"Chane, can I come over?" Isabelle asked over the phone.
"No!" Chane firmly replied sitting in the chair around the desk of his home office. "Why not?" She asked in a whiny tone.
"Because I simply don't want you to", he answered typing away on his laptop.
"Really, Chane? Really?" She continued to whine.
"Isabelle, you are annoying me to no end right now, I have work to do and you are currently wasting my time. Now goodbye, I will speak to you later". Chane then hung up the phone and slammed it onto the desk.
"No need to be so rude", Rylie chastised as she walked into the room and placed his lunch in front of him.
"Well they deserved it", was his aggressive reply. Rylie walked up behind him placing her hands on his shoulders and gently massaged his shoulders.
"You have too much going on, your brain needs to have a release", she kneaded his shoulders as she spoke.
'I think I need a release right inside of you' Chane thought as she continued to rub his shoulders. He then tried to shake off his dirty thoughts by continuing his typing.
"I'm tired now", Rylie said after fifteen minutes. "Can I stop?" She asked.
"You could have done so a long time ago", Chane said as she moved to stand beside him.
"What are you doing?" She asked, squinting at the bright light on the computer screen.
"Well, the company and I are trying to come up with a way to bring a new energy drink to the market", he replied, gesturing to the brand page on the screen.
"Why do you always do that?" Rylie asked, sitting on the handle of the chair.
"Do what?" Chane asked, confused.
"Say the company and I, or we. It's never just you or your company. Why?"
"Because even though it's my money and head that started the company, it's not just me who built it to where it is at this given point in time. Do you understand?"
Ryile shook her head no.
"I started the company but my workers brought in most of the clients, they each contributed something to the development of it. Even the janitors and the security contribute to the company in a positive way, so it's all our company because I don't do all the work, I mainly just look it over or contribute, only sometimes I take on the task of doing everything, like right now". Chane concluded.
"Oh", Rylie said finally understanding. She liked that about him, he wouldn't stop explaining until she completely understood and he never takes all of the credit for anything, not even his own company.
"So can I do anything to help?" Rylie asked.
"Sure", Chane said.
They sat together, Rylie on the handle of the chair and Chane sitting on it, brainstorming different ideas for the product. No matter how hard Chane tried he could not focus for too long, Rylie kept distracting him. The way she talked captured his attention, the way she sat, but most of all it was her thick chocolate thighs that drew his attention. The dress that she had on had slightly rode up, giving him a perfect view of her legs. He could make out the faintest set of bruises and stretch marks on her legs. Stretch marks have never been appealing to him before, but hers seem to draw him in. He couldn't stop thinking of how they would feel wrapped tightly around his hips as he plunged into her wetness nonstop, or how great they would be to hold on to as he released inside her.
'Oh God', he thought, knowing he wanted her right away. He wouldn't mind throwing her down on the ground and having his wicked way with her while she begged and panted for him to please her more.
"Chane", he could hear her moan as he made her climax. How wonderful would that be feeling her vaginal muscles contract around his glorious 10 inches.
"Chane'', Rylie called out breathlessly, "What are you doing?" She asked, pushing his hand away. Snapping back to reality, Chane quickly realized what he had done. He had been rubbing up and down Rylie's leg where his hand had slipped under her dress to rub her heat.
"Oh!" Chane said pulling away his hand quickly with a surprised look on his face, the look on his face quickly differed and turned into a smirk when he saw the expression on Rylie's face. He could tell that in some way she enjoyed it, by the way her eyes opened up and the way her lips curved.
"I think that was slightly inappropriate Chane, you didn't even get my consent first", Rylie said getting up and looking down at him.
Even though Rylie was right, Chane didn't ask for her consent, he just started touching her. She was filled with a lot of mixed emotions, she didn't know what she was feeling at that moment, all she knew, his hands felt like fire on her skin. The way his smooth hands caressed her thighs was heavenly and the space on her leg that Chane's hand occupied left a tingling sensation, it felt so good and she absolutely yearned for more of this touch. Rylie has never ever felt this way towards a man, all she ever experienced was pain and discomfort, but with Chane, that one small touch set off butterflies. Rylie's head was all over the place because in conclusion all she could feel now was a sense of pleasure and fear. Pleasure because she knew somewhere deep down inside she wanted Chane, she wanted him a lot, but then there was something in her head pulling her away from that thought. She didn't know if she could trust him, and she didn't want a repeat of what happened to her before to happen to her again. 'The pain of the past is definitely something I don't want to relive so it's better I protect myself than throw myself at someone and I end up unwanted' Rylie thought to herself as she was debating in her head. 'Even though your past hurts and haunts you, don't you think you can put that behind you and have a fresh start? It's been almost 3 months, you need to start getting out there', said another thought that came skipping by.
"Rylie?.. Rylie?.. Rylie!? Are you hearing me?" Chane asked, waving his hands in front of her face to get her attention.
"Huh?" Rylie replied surprised. "I asked if you were okay,'' Chane repeated.
"Yeah I'm fine", Rylie replied with her breath hitched in her throat because of the closeness of Chane to her. He stepped a little closer, "Are you afraid of me Rylie?" he asked looking into her eyes.
"No, I'm not", Rylie merely whispered. "Do you trust me?" Chane asked again.
"Yea I do trust you, I just don't know if what we are doing now is the right thing", Rylie replied looking at the ground. At that moment Chane had the sudden urge to kiss her. He slowly lifted her head and said, "Just don't think too much about it", he then leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, he then moved his head to look at her face to see if she was okay with what he just did.
In that moment Rylie didn't think, she held the back of his head and drew it closer until their lips met. Chane smiled a little in the kiss then he started kissing back. His hands went around her waist and lifted her up and placed her on the desk and stepped between her legs. Chane gently kissed down to her neck and stopped sucking softly on her soft spot, Rylie moaned lightly as he kissed down to the top of her breasts that peaked out at the top of her dress. He then placed one hand on her thigh and the other on her neck and continued kissing her lips, he bit her bottom lip softly asking her for access but she didn't comply, he groped her thigh slowly and she gasped, Chane took that opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, their tongues battled for the upper hand and Chane won. He slowly placed his hand under her dress and shifted her panties. "Chane.." she said, trying to control her moans as he rubbed harder. "Oh God", she groaned, climaxing on his finger. Chane slowly removed his finger and placed it in his mouth and licked off her juices.
Rylie looked at Chane. She has never felt this type of pleasure before. It was enchanting, it felt like a fairy tale, Chane made her feel a rush of a million emotions in one. She never thought this was possible but Chane made her feel like she was capable of loving and all it took was just one kiss.