Unaffected

It still didn't make sense to me. Someone should have told me they also met during Callista's and my meeting the past two days. She knew who Eric was to me, and he knew what Callista was to me. We haven't been close lately and talked less, but this was significant. I looked him in the eye and knew him long enough to know he was telling me the truth.

"So all of this just to get to me?" I clarified.

Eric gave a slight nod before running his hand through his hair. I finished my coffee, and he finally spoke for what seemed like an eternity.

"I told you," he reminded, "Last time, I wanted it to be me to take your virginity. When I met Callista, she made an offer to let me join in on your "fun."

 I pressed my tongue to the inside of my cheek. This situation is annoying for various reasons, but I can enjoy it while he's here. Our eyes met. I could see his desire for me. What he wanted and needed was me. I honestly couldn't say the same thing, though. I do like the thought of having him, but it wouldn't hurt me if we hadn't had sex. What was wrong with me? Am I just wired differently? Perhaps my emotions are shot from losing my family not even ten years ago. There's an emptiness within me from that. Maybe that's why my mind thinks such callous thoughts.

 "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked.

 "Did you?" I teased.

 "You came pretty quickly," he reminded.

 "So did you," I played.

 "You're right," he concurred, "Being inside of you was everything I thought it would be and more. How you tightened around me while I was pounding you."

 I bit my bottom lip unconsciously.

 "Don't do that," he warned. His eyes narrowed.

 "Do what?" I smirked.

He placed his coffee cup on the bartop before hastily making his way over to me. My eyes locked on his. He was an open book—the attempt to look challenging and desirable while having puppy-like eyes. 

"Hello," a soft, sensual voice interrupted us.

"Good morning, Callista," Eric greeted. His entire demeanor changed.

 "Good morning," I smiled as she grabbed a coffee cup. How was she already dressed and ready to walk on the fashion runway? I ensured I was presentable, but I was confident my hair was still messy, and I was still only wearing a robe.

 "Dimitri and I are going out on our Yacht today. Would you both like to join us?"

 "I have work," I reminded.

 "I'm sure Tanya wouldn't mind covering," Eric replied.

 "Actually," I started, "Would you mind if she came with us."

 Eric gave me a quizzical brow. I could tell he was confused and trying to figure out my plan. Honestly, I didn't have a plan, but I wanted to talk to and see her. She's like my sister. If it wasn't for her, lord knows what I would have done.

 "Of course," Callista smiled, "the more, the better. We have investors coming by, and it helps to show that we have friends who aren't blue-blooded."

 I could take that from you, my devious mind thought. No, don't go there.

 "Thank you," I smiled, "I just have to go upstairs and call her."

 "There should be some clothes and bathing suits in the closet if you'd like to use those instead of going home," Dimitri added, "Same for you, Eric."

 "Okay," Eric replied.

 I made my way up the stairs as Eric followed suit.

 "We're leaving in about an hour!" Callista hollered.

 My hand seized my doorknob, but Eric pushed me inside the room. He twirled me around by the waist and pressed his lips onto mine. I tried pushing back, only to be met with futility. My back was now pinned against the wall as Eric's tongue relentlessly rubbed over mine with intent. I felt a warm hand cup my left breast as denim pressed between my thighs. He pushed into me harder; my swollen clit made everything unbearable.

 "Eric?!" I rasped, breaking out contact.

 He shifted me, my back now facing him, my wrists pinned within his grasp above my head.

There was a sting against my ass as he spanked me. I controlled myself from moaning.

"I warned you," he whispered in my ear. His hot breath sent shivers up my spine. I pressed back into his groin. I could feel his hard cock against me, "Next time, I won't be so nice."

Before I could react, my wrists were released, disappearing from my room with ease. I heard the click of his door, still in confusion about the events that had just transpired. Who the hell did he think he was? You're my puppy, not my dominator. I want to teach you a lesson but keep you as my sweet little puppy. As these thoughts rushed through me, I tossed off my robe and threw it on the bed. My hand seized my phone and called Tanya.

"Hey, girl," She answered.

"Hey," I greeted while walking to the sliding door, "What's the new girl's name?"

"Who?"

"The new hire?"

"Brandy."

"Okay, send me her number."

"Why? I can cover for you if that's what you need."

"I was going to ask you to accompany me to a yacht party today."

"What?!"

"Haha, yes, Callista and Dimitri invited Eric and me, and I wanted to bring you so the new hire can get her experience."

I hung up the phone. While gazing upon the large pool in the backyard, I noticed that the events of last night kept running through my mind. The drunken haze of lust between the four of us was intoxicating. I wanted more. More of this. I want this for Eric and me without strings attached. Now, what did I have to do to get it?