The good girl

Hm, hm, ah, Lyon," he didn't give me a moment to catch my breath as he lunged towards me. If someone were to ask, they would think we haven't done this in a long time. His lips met mine while he made love to me, and I gripped onto his shoulders, digging my nails in. It was pure ecstasy, and I cherished every moment of our passionate encounter. He turned me onto my stomach and took me from behind. I gasped and smiled as he entered me swiftly. I moaned as he moved like a wild animal while fucking me.

"Do you like that?" he asked. I couldn't speak, but I nodded. The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't find the words to express it. He continued, and I felt like I was on the brink of exploding. I was close, and he knew it, increasing his pace. "Fuck," I screamed as I climaxed, convulsing as he released inside me. My breathing was erratic, and he nibbled on my shoulder as he tried to regain his composure. "Damn, you're amazing," he praised.

He laid beside me on the bed and held me close, I could barely move. We've been at it for quite a while, how many rounds did we go? I couldn't keep count. "Aren't you supposed to go back to L.A today? Or don't you want to go to work tomorrow?" I chuckle. "I was planning on going this evening, but it seems you beat me to it. My flight will be leaving in two hours." He smelled my hair. "Cancel it, we can leave as early as possible tomorrow morning. Send someone to come pick you up, go spend some time with your grandparents." Oh, it seems someone is considerate. "Okay, but I can't move out of this bed." He chuckles and carries me out of the bed to the bath, where we washed.

I got back home and my grandma was just staring at me. "Is he the one that just dropped you off?" she asked. I nodded, pinning my lips together. "He is quite busy, maybe he'll come greet you later." She sighed. "Anything you say Alicia, I guess you know what's best for you. Your grandfather is waiting for you, he says it has been long since you both played cards." We laughed, it's true, he taught me how to play and now I beat him like crazy.

In the early hours of the morning I packed my bag Raymond was already waiting for me outside, I had already told my grandparents I'll be leaving as early as possible so I could go to work, my grandma was already awake "take care of yourself Alicia and if you need anything do not hesitate to ask me" with that I gave her a hug as I went over to the car, Raymond greeted my grandma and opened the door for me to go in, I waved her goodbye as I hopped in, i really love my grandparents, they are the best in the whole world.

We arrived at the airport and I was led to Lyon's private plane, he was already there waiting for me. Immediately I got in, I was escorted to where he was. On seeing me, he smiled, "Well, good morning, sugar." I smiled back as he led me to the bed. Wow, his private plane was luxurious. How much money does this man have? I don't think I have ever entered a plane as flashy as this. There is even a bed and some privacy for ourselves. He kissed me and we lay in bed. "It's going to take quite some time, close your eyes and sleep. I'll wake you up once we land." Damn, he is so attentive. "Okay," he hugged me tight as I slept.

When we landed, he woke me up as promised. We got into his car and were driven to his penthouse. When we arrived, there was already a suit placed on the bed for me. "I discovered you'll be needing that," he said, so thoughtful. How could I not love this man? He has everything figured out. I got dressed and we headed off to work. After we arrived, he kissed me before we got out of the car and went our separate ways. I went to my desk and arranged my work for the day.

Silas came up beside me. "Good morning, Alicia," he said. I smiled and replied, "Good morning to you too, sir." He didn't give me the usual smile. "I don't think your boyfriend will like you coming to work with another man, even if he is your father's acquaintance," he said. I was confused by what he meant. "I beg your pardon, I don't owe you an explanation for that," I replied. He was beginning to irritate me. "I'm sorry, but you turned me down. I really do think you're dating him," he said. I sighed. "I'm sorry for that, Mr. Ambrose, but I'd like to go back to work, if you'll excuse me," I said as politely as I could. He nodded and left. I haven't had a break since I started working here. The rest of the day went smoothly.

At the end of work, my phone chimed and it was Lyon texting me that we should head home together. I got up from my desk and was heading to the parking lot when Silas approached me again. "I'm sorry for this morning," he apologized. I didn't have time for that. "Okay, I heard you, but I'm heading out now." As I started walking, he grabbed me by my hand. I swung to face him. "Would you let go of me?" I didn't want people to know what was going on, so I kept a polite smile on my face. "I just wanted to talk," he said before I could say another word. Suddenly, I heard, "Let go of her hand." My eyes opened wide. Silas let me go immediately, and I could see the life drain out of his eyes. I turned around and looked at Lyon, whose face showed no emotions. I had never seen him like this before; I couldn't read his thoughts or know what was going on in his mind. "Yes, I'm sorry. I'll be heading off now," the prick called Silas wanted to run away and leave me with this jealousy-crazed fellow.

Oh boy, he told me he doesn't want to see me with Silas, but it's not my fault. Silas approached me, not the other way around. Silas excused himself and left. My eyes didn't leave Lyon as he watched Silas leave. I looked down and noticed his hands clenched in fists. People didn't spare us a glance as everyone continued walking to their respective places.

He turned without saying a word to me and started walking. I followed behind, unsure if I can handle what comes next. Heaven help me.

My phone notification went on, and it was Silas texting me that we should talk. Talk about what? I'm starting to believe he did that so Lyon would see us together, and now he's texting me, the nerve. We got into the car, and Lyon still won't look at me. Finally, he spoke, "did he just text you?" I looked at Lyon, who still held that stoic expression. "Yes," I answered. He breathed and said, "I thought I told you I don't want to see you with that guy."