43 Black Lace

[WARNING! This chapter contains mature R-18 content! Please read at your own discretion.]

He strolls towards me with his hands in his pockets. I back away and almost trip over Blitzen who is still balancing that ball. Grabbing the toy, I bounce it on the floor trying to hit Will with it but he just steps to the side and keeps walking my way. My legs hit the table and I end up sitting on it. Walking in between my legs he stops. With a sly smile he leans down to where his mouth is next to my ear. I can feel his breath tickling my ear.

"You're just mad because none of those kisses were direct right? It's ok you can tell me the truth. It can be our secret," he whispers to me softly.

I feel flushed and my body is starting to ache all of a sudden. I have a feeling I'm about to make a bad decision.

"Oh my goodness, look at the time! We really must be going!"

"We still have an hour before we even need to be on set."

"You know what they say! The early bird gets the worm!"

"I don't think we're finished addressing our feelings, Astra."

"Oh yes, yes we are indeed! We have so many things today. Things to go, people to do, places to see," I say with a nervous giggle.

"I don't mind taking some time to do you, Astra."

Oh lord above, help me remember what this man is here for. Never mix business with pleasure. This man is out of your league. He is not boyfriend material, he is a money tree. Understand, Astra? Money tree!

"I meant things to do, people to see, places to go!"

"Oh is that so?"

"Yes, that's exactly so! Now excuse me, I need to leave!"

"I'm not stopping you." He says with that mischievous smile of his.

Unmoving, I put my hands on his chest and try to move him but he won't budge.

"I'm waiting."

Looks like I'm going to have to squeeze past him. He leaves little room and I have to brush my entire body against his to get past him. We both freeze when I do so. We both look down, and his eyes are frozen in that spot. I left my bra in the bathroom. Oh my goodness. I just pressed my entire body against him. My hard nipples rub against his body, separated by nothing but a thin t-shirt that only adds a friction that sends shivers down my spine. That's always been one of my weaknesses. The ache I'm feeling is almost unbearable. He pulls me closer and my knees almost buckle from the rush of pleasure I feel. I bite back a moan. With our bodies completely pressed together I can feel the length of him pressed so close to me.

"Missing something?"

"No."

"Nothing at all?"

"What would I be missing?"

"I tell you what. I'll keep an eye out for it and if you remember something. Anything at all you just come and ask me for it."

"I will. Thank you for being so considerate."

"You'll have to excuse me, I just remembered something."

While I think of a way to get my bra without him seeing he goes directly to the bathroom. Welp two late. Guess I have one of two options. Either I can lower my pride and ask for it back or I can tough it out. I think I have a jacket in my car. I'll go with option number two. Will comes out and I see him put it in his back pocket. Wow this man is brave.

"Are you sure you didn't forget anything?"

"Positive. I'll meet you at the set."

"Ok."

"Ok."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Walking out the door he suddenly appears by it.

"Oh, and thanks for the gift you left me." He says with a wink.

I gasp as he closes the door. That blatant little-. And just as we were beginning to get along. Ugh. How dare he get so up close and personal with me. I'll get him for this. After I get my bra back I'll get him back for sure. I don't know when and I don't know how but I'm not holding back anymore. At least it's one of my more basic ones. If he saw what I usually wear under my clothes he'd either have a heart attack or never let me live it down. On my drive to the studio I put my playlist on shuffle and start preparing to plot my revenge when I hear the lyrics to the song.

"She say she ain't about the creep life, but all she want to do is take-"

Skip. Let's try that again. Now first things first I have got to figure out how to get my bra back. Suddenly I recognize the song in the background.

"Walk you through the front door. Seeing your black dress hit the floor."

No no no. Skip definitely skip. I skip 5 more songs to make sure that I can plot without interference. Now where was I?

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me."

You have got to be kidding me. Did he hack my phone or something? After taking a few breaths to calm myself down I use the voice command on my phone to choose a song.

"Play 'Riot' by Hollywood Undead."

Finally, some quality music to have in the background while I plot my music. Now, what does he value that I can take to make a trade? His phone maybe? But I don't see him on it often and he knows I would never sell his information. Before I know it I'm at the studio and I have absolutely no plan in place. How annoying. This man is impenetrable. He has absolutely no weaknesses at all. Will is waiting for me with a cigarette in one hand and a grin on his face that could outdo the cheshire cat. He puts his hand in his pocket and for a second I see a flash of black lace. Looking me dead in the eye he gives me a wink. That son of a-