radicalducati # 12 How about I eat you?
# 12 How about I eat you?
Just two hours after Mr. Blackwood had left my office, I received a phone call from a strange number. I hesitated before taking it, I had not saved the number Jimmy used to reach me the last time, so I couldn’t help but wonder if he was the caller.
“Hello…”
“Hello Ma’am, this is the New York City Police department. We are calling to apologize for the impoundment of your vehicle over the incident that occurred yesterday. Please come to the station and pick up your vehicle as the case has already been cleared. Thank you for your understanding!”
I had to look at the number a second time for confirmation, it was a private number. Was this a prank or what? They wanted me to have my car back, just like that? I broke like three rules for letting someone without a driver’s license take my car out and they are not even charging me to court? That is insane!
After the call ended, I checked the time on my phone. It was a few minutes past twelve, I was supposed to remind Mr. Blackwood of an event scheduled for that time. I thought of doing it over the phone but on second thought, I decided to break the good news of my car release to him and maybe ask permission to leave on time so as to pick up the car.
Grabbing an unnecessary file from the table, just to avoid looking foolish when I walk out that door, I headed out of my office. As usual, the hallway was quiet. I glanced towards Megan’s side of the office. I had not seen her all day, maybe because I was just leaving my office for the first time today.
I got to the CEO’s office and knocked on the glass door, not forgetting the fact that he could see me from the inside.
“The door is open.” I heard that deep voice utter from the inside.
I pushed the door open and walked in. He was standing at the end of the office, staring down at the city below through the glass. I cleared my throat to get his attention but he didn’t bother to turn around.
“Sir… I am here to remind you of the event you had scheduled for 1pm.”
“Cancel it.” He replied plainly.
I was confused, why was he canceling his supposed meeting with an investor? The company was already facing difficult times with the price drop in the diamond market and he was risking losing possible investments.
“Alright Sir, I also wanted to inform you that the car issue has been resolved. I have just been asked to come and pick it up at the station.”
“Hmm,” he scoffed and turned to face me. “Who do you think made it possible, Miss Owl?” he asked sarcastically.
“Oh,” I muttered softly as it dawned on me. Of course! He bullied the police, now it makes sense! Rules are for the poor after all.
“Thank you so much,” I said shyly, facing down. I don’t know why I was shy, maybe because I was genuinely appreciative of what he had done.
Barely a week together and he is starting to convince me that he might be a good person; I hate to feel wrong about him. I desperately needed him to be the bad guy, how else am I supposed to justify my hatred for him?
“You are welcome, but don’t expect such mercy in future, you should be more careful,” he muttered coldly as he walked towards me.
I nodded and scoffed in my mind. Good! Now I can forget that he just did me a favor and go back to hating him, everything is perfect in the world again.
“Now speaking of schedules, I believe you have something for me.”
I squinted my eyes, unsure of what he meant. I don’t think there was anything else on his schedule? If he was talking of the Diamond price problem, then I still had time to his deadline.
“My Lunch, Anna… My lunch” he announced and my heart did the backflip. Holy Mary on a cross!! His lunch!!
I stood there, staring at him silently while trying to make up a speech in my head. I know I had messed up, I totally forgot about his lunch request.
“I am so sorry, Mr. Blackwood.”
“Ugh!” he groaned and clenched his fist, a sign of anger I guess. As much as I loved knowing what he was feeling, it scared me.
“I am very sorry…”
“Enough with the apologies already,” he interrupted. “Apologize! Apologize! Apology! That is all you know how to do. Why do you purposely annoy me?”
“No, no!” I said quickly and shook my head. “I promise, it is not intentional, I had just been so busy yesterday that I slept late and then I woke up late today, there was no time to make food.” I tried to explain.
“Well, I was looking forward to that lunch, and I am hungry right now, Miss Ann. So what do you suggest that I eat, huh?” he queried, his eyes holding a look of disappointment.
I swallowed hard. “Um… I could order you something, right away? From any restaurant of your choice, or even the Company cafeteria if you prefer.” I offered.
“I don’t have time for any of that, I wanted to eat something made by you, but since you didn’t provide that, I have a better suggestion. How about I eat you?”
My heart flipped when he said those words. Did he mean them in the flirty way or in the barbaric ancient flesh eating human way?
