Chase
Breaking into her room through the window, invading into her makeup room, cornering her in the car park, the elevator. It has all been fun. It's fun confusing her when I kiss her. It's fun to see that she's finally getting as frustrated as I was all these years with her presence.
Kissing her, having her grind against me helplessly and leaving her sexually frustrated. It was all fun. She had decided to move out of Luka's house and had already found a house to move into.
What she doesn't know is that I own the house she's moving in. The one next to her was also mine and I had also done my moving. It was the best gift I could come up with for her in terms of her housewarming gift.
She might even throw a party tomorrow. A little lunch with Luka considering she doesn't actually have friends. I just couldn't wait to make my entrance.
Today I was going to give her a break and not see her. So practically fuck my own mind up. But Lord she's just gotten stubborn day by day. It's hard to believe someone so sexually deprived would like dominance. Especially Liya.
Though I should be worrying about Luka. Going behind my own best friend's back and getting physically involved with the love of his life. I have so far understood that Liya has some sort of issue with physical touch when it comes to men. I just haven't understood what the issue is yet.
Anyways, today I had to deal with a few meetings. Some deals were sealed whilst some were broken. Businesses in NYC don't run according to me which is absurd. So I just put them into loss. My company wouldn't suffer loss considering its reputation and my skills.
However other companies work on corruption which I don't stand by. Talking or even thinking about this business was also something I didn't stand by. It never interested me, even though I was good at it. Now I gradually waited and counted down the hours and minutes to tomorrow. I couldn't wait to see my sweet Strawberry.
*the next day*
I get ready in formal attire. A cream high neck matched with brown pants. I had gone out to get a bouquet of flowers. White roses. They symbolised purity, innocence, secrecy and heavenly. Secrecy is the best thing that describes us considering we have managed to keep our little benefits situation a secret.
I drive back to my house and park my car. I had already seen Luka's car which meant that he was already with Liya. I walked over and to my new neighbours house with a light smile.
"Welcome to the neighbourhood!" I greeted making quite an entrance since the door was open.
Liya stood there with a bouquet of red roses. Both Luka and her turn to me to hear my voice. My eyes circle around Liya who is dressed in a cute white casual-formalish dress. Her girls are perfectly defined and the dress only falls halfway down her thighs.
It was silk which made it even better because I loved silk on women. She wore her classical red lipstick and even did some light makeup. Damn, all for Luka. I'm jealous Liya, what about me? I eye my thought to her.
"Chase, how come you're here?" Luka asked.
"I told you about moving out. My house is next door and saw that a neighbour was moving in so I thought might give them a warm welcome," I lied handing the bouquet over to Liya.
Her eyes lightened at the flowers as she placed Luka's bouquet on her couch. Taking the white roses to her nose, she inhaled and looked gorgeous doing so. Like she had never known white roses could be as elegant and swooning.
"But it's just Liya. I wasn't aware she was moving here," I lied again knowing damn well I had connections that told me.
"Well at least I'll be less worried about her now. This house is half an hour away from mine," Luka stressed.
He could nearly have a heart attack at Liya moving away and out of his house. But little does he know that she's secretly involved with me behind his back. I doubt that she's told him and she never will.
She's only going to try escape me but she can't. She can never escape me now, I won't let her. Liya was still adoring the flowers. She loved flowers, a lot. She could easily get mesmerised in flowers and go unnoticed of her surroundings and that was just so pure.
"Liya, darling are we going to have any food?" Luka broke her mesmerisation with a little flirty comment.
"Of course, darling," Liya exaggerated on the darling part making me slightly jealous.
She placed my bouquet next to Luka's and took us to her dining area which she had set beautifully. She had set her entire house by herself. It was so luxurious. Golden accessories, even a chandelier matched with red. Her casual theme, red and gold but it was stunning. It suited her.
