chapter three

Dylan walked up to us, looking between both of us wondering what was going on. Zion stepped back from me

"What's wrong?" He asked me looking worried

"I….."

"She was just asking me about your whereabouts " Zion cut in laughing it off. Dylan didn't seem to buy it but he smiled and pulled me along gently. I looked back at Zion, he had a smirk on his face.

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"What the fuck were you doing with Zion?" He finally asked as we entered his Mansion breaking the silence between us. The drive home was really quiet which was unusual.

"I bumped into him" I replied. He looked really upset.

" I don't want to ever see you with him again… you feel me?" he said raising his voice. Why was he overreacting?

" You need to calm down "

" Don't fucking tell me what to do! I saw him touch you" he blurted out in anger

"Jesus! Chill out! Nothing happened. He just escorted me to the restroom" I was starting to get upset.

" stay away from that guy, trust me, Zion Dame isn't someone you want to fuck with, I've known him all my life…. I'm not going to say this anymore" He walked away in anger. I rolled my eyes in frustration.

What's his deal?

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Dylan has been out of town for a couple of days now. I was staying at his Mansion, for the time being. He kept in touch, calling like I was going to disappear before he got back. Despite being at his place, I made the driver drop me a few blocks from my place of work. I didn't want my co-workers to look at me differently.

I could honestly stop working if I wanted to, in fact, Dylan wants me to stop working but I wasn't ready to do that.

" one hamburger and a cup of coffee, no sugar, please"

"A moment please" I turned around to give the order out. It was him! He had that perfect smile again.

"Hi… hello" he smiled at my clumsiness.

"You work here?" He looked surprised

"Yes?"

"How can you work here?"

"Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Never mind" he winked at me and turned to leave. I watched him walk out.

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7:30 pm

I walked out of the restaurant looking tired as fuck. I was walking down the block to where the driver would be waiting for me.

Why isn't he here yet?

I was confused

A sleek black SUV pulled up in front of me. For a moment, I honestly thought I was going to be kidnapped.

Zion stepped out of the car, wearing a black V-neck top, a pair of jeans, and very nice sneakers. He looked gorgeous as hell. He stood there resting on his car.

"Your ride seems to be late," he said with a smirk

"Yeah I guess but he'll be here soon"

"Let's go Felly…"

"Don't call me that!" I replied sharply "And why will I go with you?"

" Because I said so" his expression hardened

"I don't know what your game is but I don't have time for this" he moved toward me, and I stepped back but he kept moving toward me till my back came in contact with the block. My breath became heavy. He didn't stop moving till his body touched mine. Adjusting my hair over my shoulder. I held my breath

"I love a lady who challenges me" he whispered in my ear, his breath touching my skin. I could feel the goosebumps.

He moved his face to me, our lips barely inches apart. It seemed hard to breathe. His lips touched mine…. It felt good. His hand touched my breast. I gasped. He squeezed my bum. The kiss intensified as he played with my breast.

"Please….stop…" I whispered. I could feel him smirk as he pulled back. I stood by the wall heaving. He adjusted my top like nothing happened.

"Come on, let's get you home," he said walking toward his car. I gulped.

Zion kept showing up at my place of work, at first it felt like he was stalking me but I got used to it, I'd call the driver on several occasions not to pick me up with the excuse of working late and sometimes I'd be out with Zion at a bar or somewhere. Dylan's business trip didn't seem to be coming to an end soon.

Zion pulled up in front of his penthouse. According to him, he had more privacy here than in his mansion filled with workers. It looked really nice. I got down as he led the way inside.

" if you need to clean up the bathroom is upstairs," he said pulling off his shirt.

"I don't think I'm going to do that… I'll be leaving soon" I looked away from him, taking in the beautiful view of the house.

"I'll be right back" he went up the stairs. I sat on the couch. Dylan is going to kill me for being here.

"Get up," Zion suddenly said standing in front of me. I didn't even notice him walk in. I looked up at him confused. "Get up!" He said a bit louder than before. I stood up still looking confused. "Take off your clothes"

"What?" I was really confused now. I stood there staring at him.

"Why is it always so hard for you to follow orders?" He spat looking a little upset. I started to loosen the button on my shirt. "Look at me while you do it, don't look down" I gulped pulling my jeans down, half-naked. I covered my body with my hand

"Don't!" He said sharply. "Pull it off"

"I don't think we should be doing this…" I was looking worried

"Do it….. now!"

I held my breath as I removed my bra and panties looking away from him "Look… at…me"

"I can't do this anymore" I protested picking my clothes up from the floor.

Suddenly he grabbed me to himself crashing his lips on mine. It wasn't gentle this time. It was aggressive. It intensified as he grabbed my breast and rolled my nipple between his fingers. I let out a moan. He lifted me carrying me up the stairs without breaking the kiss.

He flung me on the bed as he stood loosening his belt, keeping eye contact with me. He hovered over me taking one nipple in his mouth as his finger slid inside me

"Oh fuck!" I moaned. He stopped, stared at me, and went down on me with a smirk. Flipping his tongue over my clit while two of his finger kept thrusting in and out. I was a mess on the bed as I held on to the bedsheet moaning loudly. Thank God there were no neighbors.

"What do you want?" He asked with a smirk looking at the mess I was

" I want you…." I whispered

" I can't hear you love," he said flipping his tongue all over.

"Please…" I cried softly aching my back.

"Tell me what you want"...

"I want you" I could swear I was going to pass out from the extreme pleasure I was feeling.

"What do you want me to do love?" His deep voice said calmly

"Fuck me!…" I was wet….. insanely wet

"Louder…" he increased the pace of his finger and his tongue.

"Fuck me... please Daddy" I voiced out…