Mr. Blackwood began to come at me and just like every other time, I walked backwards in fear. This was becoming a habit, especially for someone who knows exactly how this would end. He is not going to stop till he catches up with me, but what happens afterwards is what keeps me anxious. There was no predicting what this man would do.
Covering the distance between us, he quickly grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer to him. This action made me jump startled, like I said… unpredictable!
There was this look in his eyes as he stared into mine, still holding me to his body while I gently tried to push him away. With his free right hand, he slowly took off the two arm straps of my gown and I began to breathe like a lizard that had fallen from an Iroko tree.
“Sir… what… what are you doing?” I asked with a shaky voice and he chuckled. He was probably enjoying teasing me.
“What do you mean, Miss Ann? I just told you that I intend to eat you.”
I gulped in Saliva and looked away from him nervously. “But I am not food.”
“You clearly are.” He responded in a cocky voice and a smirk on his face.
Even with the straps gone, the gown was still hanging tight to my body as it was elastic and body-hugging. His eyes fell on my exposed neck as I had packed my hair up this morning, it then moved down to my chest. If he listened hard enough, I am sure he would hear my heart beating in my chest.
“What do you say, Princess? Why don’t we take this off?” he whispered to my left ear in that deep voice as his fingers ran through the cleavage lines of my gown, gently grazing my skin. I felt this cold run down my spine and I gulped down on an empty throat… Perhaps I had run out of saliva.
Before I could give a response, he pulled down my gown to my waist and I gasped, shocked by his move. I immediately covered my chest with my right hand, giving up on my joke of an attempt to push him off me.
He also let go of my waist and stared at me with a sly smile. It is like his goal is just to embarrass me, because he was clearly enjoying it.
“Take your hands off, Princess.” he spoke calmly, his eyes roaming up and down my body.
I swallowed nervously and looked away. “Why?” I asked unconsciously.
“You are funny,” he said and chuckled. “Maybe, because we have an agreement that gives me right over your body; Now take your hands off!” he ordered, suddenly wearing a serious face.
I refused to do as he said. I knew I had to but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. I was shy and scared, I had only been naked before two men in my life, the whole thing still felt weird to me.
Mr. Blackwood held my shoulders and made gestures on my skin as he traced downwards. He held my waist again and breathed into my ear, the sudden hot air made my body convulse and I groaned softly, caught off guard.
He laughed and that made me feel embarrassed. I tried to run off but he grabbed me by my ass, and before I could see it coming, he lifted me up, forcing me to unintentionally wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I don’t know if it was muscle memory or based on pure instinct, but there we were… he was carrying me.
That was ten seconds of awkwardness as I didn’t know if to jump down or just hang there, I couldn’t even look him in the eyes. I felt the little courage and resistance that I had in me, slipping away.
Mr. Blackwood carried me to his table and just like earlier today, he made me sit on it, with my legs spread apart. We recreated the posture from earlier today, he was standing in between my thighs with both hands crossing me and placed on the table, I was literally trapped between his arms and the table.
“Ple…please stop,” I begged in a whisper.
I don’t think he was paying attention to me, he seemed more interested in my chest. His eyes were locked on my cleavages which were pumped out of my boobs, not something I had done on purpose though.
He slowly caressed my face and I turned my face to the right, exposing my necklines to him. I felt his fingers gently trace the contours, sending shivers down my spine. He brought his head closer and the touch of his lips on my exposed neckline ignited a fire in me. I hated that he was making me feel these things and I tried to shut it all out.
I closed my eyes tight, hoping to not feel any of his touches, but then I felt my bra loosen; he had unhooked my bra!!! I gasped and opened my eyes immediately, watching the bra sliding off my chest, it was a strapless bra.
“Oh My God!” I muttered and immediately caught the pink bra, trying to cover my exposed breasts.
“Easy Princess…” He whispered into my ears and grabbed the bra, tossing it over the table. “There is no God here, it is just Me.” he grinned.
I was so nervous and shy as he took one step back and began to stare at my breasts. I had firm, east west perky boobs, or sometimes I like to think that they were round… perhaps it was just my insecurities speaking.
There was a little silence between us after the breast reveal, I think I forgot how to breathe for a few seconds. The whole thing was just so intense and embarrassing for me, I was staring at everything but his face and my body.
What now? Was he going to have sex with me? I am still not clear if that is what he meant when he said he will eat me. I guess this was going to be my life now, I needed to get used to it.