Liya
"Why does she get this shoot? She randomly decides to disappear from the agency for over a month and now is getting treated like royalty," Jenavive bickered consistently.
Her voice pecked onto my ears annoyingly. She sounded like an unwanted bird screaming early morning. Ellah was on her last straw with her as well. She looked like she could slap some papers off her desk and onto her face right this instant.
It had been a week since I was back at work. Everyone was extremely generous and kind to me but Jenavive. Some would even sit down and discuss their times with Luka. Always speaking good of him. We would often end up in tears, remembering my sweet darling.
This reminds me that Chase had never grieved Luka with me. I had taken up his time of grief anyway with my whole situation and I felt guilty. What was worse was that everything with him became very distant. There was no intimacy between us, our conversations were dull.
He was content in just seeing me roam around his house, his room, in his clothes like a lost ghost. I would often watch him smoke his cigarette and take a few drinks whilst he did his work late at night.
God, it was terrible being a rich CEO in New York City. The man can't catch a break. I was reaching home late tonight due to a shoot and had let Chase know so he didn't turn up to the agency with a fucking gun.
Once I got home, well to Chase's house because that's practically where I was living now, I found the kitchen light on. He was pouring himself a glass of wine.
Fresh out of the shower, his hair fell above his forehead messily. My eyes drooled over his sexiness, something I hadn't paid much attention to for a while.
"You're home," he smiles lightly seeing me.
"Gladly," I sighed placing my purse on the kitchen bench.
"Sounds like you've had a rough day. Let me guess, Jenavive?" he chuckles chugging the entire glass down.
"Don't even get me started," I spoke, locking eyes with him as he poured his second drink.
My eyes travelled down to his naked body. He was shirtless. The tattoo on his right arm decided to look extra hot today.
I wondered if getting intimate with him would bring my body back to normal like he had last time. Chase noticed me studying his body deeply today like I had done before.
"I think I need a drink," I looked up to his face which was already smirking like he was waiting for a chance.
"Alright," he spoke so closely to me.
Chase dips his hands under his sweatpants and pulls his cock straight out. My eyes widened but stared at his gorgeous monster widely.
He took the wine bottle and poured it all over his cock, it dripped down his sweatpants after coating his hard, thick and growing length.
"Strawberry, go stand at the entrance," he commands, and I follow.
During these few days together, the tension between us was sparked without us touching each other. He controlled it for way too long so that I wouldn't be triggered and so did I.
"Now, undress yourself. Leave yourself in your panties only," he further arched a smile at his own words.
My body unhesitant, followed his commands. Desperate to just feel him all over me. Like his touch was a part of my movements. I took my blouse and pants off myself.
His eyes drooled with hunger, seeing the sight of my naked body. Having the sight of me undressing myself for him pleased him. Unclipping my bra from the back, it fell off my body and onto the floor.
"Good girl. Now, crawl to me," he tilts his head only by a millimeter.
I should have been disgusted by his words as crawling to him would be degrading to my own body. But somehow, I was only in the mind to have his cock fill my mouth.
I was desperate to have his cum flood over my tongue and cream around my mouth with its taste. My knees dropped to the floor and I positioned myself on four legs.
His eyes grazed around my naked body, following the swaying of my breasts side to side as I started crawling towards him. His tongue slid out of his mouth and licked his bottom lip with satisfaction.
My eyes targeted his swollen and hard, light pink tip. It made a small punch of wetness glide between my thighs.
Oh God...
I hadn't even taken him and the thought of having him was driving me crazy. His fingertip traced my sharp jaw and held my head up so I was looking at him.
Opening my mouth softly around his sensitive tip, I licked it. So slowly, taking my time to make up for all the time he's kept his cock away from my mouth.
"Oh Lord of heavens, if only you could feel how much I missed having you wrap your pretty mouth around my cock like you own it," he groaned as I chapped on the tip.
A chuckle escaped out of my mouth at his words.
"Well I'm going to show you just how much my pretty mouth owns your cock," my eyes spread into almonds, like puppy ones which made him weak to the knees.
Taking all of his inches into my mouth, he hit hard against the back of my throat with each thrust. Gagging sounds filled and echoed in his kitchen which was like music to his ears.
