Kali. He could mess up everything with SunTech if she found out about his
kinky sculpture business. He couldn’t risk having her rat him out to her boss
and get him fired from the project. But he was sure he could hide it. He had
been very careful to set up his website, Hunting Art, with no connection to his
real life. It had been good enough to pass Selina Stern’s vetting process for
him to make it to the finalists. Now he just had to keep Kali from finding out
about Hunting Art until after the project was finished.
When he had to speak to Kali about the
permits for the demolition on the plaza, he kept it professional. He could hear
the wall in Kali’s tone as she replied, and he knew that she was at work and
probably dealing with Selina at the same time. But hearing her was enough to
get him through until Saturday.
He didn’t even want to play with Minx.
She came by the next evening. He made Minx clean his shower and scrub the
toilet and wash the sheets so everything would be pristine in case his big date
with Kali went better than he expected. Then he told her to make him a grilled
cheese sandwich. When Minx finished cleaning up, as he was taking his last
bite, she stood in the proper submissive position with her head up and eyes
down, hands clasped behind her back, eagerly expectant.
He sent her away without touching her.
Minx knew she was being punished, and he was too smart to punish her with
attention. She would learn not to come over unless he told her to. She could
have blown this entire gig for him.
He didn’t tell her when to come next. He
wanted her to know how much he disliked her little tricks to get more from him
than he wanted to give.
And he wanted to see what would happen
with Kali.
Kali…
***
Kali thought about Hunter a lot over the
next few days, wondering what would happen on their date. She had already let
him get intimate with her, if you could call hair-pulling intimate. She hadn’t
even kissed him! But it sure felt sexy. The only thing she knew about kinky sex
was from that book everyone was reading, but that was just a romance novel with
a billionaire protagonist and his virgin lover. That had nothing to do with her life.
She knew Hunter wasn’t the right man for
her. She could never be the kind of uninhibited girl Minx was. And he would
never be the rock-steady partner she was looking for. It was sad because there
was so much chemistry between them. She knew chemistry didn’t mean
compatibility, but it was really hard to ignore her feelings. Even when she
reminded herself over and over again how he charmed everyone. She was just one
among many to him.
So she thought about Hunter, wearing a
groove of him in her mind. Trying not to, but finding herself daydreaming about
his hand clutching her hair, and her hips grinding into him shamelessly.
He texted her on Saturday afternoon
saying: I’m looking forward to seeing you at 8. It was the first text
she had gotten from Hunter. She wondered how she would feel seeing his name in
her phone after the project was over. She had a very bad premonition that it
would all end in her deleting his number from her phone in tears.
She had never looked forward to any date
with so many mixed feelings. The worst thing was that she felt like she
couldn’t talk to anyone. She was curious, but afraid to go further down this
path. It was the same feeling she had when she moved to New York City—it was scary
and thrilling because she didn’t know what would happen next. Wasn’t that the
sort of life she had wanted when she moved here, something more unpredictable
and new?
She wished she could talk to someone
about it, someone other than Hunter. But she hadn’t spoken to her college
friend Brittany in years, and they never had much in common other than their
mutual set of friends. Nobody else would even begin to understand.
It also bothered Kali that nobody knew
she was going out with Hunter. Not that she thought he would do anything bad to
her.
kinky sculpture business. He couldn’t risk having her rat him out to her boss
and get him fired from the project. But he was sure he could hide it. He had
been very careful to set up his website, Hunting Art, with no connection to his
real life. It had been good enough to pass Selina Stern’s vetting process for
him to make it to the finalists. Now he just had to keep Kali from finding out
about Hunting Art until after the project was finished.
When he had to speak to Kali about the
permits for the demolition on the plaza, he kept it professional. He could hear
the wall in Kali’s tone as she replied, and he knew that she was at work and
probably dealing with Selina at the same time. But hearing her was enough to
get him through until Saturday.
He didn’t even want to play with Minx.
She came by the next evening. He made Minx clean his shower and scrub the
toilet and wash the sheets so everything would be pristine in case his big date
with Kali went better than he expected. Then he told her to make him a grilled
cheese sandwich. When Minx finished cleaning up, as he was taking his last
bite, she stood in the proper submissive position with her head up and eyes
down, hands clasped behind her back, eagerly expectant.
He sent her away without touching her.
Minx knew she was being punished, and he was too smart to punish her with
attention. She would learn not to come over unless he told her to. She could
have blown this entire gig for him.
He didn’t tell her when to come next. He
wanted her to know how much he disliked her little tricks to get more from him
than he wanted to give.
And he wanted to see what would happen
with Kali.
Kali…
***
Kali thought about Hunter a lot over the
next few days, wondering what would happen on their date. She had already let
him get intimate with her, if you could call hair-pulling intimate. She hadn’t
even kissed him! But it sure felt sexy. The only thing she knew about kinky sex
was from that book everyone was reading, but that was just a romance novel with
a billionaire protagonist and his virgin lover. That had nothing to do with her life.
She knew Hunter wasn’t the right man for
her. She could never be the kind of uninhibited girl Minx was. And he would
never be the rock-steady partner she was looking for. It was sad because there
was so much chemistry between them. She knew chemistry didn’t mean
compatibility, but it was really hard to ignore her feelings. Even when she
reminded herself over and over again how he charmed everyone. She was just one
among many to him.
So she thought about Hunter, wearing a
groove of him in her mind. Trying not to, but finding herself daydreaming about
his hand clutching her hair, and her hips grinding into him shamelessly.
He texted her on Saturday afternoon
saying: I’m looking forward to seeing you at 8. It was the first text
she had gotten from Hunter. She wondered how she would feel seeing his name in
her phone after the project was over. She had a very bad premonition that it
would all end in her deleting his number from her phone in tears.
She had never looked forward to any date
with so many mixed feelings. The worst thing was that she felt like she
couldn’t talk to anyone. She was curious, but afraid to go further down this
path. It was the same feeling she had when she moved to New York City—it was scary
and thrilling because she didn’t know what would happen next. Wasn’t that the
sort of life she had wanted when she moved here, something more unpredictable
and new?
She wished she could talk to someone
about it, someone other than Hunter. But she hadn’t spoken to her college
friend Brittany in years, and they never had much in common other than their
mutual set of friends. Nobody else would even begin to understand.
It also bothered Kali that nobody knew
she was going out with Hunter. Not that she thought he would do anything bad to
her.
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