Chapter 23: Oh Goddess Of Scandalous Nights

Leslie's P.O.V.

Oh Goddess of hot one night stands, scandalous sleepovers and embarrassing mornings after.

I did it!

Thankfully I get to wake up first.

Not only that but I get to wake up to the most beautiful creature ever made . After not one but two raucous sex sessions.

I pull on one of Damien's dress shirt.

I open the little canister after tiptoeing to the bathroom before Damien wakes. I brush my teeth with a spare toothbrush in his suite with toothpaste. I think about showering but that would be too obvious. Plus he might want to do that together and go for Round 3.

Damn it!!

Okay you might be wondering why am fussing about my appearance this morning. Well I didn't want to look like one who crashed into a bird nest. So After a quick brush, a fluff of my wild after-sex hair, and a little dab of nude lip gloss, I sneak back out and get under the covers. A nude Damien is sleeping peacefully on his stomach and it's all I can do not to lean over and place a kiss gently on his perfect face.

"You didn't have to do that," he laughs out, eyelids still closed.

Shit! Busted.

"Do what?" I whisper innocently.

"I know you're a real woman. No one wakes up with minty fresh breath and glossed lips." He finally opens his sleepy eyes and giving me a crooked grin.

"Well, then why do you look so good?" And Lord knows he does. His tousled locks are the only indication that he's been sexing and sleeping all night, and even those make him look unbelievably hot. And not even a hint of morning breath.

He shrugs his bare shoulders. "I don't know magic?" His blue eyes melt into my hazels. I know they must be wide with shock but I try to recover with a nervous giggle.

"I don't think so. You might just be lucky." I joke.

"yeah , if you say so" Damien turns his body towards me, revealing his chiseled chest.

"I know there's magic in you. I've felt it here," Damien murmurs, reaching down to stir my swollen, damp sex. And with that, there was no more talking, just moaning, gasping and heavy breathing.

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One Hour Later.....

As we sit in the vast living room of the suite looking at the room service menu, my legs draped over his thighs. We have showered, together to my delight, and would have gone for round 4 if it weren't for my rumbling tummy. Even after showering am still putting on Damien's dress shirt and some flip flops. While Damien is barefoot, dressed in jeans and a simple black t-shirt. Even dressed so casual, he still looks amazing.

"So what do you like? Eggs? Bacon? Pancakes?" he asks looking up from the extensive menu. He wears a boyish grin that makes his blue eyes twinkle.

"sure, am down but it's a bit late for breakfast"I says smiling.

Damien looks down at the intricate titanium watch on his wrist. With its unique, almost robotic design, it's easily the coolest timepiece I've ever seen.

"I suppose you're right. We can order some Burger and fries too?"

"cool"

While he calls down to order our lunch, I get a better look at his suite. Mine is a bit feminine, it's like it was designed to my liking while his has a unique look .It's draped in black and gold filigree and some animal prints. A little gaudy for my tastes. It's luxurious, that's for sure, and mirrors a high-end furniture showroom.

"A bit too much, huh?" Dorian remarks pensively. He must've spied me checking out the room.

"you could say!."I bit out

"Yeah, but it's only temporary. Besides when we made the reservation, they must have designed it to suit our taste. Besides this suite was the least extravagant of them all," he waves his hand around the room and rolls his eyes.

Plus imagine the magnitude of grandeur," he snickers, making a gagging gesture. I giggle at his playfulness, completely content in this moment.

Fifteen minutes later, we are sitting down at the extensive dining table with our elegant breakfast/Lunch meal of eggs, bacon, some fresh fruits like strawberries, grapes, and even the burgers and fries were delivered with some sodas. We both chuckle at the irony before we dig in. I am ravenous, and super famished I  barely paused while eating until I was halfway finished.

"Worked up quite an appetite, huh?" He says observing my nearly empty plate. I finish chewing my bite of burger and grab my soda to wash it down before responding.

"Have got to replenish after that workout you gave me last night. And this morning." My eyes narrow suggestively and I flash him a naughty smile. I slowly lick the tip of my straw before placing it back into my mouth. Damien's eyes flash with blue fire.

