needed a bath—but it was relaxing all the same. “I’m gonna get fired because I screwed up, Pep,” I whined into her soft fur. “Then it’s back to retail for me.”
Pepper whined loudly and sat back on her haunches. She looked at me with her big brown eyes, and I felt a little trace of my fear and sadness melting away.
“No, I have to try to go back,” I said as I rubbed her ears. Pepper growled. “I know, I know, you don’t like him,” I added quickly. “But it’s such a good job, Pepper. If they don’t fire me, I’d be happy to stay.”
Pepper barked once.
“And no, I don’t want to sleep with him again,” I said quickly, getting to my feet and walking over to the fridge. Pepper stepped sideways and followed close behind me, keenly aware that she might be getting a treat. “That would be the worst idea in the world, and I think you know it.”
After I fed Pepper, I pulled a sandwich out of the fridge, changed into sweatpants, and flopped down in front of the TV. The news was all depressing—lots of weather reports threatening to give Chicago the “worst winter ever” and updates about the upcoming mayoral election. As much as I wanted to stay informed about the city where I lived, I felt like it was asking too much to get enthused about candidates who obviously only wanted the position so they could make crooked money flow much faster.
“Pepper, this world kinda sucks, you know that?” I patted the couch, and she jumped up next to me, resting her big head on my lap.
Pepper let out a woof. She burrowed close to me, and I sighed as I stroked her back, scanning through the television for anything interesting.
Hours later, there was a sharp knock at the door. I jolted awake. I hadn’t even been aware of falling asleep, but when I sat up, I realized that it was pitch-black outside. Pepper let out a low growl of warning before the sharp knocking came again.
Fear leaped into my mouth, tasting as bitter and obvious as iron. I swallowed hard and ran a hand through my hair. There was no way I could hide that I’d just been asleep, but I wasn’t sure who was even at the door. Was it Carl? Gina? My parents?
The last option pierced my heart with fear and worry as I leaped into action, running towards the door and flinging it open.
It wasn’t Carl, or Gina, or even my parents.
It was Enzo.
“Audrey,” Enzo said. He was wearing the same luxe overcoat and silk-wool scarf that he’d been wearing the day he waited for me outside of Helping Hands. “Audrey, I need to come in.” The light on my porch was out, and I could barely see his face, but his voice sounded shakier and uncertain than I’d ever heard it.
Some of the fear disappeared as I stepped inside to let Enzo through the door. Some, but not all. Pepper stood behind me, watching nervously with a gleam in her brown eyes. My mouth was dry, and I licked my lips nervously as Enzo paced back and forth in my kitchen.
“I know I shouldn’t have come here,” Enzo went on. “I know this wasn’t a good idea or a good decision.”
“Are you going to fire me?” My voice was very small, and my heart was thudding a fast tempo inside my chest. “I mean, I’m sorry, Enzo. Please don’t fire me. I promise nothing will ever happen again, nothing between us—”
My words were silenced as Enzo grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, kissing me harder than I’d ever been kissed. While our previous two kisses had been passionate, this one was hungry in a way that spoke to how desperately Enzo and I needed each other. I could only close my eyes and part my lips as his tongue slipped into my mouth, warm and comforting.
Arousal exploded in my lower belly as Enzo urgently slipped his hands under my sweatshirt and pulled it over my head. My heart pounded with desire and anticipation as our kiss deepened and I stepped back towards the couch, pulling Enzo with me. His hands were everywhere at once—on my exposed breasts, pulling and pinching at my nipples, stroking my bare back—until I felt like I could barely handle the intense sensation of his fingers on my body. Suddenly, I wasn’t cold anymore, I was hot. Eagerly, I kissed Enzo and wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my hands in his hair that was much softer than it looked.
“Bedroom,” Enzo hissed in my ear. “Where’s your bedroom?”
I stepped away from him, aware of the lusty way he was staring at my breasts. It didn’t even occur to me to feel shy or self-conscious. All I could think about was that someone as incredible as Enzo wanted me. Panting, I stepped backward.
Enzo followed close behind me, not leaving more than a foot of space between our bodies. As I fumbled with the faulty knob to my bedroom, Enzo ripped his coat off, sending buttons scattering into all the corners of the living room.
“Audrey.” Enzo was panting intensely. His gray eyes flashed with a lusty fire. “I need you.”
I nodded. “I know,” I said softly. Suddenly, I was afraid again. We were about to have sex. Oh, stop thinking about that now! Enzo isn’t anything like Peter!
“Don’t be afraid,” Enzo said, his voice gentler. “I want to make sure you enjoy yourself as much as you did in my office.”
It was like entering my bedroom had somehow shifted the balance of power between us. Suddenly, I was no longer in control. All I could do was wait and watch as Enzo smoothly walked around me.
“You are to say ‘red’ if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable,” Enzo said in a sensual whisper. He stepped closer, trailing his fingers along my neck and my bare shoulder. “Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
Enzo took his hand away, and I cried out for want of more touch. “Yes, sir,” Enzo corrected me. “Always call me sir, especially in bed.”
