C3 His seductress

He parked in front of his mansion, carried her in his strong arms upstairs to his bedroom, and laid her sleeping figure on his bed, then turned around to leave to let her rest. But before he could get to the door, she said something incoherent.

He went closer to her in a bid to hear what she was trying to say. "What is it, Miss Moore?". He asked her restless form.

"I'm so fucking horny right now!". She was almost crying.

It shocked him that words like that could ever come out of her seemingly innocent mouth.

"Uhm okay".. he simply said, then turned to leave but she grabbed his hand.

"Don't go! Please, pretty please"...She begged.

"Miss Moore, let go of my hand".

"Just a little, just a little kiss, please, I won't tell, I won't tell mommy, please"... She continued to plead as if her life depends on it.

"Miss Moore, lie down and rest"...He insisted.

"No!"...She jumped on him and began to kiss him.

"These clothes are too tight!"... She complained, and went to take them off but he stopped her.

He had seen this somewhere and heard that the best way to stop it was to put the person in a tub containing cold water, so, he left her and walked to his bathroom and turned on the tap to fill up the tub. While he was waiting for the water to come up to a reasonable volume. Jolene followed him into the bathroom kept on continued to attack his neck and chest with kisses, it was so frustrating trying to push her away without hurting her. Finally, he carried her and placed her in the tub.

"I'm so hot!". She squealed, frustrated.

After some time, she didn't say anything, just a few murmurs now and then.

Suddenly she turned to him and her eyes grew wide with shock. "Mr. Sinclair! You... How...". She began to stutter.

"Calm down Miss Moore".

It was obvious the effect of the drug had not worn out completely, but at least she recognized him. That's an improvement. She kept on staring into his eyes, which made him uncomfortable. Her big hazel eyes sparkled in the light.

"Miss Moore, what is the matter?"...

"You have beautiful brown eyes, Mr. Sinclair, and you remind me of my favorite choco ice cream".

She grinned like a kid. He dipped his hand inside the water to feel if it was still cold. It had become room temperature, so he thought to change it.

"Mr. Sinclair, what are you doing?"...She asked, still lying in the tub.

"You are still not fine".

"Why?!"...She whined.

"Because you're still talking nonsense"... He said before walking out of the bathroom leaving her in the tub. He went to call his friend who is a medical doctor, he thought he could handle it but it seemed too much for him for the first time in his life.

By the time he got back into the bathroom with his phone in hand, he was dumbfounded. There she was in all her glory, her wet clothes on the floor. She had absolutely nothing on her. Her wet brown hair stuck to her skin, her round, full, perky breasts were reaching out to him. He looked away quickly.

"There's a robe hung near the door, wear it". He stated and walked out, shutting the bathroom door behind him, then went downstairs to his living room, needing to get busy with work. After a few minutes, he heard someone coming down the stairs. Hoping to find her more covered, he turned his head toward the staircase Only to find her still naked. This annoyed him, he stood up facing her.

"Enough of your antics! Was this your plan all along? Listen to me, Miss Moore, I am a business-minded man and not a cheap boss as you think. Now, go put on the clothes I left on top of the bed" He raised his voice at her but she was unfazed by his harsh voice. She walked slowly toward him with every word he said.

"Are you deaf, Miss Moore?!"...

She didn't answer. When she reached him, it was as though his feet were nailed to the floor. She held onto his neck and pulled his face to hers. Their lips were near each other but she did not kiss him yet, she only gazed upon his handsome face.

A small part of him was anticipating her kiss but the logical part wanted to push her away.

"You are afraid to kiss me, Mr. Sinclair"....She stated confidently.

"Why would-"

"Ssshhhh... Hush, Mr. Sinclair. Prove that you're not afraid and kiss me".

"Miss Moore, I don't need to prove anything to you, now stop-"

Before he could get the words out of his mouth, she kissed him.

Her lips were like cherry, soft yet firm. She bit his lips to give him a bittersweet experience, her tongue played with his as it sensually moved in his mouth. The feeling was heaven for him despite having kissed so many girls before. Just then, she moaned in his mouth, that was the straw that broke the camel's back. He deepened the kiss and she wrapped her arms around his neck to draw him closer.

She ended the kiss abruptly, leaving him wanting more. "Mr. Sinclair, meet me in the bedroom"

She turned back towards the stairs and walked seductively away from him. Giving him a clear view of her round butt.

His senses were going haywire. He knew he needed to resist but his body already had a mind of its own and the bulge in his pants was proof. He was never one to be seduced by a woman but there was something about her that night, she was bold and daring unlike the Miss Moore he sees at the office and it turned him on the more. Before logic could set in, his legs carried him up to his room where he found her lying on his bed.

She smiled at the sight of him.

"I thought you wouldn't come Mr. Sinclair". She teased.

He walked up to his seductress as she got down from the bed. "Miss Moore, this better be the last time”