I know am currently playing with fire. but I can't help myself, the attraction and desire just keeps increasing with each pace and time I spend with him. Something in some part of my head tells me this might just be a fantasy and won't last long but I do want it to.

I feel my cheeks heat and cover my face with my hands. "As flashbacks of what happened in the restaurant hit me".

What are thinking about"He ask, giving me a searing look.

We took a huge risk last night, the stunt you pulled in the ladies lounge could have cost us everything if we had been caught"I say, color flooding my face as I recollect all that happened. His touch, his carress, his words, his kiss, everything about him drove me to the edge.

"Well I don't think we did. Besides I knew we wouldn't be disturbed and I made sure of that. So you don't need to feel embarrassed, or don't tell me those moans and groans of yours were fake"He asks, with a skeptical and serious look resting on his face.

."No....Never. Maybe the thrill of being caught excited me more." I say, biting my lips nervously. I would have never dreamed of spilling my guts to anyone but here I am exposing my little desire and secret. I look down at my plate awkwardly.

"Hmm... seems you like being watched" He says . I look back up a bit confused and surprised trying to read his expression.

"Not quite the response I was expecting. His words has caught me off guard.

"Right,"He suddenly says, testing the word out on his tongue. He licks his lips and then gazes at me through dark lashes. "Hmmm, well I think it's time for dessert."

Damien quickly grabs our plates and glasses and sets them on the buffet. He then sits back down in his chair, beckoning me to come to him with his finger. I do as he wishes and stand in front him. He slides his firm hands up into the dress shirt carressing the back of my thighs, massaging the base of my ass before suddenly lifting me up and setting me down on the edge of the dining table.

"Lie back," he commands, and I do as I'm told, trembling with anticipation.

He spreads my legs apart and begins massaging my exposed heated pussy. He reaches for the dainty buttons on the shirt and begins to pull them off. I flex my shoulders up to aid him in his efforts and he lets them fall to the floor. He looks at my scorching wet pussy like a hungry man in front of a feast. His breathing quickens and I can feel the cool air that escapes between his partially open lips. I give myself a mental pat for listening to my best friend advice for grooming myself . Never did I expect Damien to be this up close and personal and I'm nervous as hell. He can see everything, all of me. The look on his face as he studies every swell and crevice is of appreciation and wonder. My body screams for his touch, yet he tortures me under his gaze. Damn, this is so kinky!

He takes a single index finger and gently strokes my clit. I gasp at his touch, already throbbing and wet for him. He then moistens the tip of the same finger with his mouth and repeats, strumming a sweet song of pleasure. When I begin to arch my back and surrender to his teasing, he slips the finger inside of me and holds it still. My walls contract and grip the digit, holding it captive. He begins to inch it in and out, curving it upwards to meet my most sensitive spot. Oh no, not yet! The pressure is so intense, so blissfully exhilarating that I am in fear of losing myself already. Damien could feel my quivering and response by joining his index finger with his middle. I cry out and pulsate viciously against them both.

I look down at a stern faced Damien. He's concentrating on the lustful task, biting his bottom lip. He looks so damn sexy; I just want to pull him on top of me. He catches me eyeing him and locks his glistening bright blues on my blissfully tortured face. Slowly, he leans forward and licks my swollen clit with the tip of his tongue, still penetrating me with his long, searching fingers. He licks again, applying more pressure, letting his saliva meld with my essence. He continues his oral assault, licking, sucking, nibbling my delicate flesh until my moans and cries beg him to stop. I can't take anymore; the feeling is too strong, too good. I am at risk of completely losing control, something I'm struggling like hell to avoid.

Noticing my trembling knees, he slides them onto his shoulders, pushing his tongue deeper into the soft, wet folds. He lets his fingers drop and replaces them with his tongue, greedily devouring me as if I am his last meal, hoarsely groaning his gratification. I am a mess of garbled screams, vulgarities and praise, unable to form an intelligible thought. In this moment, all I know is pleasure. And he's giving me more than I could possibly take.