Liya is royalty and I hate to say this but me and Luka both bow down to her. She has also made lunch by herself. I knew she could cook and she's an excellent cook. I'd have meals at Luka's house overtime, and she'd cook sometimes because Luka just couldn't get enough of the taste that was in her hands. Everything about her was addicting, I don't blame him.
She had made cheese and spinach pastries with a dip that looked amazing. Me and Luka had both rushed to the food and competed. I hadn't realised that Liya just quietly watched us and our bromance during it because why would she expect me not to flirt with my best friend who by the grace of God is a fine, hot man. And if someone doesn't flirt with their best friend then are they really your best friend?
"That was so good," I growled leaning back on the chair like my stomach was about to explode.
"I don't think I can ever get over the taste in your hands. Let me kiss these pretty hands," Luka reached forwards but Liya rejected.
My eyes ignored that so that they wouldn't feel awkward about this whole thing but then I thought to myself, why doesn't she let Luka touch her? Is she still afraid of him after what happened when he was drunk? Has she not forgiven him properly yet? Luka gets up to wash his hands whilst Liya sits there silent.
"Thought getting out of Luka's house was getting away from me?" I spoke with a little chuckle.
She nodded no in silence. She wasn't speaking today which was weird. Luka came back with a rose he pulled out from the bouquet he gave her. He sat down beside her and slowly slid the stem behind her ear. Why does she always get prettier and never just decent? The rose complimented the blush on her cheek which Luka had caused.
"You look pretty," he mesmerisingly stares at her.
"Thankyou," Liya humbly responds.
She gets up to head to my side, to grab my dishes when she stumbles over her chair and falls on me. One hand pressed against my cock and the other against my neck for support.
The sight of her girls in front of my eyes harden me instantly because I wanted to hold them in my hand and play with them. I had only kissed her and felt her but not dived deep into her. As for tonight, I think I might just do that.
"I'm so sorry," Liya apologised, leaning off me.
"Are you okay Liya?" Luka instantly panicked, getting up from his chair and coming over to check up on her.
"Yes, yes. I am fine Luka," she bawls her eyes, not giving an unpleasant response to his care.
Luka comes over to pick the dishes off the table instead and bosses Liya to take a seat. Luka would become slaved to her by his will and have her sit on a throne as if she's fucking Queen Elizabeth. But she isn't.
However, I intend to make her sit on a throne, my face. Except she'll be crying, screaming, moaning and whimpering on this throne as her cum drips all over my mouth and I take every single drop of it. Oh God, the thought of it is making me hard and bulge in sensitive pain. It was getting late so Luka had dragged me out of the house with him.
"So, what bar are you going to be at tonight?" he asked to prepare himself for the pick and take care service he has specially opened for me.
"I think I'll drink at home today," I nodded.
"Thank you, Lord. Thank you for sparing me this night of peace," he dramatically taunts to which I lightly punch him in the arm.
Now, I had business to get to and I just couldn't wait for Luka to leave. Once he did, I head back into my house.Everything was set up by house designers but my room. I had set my own room myself. had it painted green with red accessories.
Antique vases and a sculpture of a snake beside my dressing table. It was stunning. I was sure Liya had locked her doors knowing that I am her neighbour but if I have to climb up the pipe and into her room, I damn will. In this house, I had a bar with all types of alcohol I could serve myself with.
I doubt Liya would ever love this and it would piss her off. That's exactly what I want though. Walking around the bench, I pour myself some whiskey and take a few shots only to get the taste of alcohol on my tongue for her to taste tonight. Then I restlessly wait for the clock to hit midnight.
A curved smile had appeared on my face when it did. I got up and didn't even bother to check her entrance. I doubt Liya had her room on the ground floor as she loved skipping on tiles back and forth like it was some exercise.
Her house was only two story. Moving to the side of her house, I found an open window and a pipe too. My entrance into her room from now on is this pipe. What is she going to do, cut the pipe off? My shoes grip onto the pipe and I climb up it like a spider.
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