Surveillance Notes:

Ever the doting husband and father, aren’tyou? It makes me laugh. You kiss your wife with the same mouth thatwas wrapped around my cock only minutes after proving yourself tome. How many other dicks have you sucked, C4? I digress.

As usual, you’ve proven that people arecreatures of habit. Your days are just as mundane as all the restof my Chapters: eat, sleep, work, shit, repeat. But where’s yoursex life? A man of your stamina surely needs release on a dailybasis as do I. However, I have yet to see you engage in intercoursewith your spouse. If I had a stunning woman like that waiting forme at the end of the day, I sure as hell wouldn’t be jacking off tointernet porn. I’d be splitting her sweet pussy open every nightuntil she couldn’t walk. Perhaps your lack of arousal for thefemale form is the problem. My form, however, had no troubleeliciting stimulation on your part, did it?

Weekend 1:

Your physical exam was volatile andrushed. I’m not sure how many other male lovers you’ve had in thepast, but this one will not be topped.What should’ve been a simple assessment turned into not only abattle of wills but a struggle to see who was stronger. I won. Butthat’s because I’m not afraid to play dirty. Those balls of yoursthat you think are so big felt good cupped in my hand as I squeezedthe insolence out of you. You will learn to obey me, C4, and when Isay bend over, you better fucking bend over. I took that tight assof yours and owned it, and what sweet ecstasy it was. You are myfirst male lover and our first time together was every bit as goodas I had imagined.

Elsa put the document down, conflicted by thearousal she was feeling. She ran her hand up the inside of herthigh and stilled, remembering Mr. Black’s rule. Her eyes dartedaround and peered out the window she was sitting near. It wasabsurd how in such a short period of time he already had hertrained like Pavlov’s dog to fear his ever-lingering presence. Allshe needed now was the sound of a bell to make her start pantingand salivating while she waited for his touch.

Suddenly her phone chirped with a textmessage from Mr. Black and she rolled her eyes. There was hisdamned bell.

Mr.Black: Why are you at work?

She really couldn’t get away with anythingwith this guy.

ElsaC: There was nothing for me at home.

Mr.Black: What’s at work for you this lateat night?

She mentally kicked herself for not thinkingbefore responding.

ElsaC: Things to keep my idle handsbusy.

Not three minutes later there was a loud bangon her locked office door. Elsa quickly shoved the document intothe nearest drawer knowing immediately who it was. She didn’t evensee his vehicle parked out front. His stealthy ways never ceased toamaze and annoy her.

She tried to compose herself and took a deepbreath before she opened the door. Victor pushed his way in andlooked around the room frantically as if searching forsomething.

“What are you looking for?” she asked,perplexed by his demeanor.

Without saying anything, he opened the doorto her private restroom and scanned the room before facing her.

“Why are you here with your door locked,Elsa?” he put his hands on his hips and glared down at her as hisshoulders heaved with his ragged breathing.

“I already told you, there’s nothing at homefor me.”

“You’re holding something back. I can see it.You’re nervous,” his voice was rough with anxiety.

Victor was good at reading body language.Then again, Elsa had always been a terrible liar and it wasn’tdifficult to see through her.

She blurted out the first thing that came tomind. “Whose fault is that? You make me nervous. I’m always afraidof what you’re going to do to me.”

It wasn’t a complete lie. In fact, it was thetruth even if she was holding back that she had been reading hisprivate thoughts. Victor shifted and ran his fingers through hishair. His body was still tense and she began to wonder what hethought she had been up to.

“What did you think was going on here?”

He shook his head but said nothing.

Her eyes widened when she saw the look ofguilt easily readable on his face. “Oh, my God. Are youjealous?”

He rejected the notion straight away andlooked past her. “Don’t flatter yourself. But just to clarify, rulenumber eight is that you’re to have no other lovers except meduring our time together.”

The possessive desperation in his voice spokemore to his feelings than his could-care-less attitude and Elsaknew without a doubt he had been worried she was with anotherman.

To put his mind at ease she touched hischest. “Why are you so suspicious of me? I’ve never led you tobelieve I wanted to be with anyone else.”

He stepped back and puckered his mouth. “Wellwhose fault is that?” he mocked. “With your history of havingaffairs with coworkers…” he waved his hand and moved toward herdesk.

The force of his cross reply took her offguard and she winced at his stern and unsympathetic words. He had ahell of a lot of nerve bringing up her past considering what he hadbeen up to.

“You’re free to leave,” she narrowed her eyesat him.

Victor whirled to stare at her, hisbroad-carved face twisted in anger. “Excuse me?”

“You’re in my house and my rules apply here,so if you’re just going to bring up my mistakes, then get out.”

His mouth gaped open. Had no one everdismissed him before?

“We all have things in our past we’re notproud of and I don’t need your condescending-I’m-Mr.-Perfectattitude.”

“I’m not perfect,” he gritted his teeth as hescanned her head-to-toe.

“I know,” she huffed. “What part of getout didn’t you understand?” she snapped.

He lunged at her and gripped the back of herneck with one hand and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling heragainst his body.

“I will not be topped, Elsa. This is the onlywarning you get. Don’t you ever fucking talk to me like thatagain,” his tone was thunderous as he growled against her mouth,the scent of cigarette overwhelming her.

Her heart hammered in her ears as the sexyvision of Jordan trying to top Victor seeped into her thoughts. Sheswallowed tightly and when she pretended not to be affected, hegripped the back of her neck harder. As he glared down at her, shetook in every line of his face and studied his powerful expression.Everything about this man was compelling and his magnetism was sopotent she didn’t care what the consequences were of being withhim.

***

The heat Elsa was putting off made Victor’scock throb with such intensity he was finding it difficult toconcentrate. When he had tracked her phone and found her at work,he was positive she was with someone else. All he could see was redas he drove to her. Shocked to find her alone, he was besidehimself. She was up to something, however he had no idea what.

As he held her close and the mixed scents oftheir sex and her perfume and his cologne infiltrated his brain,his irritation began to subside. She smelled of him and it onlyproved that she belonged to him. But he would not be topped. Morethan one Chapter had already tried pulling that shit withoutsuccess and Elsa was no different. Okay, she was different,but he wasn’t going to be controlled by anyone, most certainly nota little red-head who liked being conquered and fucked in theass.

He could read her body like a book and rightnow she was mentally screaming to be fucked hard. He’d love to giveher what she wanted except the longing look she was throwing hisway scared the hell out of him. She was trying to see his ‘light’again.

Abruptly he thrust her body away from him,making her gasp out. He would prove there was nothing but darknessin him once and for all and that he could go on with or withouther.