After another mind-numbing orgasm, I lie on the table breathless, squeezing my thighs together in an attempt to tame the endless ripples and rolls. He then reclines in his chair, watching the show as I writhe and convulse violently. He's an amused spectator, watching as I reach climax in front of him. I feel so exposed, so vulnerable, but I can't help it. He's done this to me. He's made me this jumbled mess of tangled disasters, piercing moans, and drenching wet pussy. My body is his captive, his to torture and tease whenever he pleases.

He moves us to the couch near the big glass window, and he starts to pull me into his lap, but I pull back coyly.

"Uh-uh," I wag a finger at him, meeting his fierce, hungry gaze with a smoky look of my own. I slip off of him and scoot back onto the table in front of him. "I thought you wanted a show."I say, he's had his fun, time fo have mine.

"What I want is for you to get that sweet ass back in my lap, beautiful," he growls.

"Patience," I purr, sliding back and curling my legs under me. I hold his gaze, my skin tingling and my pulse racing as I move into a kneeling position.

"Don't you want to see me first?" I whisper sweetly, my body aching to just jump onto him, but wanting so much to push him to his breaking point first.

"Don't you want to see my little pink nipples first?"

Cupping my breasts and laying them bared to him. He groans, his eyes sliding over me like a teasing touch, centering on my pink, hard nipples and the little. I slide my hand down, cupping my breasts again and teasing my fingers over my nipples as I moan for him

He then yanks his off his shirt, tossing it aside. And for a second, I wonder if he's going to snatch me up and devour me whole, but he sits back, like he's barely restraining himself.

"What else do you want to see?" I moan out. "What else do you want me to show you?"I say in a soft and sweet tone.

He then growls fiercely.

"Spread your legs, baby girl," he groans. "Spread your legs and show me everything."

"You wanna see my pussy again?"I murmur enjoying every moment.

I spread my legs, sitting there on my knees on the table, my ass and pussy in full display. His jaw tenses, and I can see his muscles clench as I show him everything. My hands slide down my body, over my stomach and across my thighs, spreading them wider as I sit back. My hands slide between my legs, and when I run my fingers over my pussy, I moan quietly.

"Is this what you wanted to see?"

"Everytime you saw me in the office all dressed did you wish to see me naked?" I whisper, panting as I roll a finger over my clit.

"You're all I ever want to see, beautiful," he groans.

My eyes drop to his lap, and the huge bulge tenting the front of his jeans. A spike of raw lust teases through me, and before I can stop myself, I'm reaching forward. My hands slide up his thighs and find his belt, pulling it open before tugging his zipper down. I yank his jeans open, and he helps me pull them down a little as I reach inside his boxer briefs. I whimper as I curl my fingers around his big, thick cock and stroke him.

"Fuck, do I want this," I moan.

I shift onto my knees on the table and lean over his lap as I pull his briefs down and pull his cock out. He groans, his big, thick shaft throbbing in my hand. I gasp, stroking him and watching as pearly white pre-cum beads at the tip and then trickles down his pulsing shaft. My fingers catch it, stroking up and down and making him slick as I jerk his big dick. Another, bigger drop of pre-cum drips from the tip, and this time, I can't hold back.

I lean forward and swipe it with a long, slow lick of my tongue across his head. He throws his head back and groans, one of his hands sliding up into my hair and pulling it into a fist.

"Open those pretty lips, gorgeous," he growls, his cock throbbing against them.

"You want to feel my little mouth around your big dick?" I coo out, my arousal practically dripping down my thighs. I slide one hand back and moan as I start to play with my pussy.

"You wanna fuck my mouth while I play with my little pussy?"I ask

I don't even give him a second to answer before I open my lips, slide my mouth down over his crown, and inhale his cock. He moans, his muscles tensing as I swallow his cock. I can feel him pulse in the back of my throat, and when his hand tightens in my hair, the thrill explodes through me. My fingers move faster over my clit as I start to bob up and down on his big cock, slurping at him loudly.