"Yes, Liya. Right there. Take all of it," he whimpered, pacing the speed of my mouth along his shaft.
His back arched back against the counter whilst I waited for him to finish off in it.
Chase praised my pretty mouth and the way it worked perfectly around his cock. The praises started dressing my body like jewellery and he didn't stop.
"Liya," Chase shook me by the arm.
I broke out of it and into reality. My head turns to look around the kitchen. I wasn't naked. A deep breath escaped my mouth after whatever just happened. Was I hallucinating?
"Are you okay, Strawberry?" he asked handing me a glass of water.
"Yes, I was just thinking about something," I lied, turning away from him and exiting the kitchen.
That was weird. My head tilts sideways as I talk to myself, trying to give myself my own therapy as to the stunt my brain just played on me was stupid. I reached into his bathroom and took a warm shower.
Though, my mind replayed the hallucination that had just occurred a while ago. These were the side effects of my medicine. Hallucinations of Luka also occurred at times and it was saddening.
"Liya, I brought dinner for you!" Chase called from outside whilst I dressed myself.
It was getting pretty late and I didn't have work tomorrow. So I could take my sweet time eating my dinner tonight. Mira had cooked pasta. Luka's favourite rosemary and chilli pasta.
I sat down at the coffee table and started eating it whilst Chase grabbed his laptop to finish off some work. He sat beside me, still shirtless and super focused on a screen that wasn't me. Unlucky.
"Don't forget to take your meds, Strawberry," he reminded me once I drank some water to finish my meal off.
He actually gets up and hands me my medicine. I brushed my teeth and then headed back to bed with numerous thoughts in my head. Thoughts that only initiated that I wanted Chase's attention towards me so badly.
The feeling of closeness like before. Even when he hated me, I had his attention. Everything now was so minimal that it felt like I was all alone in this world. I didn't want to feel that way.
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My eyes slowly opened to the sight of Chase who sat beside me with a wide smile on his face. I nearly cringed with a fake fright to initiate how unpleasant it was seeing his face first thing in the morning when it really was gorgeous.
"Good morning, Strawberry," he cheerfully wished.
"Good morning... Chase," I greeted back with a pause because I had no romantic nickname for him that related back to the Victorian love languages of flowers.
However, I wondered if it was actually true. The whole thing he said about Strawberries meant perfection in the Victorian love language of flowers.
That would have taken so much thought. This man knows Shakespeare and now ancient love flower languages too. It was gold.
"I was on a walk this morning when I saw this," he brought a small white flower up to my sight which reminded me of the garden of roses Luka had planted for me.
My heart drops thinking that no one took care of it since I haven't been to his house for a while. Mira was here too which meant his house was all closed. It was normal weather too which meant there was no rain.
"I thought you might like it," his voice broke through my thoughts.
"That's very generous of you," I softly smiled.
"I am a very generous man," he laughed sarcastically, going to tuck the flower above my ear.
"Perfect," he concluded, plastering a wide smile whilst staring at me.
His dimples appeared so gorgeously it made my heart race. It made me nervous. God, why is he so beautiful when he smiles?
"You're so ugly it makes me want to kill you," I turn my head away from him and grab the pillow beside me, hitting it on his face.
He grabs it in his hands as I make the effort to sit up.
"And you're so pretty I'd let you kill me," Chase spoke so elegantly, knowing I had lied with every word I said.
My lips mushed together as I felt even more nervous. Mother fucker. This was the exact attention and soothing I was craving from him yesterday.
Now that I had it, I was nervous. Fuck me. There was a knock on the door which interrupted our delightful eye contact we held.
"Come in," Chase allowed.
Mira peeped through the door and stood straight.
"Sir, ma'am Sarah is here to see you," she informed.
Sarah? My eyes winced at the name of this woman who was here to see Chase.
"I'll be down in a bit," Chase instructed.
Mira left the room. Chase got up from beside me and headed into his closet.
"I must have forgotten to tell you, she's a long-known client of my company's. I have an all-day meeting with her today so I'll be in the office," he informed grabbing a change of suitable clothes for himself.
"Okay," I muttered hesitantly, annoyed that he was going to spend the whole day with another woman.
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