Shame burned my cheeks, but I was startled to discover an amazing feeling between my legs. Even though I thought his request was stupid and humiliating, my body reacted more strongly than I would have guessed. I felt myself getting wet, almost uncomfortably so. I shifted around in my sweatpants, making the wet crotch of my panties slide against my clit. It felt so good that I had to close my eyes and let out a little heavenly moan.
Enzo chuckled. Then he grabbed my wrists and held them high over my head. “You’re not to move again until I tell you to, is that clear?”
I whimpered and nodded. “Yes, sir.” I kept my eyes down on the ground. My arousal was building higher and higher, and I wanted Enzo to touch me so badly. I felt like I was going to explode if I somehow didn’t get his attention.
“I’m going to strip you now,” Enzo whispered. He slipped two warm hands into my sweatpants and tugged them down my legs.
For a moment, I was cold, but my blood was pumping through my veins so fast that I almost immediately warmed up again. I bit my lip and tried to suppress a moan as Enzo slipped his hands between my pale thighs.
“I’m going to touch you now,” Enzo said.
He slipped a finger inside the crotch of my panties and gently pushed down on my clit. It felt so good that I bit the inside of my mouth to keep from howling with pleasure. My face grew red, and I struggled to keep my upright stance as Enzo slowly dragged his finger over the most sensitive area of my body.
“Audrey, take off your panties and get onto the bed.” He locked eyes with me, and I shivered at the intensity in his gray eyes.
Without breaking eye contact, I slid my panties down and gently kicked them to the side. Enzo’s eyes on me made me feel sexy, beautiful, for the first time in my life. I knew that I was blushing all over, but I didn’t care—all I cared about was pleasing Enzo, and having the pleasure returned to me.
“Spread your limbs.” His voice was like a silken caress, and I shuddered as it spread all over my body.
“Yes, sir,” I murmured as I spread my arms and legs until I was folded apart on the bed. The comforter was soft under my naked ass, and I resisted the temptation to wriggle around or reach out for Enzo.
“I’ll be right back,” Enzo said, breathing out the words.
I let out a gasp as he left the room. No! Where is he going? When is he going to come back and touch me? He has to touch me! He has to touch me, or I’ll die! My mind was going a million miles per minute, and I barely heard Enzo rustling around in the kitchen, pulling open drawers and cabinets.
When Enzo returned, he was carrying a length of rope folded over. “This is for you,” Enzo said softly. His eyes flashed gray-fire and lust as he stepped closer to the bed and took hold of my wrist. As always, I was surprised by the soft silken touch of his skin.
“Sir,” I whimpered. “What are you going to do?”
Enzo grinned. “I’m going to tie you to the bed. And then I’m going to fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk for a week. What do you think about that?” Before I could respond, he held up a hand. “And do not speak,” he ordered. “Just think about it. Think about me, think about my cock and how much I want you. Think about it until you think you’re going to explode with lust for me and only me. Do you understand?”
I nodded, afraid to speak. Enzo stepped closer and gently took hold of my wrist. I watched as he expertly tied me to the bedpost, then walked around and did my other wrist. He was a good craftsman—by the time the knots were tied, I could barely move.
“Good.” He walked to the foot of the bed and picked up one of my bare feet. I could only watch, helpless, as he lifted it to his face and gently blew on the sole. It tickled, and I let out a yelp—I couldn’t help it, even though Enzo glared at me. “Be quiet,” Enzo ordered. “Or next time I won’t be so gentle.” He gently slapped the bottom of my foot, sending a pleasurable sensation up my leg. “And that’s a promise.”
I swallowed hard, watching meekly as he bound one of my ankles to the end of the bed, then the other. When he was finished, I could barely move. My arms were already aching from being stretched apart, and I felt the cold air on my pussy, chilling me in the most delicious way possible.
Enzo pulled off his shirt. When I saw what he looked like, I almost wanted to cry. He was so beautiful. He was lightly tanned, and his skin was perfectly carved and muscular, as though it was made from marble. As Enzo flexed his arm, I saw his effortless muscle bunch and clench. He locked eyes with me as he fumbled with his belt, tossing it to the side and stepping out of his expensive pants. When he was clad only in black silk boxers, he stepped back towards the bed.
I blushed hard at the sight of him—his cock was clearly erect and pushing to the front of the silky material. He looked big, too, and I felt a tiny flash of panic go through my head. What would happen if he didn’t fit?
“Don’t worry, Audrey,” Enzo said as he stroked a finger down my side. “I’m going to teach you everything. You’re in very good hands now.”
I let out a soft moan as his fingers made their way to my breasts, massaging and pinching at the delicate skin. My nipples were so stiff that the tender skin was puckering under Enzo’s touch.
“Perfect,” Enzo whispered. He crawled on the bed and trailed his nails all the way down my bare belly until his fingers were entangled in my small patch of pubic hair. “This is just perfect.”