Damien's hand tugs my hair, just hard enough to make me whimper. The other one slides down my back as he leans over me, and when I feel it ease down over my ass, I moan around him. His fingers slide down the cleft of my ass, teasing over my asshole and making me shiver in ecstasy before moving lower. His fingers spread my lips, and when one thick one pushes inside, I whimper loudly around his cock.

"Come here, pretty girl," he growls, and before I know it, he's pulling me off the table and onto his lap.

"I wasn't done with you," I purr, twisting and leaning back down to his cock.

"Good, cause beautiful, I'm fuckin' never going to be done with you."He rasps out.

I gasp as he spins me around, laying back on the sofa and bringing my legs over his shoulders. My pulse jumps as I feel his lips tease up my thighs, and when he moves in closer, I cry out. His tongue drags over over my pussy, swiping between my lips and teasing over my clit as I moan deeply. I open my mouth and swallow his cock again, taking as much of it as I possibly can as he starts to fuck me with his tongue.

I moan around him, slurping wetly on his fat cock as he tongues my pussy and teases my clit. His tongue pushes deep inside, and I cry out as the pleasure rolls through me. His hands grip my ass tight, holding me tightly to his mouth as his incredible tongue drives me wild. He moves higher, and I suddenly groan as that wicked tongue swirls over my ass.

I shiver in ecstasy, my head spinning as his tongue teases me in my most private, naughty place. His cock throbs between my lips, and I moan as I inhale him as deeply as I can into the back of my throat. His muscles tense and ripple, his groans rumbling through me. I reach down and cup his heavy balls in my hand, feeling how full of cum they are and tasting him on my tongue.

His tongue swirls over my asshole, making me whimper before he goes low again and teases my clit. He pulls away, and suddenly he's sliding back from under me, moving behind me. His hands hold me firmly as he gets on his knees behind me between my legs, and my whole body tingles with the anticipation of feeling him slide inside.

"Reach back," he growls, pulling my hands back and down to my ass. "Reach back and spread that tight little ass wide for me, baby."

I whimper, doing what he says. I grab my ass and spread, the heat blooming in my face against the sofa as I feel his hungry gaze devour me.

"So fucking gorgeous," he groans. He rocks his hips forward and eases the thick head of his cock against my slick pussy. I whimper, my hands gripping my ass tightly and spreading myself wide open for him. His cock eases inside, and I moan into the sofa as I feel how he stretches me.

"Just like that, baby girl," he growls, his breath catching as he eases another inch inside. "Spread that ass wide and take every fucking inch of my cock."

"Give me your big dick, baby," I cry out, arching my back and wanting so much more of him. "Give me all of it."

And he does.

With one thrust, he suddenly buries the rest of his shaft deep inside my tight little hole, and I scream in pleasure as he fills me entirely. He groans, grinding deep inside and hitting me in places I've never felt before. He pulls back, only to drive that beautiful cock right back inside. I can feel his hard abs press against the backs of my hands as I grip my ass, my cheek to the sofa as he starts to fuck me.

Fuck does he feel good!

Even better than good, he feels like he was made to fill me so perfectly to stroke me in all the right places, and make my body explode in pleasure like I've never known. He slides in deep, and hard, but…

I blush.

But I want it harder. I want it as hard as he can give it to me.

"Harder," I whimper, crying out. My once old virgin pussy is slick with his cum and my orgamns as his cock drives into me and his balls hit my clit.

He continues to rock me harder. Rocking his hips and fucking me hard as his cock sheathes to the hilt inside.

"Harder!" I gasp, feeling drunk off of the pleasure. "Fuck me like you've wanted to fuck me for weeks."

"Careful," he growls, his voice full of warning.

"You going to give me a warning label or fuck me?"I ask laughing.

I can feel him growl lowly, his cock throbbing deep inside and his hands tightening on my waist.

"You want it harder, huh?" He growls. "You want to get fucked like a bad girl?"

I whimper, not even capable of words as I just nod my head and gasp.

He pulls his cock out of me, and I'm about to turn around, when I suddenly feel the sting of his hand on my ass. I whimper as the heat and the forbidden pleasure creeps through me, my skin tingling from his hand.

"You want me to fuck you like a dirty little girl, huh? You want to feel my big fat cock fuck that tight little slutty pussy until you come all over my balls?"

"Yes!" I whimper out, panting as I feel his hand come down and spank me again.

"Raise your ass in the air," he growls.

I do as he says, eagerly, and quickly — getting on my knees and arching my ass high in the air.

"Reach back and spread your ass for me, pretty girl," he groans.

I gasp, again, doing what he asks and reaching back.

"Good girl."

His voice right in my ear has me whimpering, and when I feel his thick cock ease back against my slit, I tremble in anticipation. The head slips inside, and then suddenly, he's driving every inch balls-deep inside of me.

I scream in pleasure as he grinds deep, only to pull out and drive his cock back inside of me. He growls, reaching up and tangling my hair in his fist. He tugs on it sharply, pulling my head back, and when his other hand slides around my throat, it's almost more than I can take. I cry out as his big cock starts to fuck me hard, his muscles clenching and rippling and his growl echoing in my ears as he makes me his.

His balls slap my clit on every thrust, his abs hitting the backs of my hands as he fills me to the brim on every stroke. Hands tug my hair back and grips my throat — not so I can't breathe, but just enough that it's all so much more intense. He doesn't hold back, and I don't want him to, and as he fucks me mercilessly with his thick cock, I can feel every cell in my body start to explode.

His hand in my hair slides back down to my ass, and it comes down with a sharp spank as he drives his cock into me.

"Fuck!" I scream in pleasure, my whole world blurring at the edges as I start to go over that cliff. "Fuck, just like that! Fuck me harder!"

"Careful, little girl," he purrs in my ear, his hips a blur as he pounds my little pussy with that big cock.

"Yes, Yes, Yes" I whisper, turning to lock my eyes with him. "Just please keep fucking me like that."

He groans, and when his hand spanks my ass again, and when his other one tightens just enough on my neck, I feel everything start to explode.

"Just like that! Just like that! Just like that!" The words tumble from my lips, and I'm thrusting my ass back to meet his deep, powerful, body-shaking thrusts as I feel myself start to tumble over the edge.

"Just like— fuuuck!"

His cock drives deep inside, his hand grips my neck so perfectly, and when he spanks my ass one more time, I lose all control. I scream as one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life explodes through me, shattering me apart from the inside. I claw at the sofa, my whole body trembling and shaking until my knees literally give out. I collapse onto the sofa, gasping for air and feeling my pulse race like a horse as I try and find gravity again.

"Oh. Holy. Shit," I manage to gasp out, shivering and panting.

"That was…that..." I trail off, blinking deliriously.

"Oh, pretty girl," He growls into my ear, his arms circling me. "Did you think I was done with you?"

I gasp as he scoops me up and starts to carry me across the room towards the windows that overlook the whole city below.

"Where are we— oh."

I whimper as he presses my bare back up against the glass and crushes his lips to mine. He kisses me hungrily, and fiercely, and so hard that my toes curl and my body starts to ache for him all over again.

He pulls back, and when he grabs my ass and lifts me up, I shriek before I feel his thick cock ease against my pussy.

Someone could see us. I glance back to see the entire, glowing, neon, the busy streets stretched out beneath us. It's all bright in Someone could look up, see my bare ass against the glass.

They could see his big cock sliding inside of my pussy as he fucks me against the glass.

Someone could see us.

…And I loved it.

The thought sends a wicked, naughty thrill through me.

"You like being watched, don't you?" He groans into my lips, nudging his hips forward and settling me down so that the head slips between my lips. I whimper, my arms around his neck and my legs spread around his hips. His powerful hands grip my ass, his body pressing me into the glass as he slides another inch inside.

"I love this side of Leslie"He murmurs.

"You're like a sex kitten"He whispers.

"Hmm," I purr.

"Dirty girl," he growls back, and before I know it, he's driving every thick inch of his cock inside. I whimper in pleasure, clinging to him and gasping as he starts to fuck me right there against the glass.

"Maybe someone sees us right now, huh?" he groans. "Maybe someone's watching you against the glass, watching you get fucked like a dirty girl."

Oh God.

I cry out, crushing my lips to his and kissing him hungrily as he starts to drive his cock in and out of me, nailing me to the glass behind me. I drop a hand to my side, my palm against the glass as I cry out and beg him for more. He's muscles bunch and ripple, his masculine groans filling my ears as he holds me so tight and pumps his beautiful cock in and out of my tight, slick pussy.

We move faster, and faster, and I start to lose myself completely, clawing at the glass and clinging to his neck as he pushes me right to the edge all over again.

"You're mine," he growls into my ear, his teeth biting at the lobe. "You're mine"

"All yours," I gasp, my body starting to tingle as I feel the orgasm about to hit. His cock strokes my clit on every thrust, and when his hands tighten on my ass and his cock starts to swell up even bigger, I know I'm about to shatter.

"Come all over that big dick, baby girl," he growls into my ear. "I want that sweet girl cum to coat my balls and drip down this glass so everyone knows you're mine. I want them all to know how hard you come on my cock. Fuck, I want the whole fucking world to know you're mine. Now come for me. Come on my cock, pretty girl. Come on my fat cock right fucking now."

Reality blurs, and I'm sort of aware of screaming in pleasure, and burying my mouth in his neck and biting him. I'm half aware of my whole world shattering around me as the biggest orgasm of my life thunders through me like a fucking hurricane.

He roars into my neck, and I can feel his big cock pulse deep inside of me. I can feel his thick, hot cum splash inside of me as he pumps rope after rope of his sticky seed deep inside, I'm sure it's dripping down my legs.

I'm aware of him carrying me into the bedroom, my legs still around his waist, and his cock still buried inside of me and still rock hard.

I don't know what this is, or where we go from here, but I don't care.

Because whatever this is, it's perfect. It's bliss. It's me feeling more alive than I ever have before. And it's all because of him

Vivian's P.O.V.

So they think they can get rid of me that easily"I smirk as staring at the window to Damien suite.

They can play around all day long. But am going to rain on their parade. Someone has to be the bad guy in this love story.

Take more pictures"I ordered to the reporter with me.

Make sure you get a clearer shot of them especially her. "My tiny angry voice says with a look of distain. As I overlook the scene with a pair of binoculars.

Am going to make her regret the day she took what's mine"I say in a whining tone.

They're out of sight Ms."A gruff voice says interrupting my train of thoughts as he hands over the huge camera to the outstretched hand.

This story is going to be exclusive. But I want it to be all focused on her. Let the headlines be " The slutty personal assistant of Boyce shipping and oil corporation sleeping her way up to the top"I say to the reporter smirking.

Make sure my Damien name and face doesn't appear in the Article. Also Photoshop the pictures a little, I want this Article to be enough prove for her to be sacked.

Already done Ms. Du'mount. But if you don't mind me asking what do you get from all these?"The lanky looking reporter asks.

Well you get to write your story and sink your claw a little in one of the first scandals of Boyce Corp while I get to have my man back and a dandy low class girl out of my way"I say smirking at how smart my plan his.

I still don't get it. I thought you said Mr Damien wants nothing to do with you"He asks with confusion etched on his face.

Fool!"Dont you see the obvious."I scream out in fustration as I pace.

Damien might say am not mentally stable but have still got the move and connections. With your Article causing a ruckus and putting his recently signed contract which he needs in jeopardy. My influencing skills comes in, I personally will use my intellect and of course my huge and successful news company to help curb the people opinion and then He'll see how much he needs me and abandon that slut."I say, glaring at the stupid reporter who made me repeat my genius plan.

What was your name again?"I ask

Chad"He say, with a scared look on his face.

So Chad ,the pictures might not be much but it will do. It's fine, this is just enough to ruin Leslie Ruffles life."i say going over the pictures on the camera, pausing as I come across a clear picture of Damien with a look of pleasure on his face.

That should have been me. It should be me he get his pleasures from. But no worries, things are soon going to fall into place.

Soon!

She may have stolen my Damien for a short while but now am taking him back.

Besides this is what she gets for making me look pathetic and stressed out."I say with a note of anger followed by a trail of evil laughter.