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“Oh no, you’re going to watch every bit of this.”Ricky turned her forcefully back towards the smirking woman on the bed and made her kneel right next to the mattress.

“Hey baby, why don’t we give her a first-class showing?”

The other woman laughed wickedly as she laid proudly in the bed that Xolani had bought and paid for.

“Keep your fucking eyes open!”

None of this made any sense.She didn’t need the complication of a man in her life.Not now and not ever.The one thing she didn’t understand waswhy nowand why this particular man.Yes, he was handsome and what one would consider sexy.But Ricky had been those things too and turned out to be Evil Incarnate.

Why was she dreaming about a man she’d seen only a handful of times in the past month?The one she dreamed about daily.It was beyond ridiculous.Most especially when she thought she hated a man’s touch.

Ricky had been her nightmare, but this new man was a dream.

She felt herself drifting along with each breath from her subject.Setting her pen and pad in her lap, she took a deep breath.Letting it out slowly while counting to ten, she waited.When that didn’t work to give her a slight reprieve from tiredness there was only one thing left to do.Coffee laced with a double shot of espresso.

She hastily reached over, grabbed her cup and took a sip.She had to stay awake.Fortunately for her, coffee or some kind of caffeine did the trick.She took another sip then set it back down.The pleasant flavor of her favorite chicory coffee slid down her throat and she purred in pleasure.God, nothing had ever felt so good.

Well, that’s a lie.Sex feels good.Sex feels really good.At least when she pleasured herself.

She shook her head.Now was not the time or the place to be thinking like this.God, she did not know what was wrong with her.She had sex on the brain lately.She covered her mouth, so the small laugh was muffled and she wouldn’t disturb her client.She had no hope of having any sexy times any time soon.Men had been off limits for a while.

Because you want one particular man.Dima Valdez.Or D as he liked to be called.

Ugh.She stood up, quickly knocking her pad and pen on the floor.She swiftly glanced at Carlo.He still remained asleep.With another shake of her head, she bent down to grab the pen and the pad.Then she moved over to her desk.She’d give him a little bit more time to rest before she woke him.He had been coming in every two weeks, so she could observe him.

Setting the pad and pen down, she opened Mr.Menendez’s folder to read it.Once more she felt her eyes getting a bit heavy.“No.No.No.Not now,” she whispered as she felt herself going under.God, not now!

Xolani.

Hearing her name whispered, she opened her eyes.She still sat in her office, yet it didn’t look like her office.She frowned as she stood from the desk.The scraping of her chair caught her attention, so she looked down at it, but it remained in the same position.Her head felt foggy and with a groan she settled back down in the chair.

What is happening?

She had to be going crazy, seeing things and hearing things.Closing her eyes, she opened them again and shook her head.She wasn’t getting enough sleep, that had to be why.Then she heard it again, the low whisper that held her in its thrall, “Xolani.”

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Dirge

Lust’s passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.– Marquis de Sade

“Fall asleep,” he whispered.“Please just fall asleep.”

Dirge watched as Xolani fell under his spell and slipped into a light sleep.He wouldn’t keep her under long, but he just needed to see her if only for a moment.To feel her.To gather her energy as his own.He stood in the shadows of her office just off to the side, watching her dark eyes close.He should feel bad.What was happening was all because she continued to conjure images of him.He had no choice but to appear.

Once he knew she had fallen asleep, he moved as close as possible and sat the gilded card on her desk.On the front of the card was the princess on several mattresses looking disgruntled from lack of sleep.On the back of the card was the number to, ‘Club Fantasy where Once Upon a Dream Fantasies came true.’

I am here, lovely one.He could speak aloud but he preferred to talk to her subconscious mind, where he knew she would be more honest.She wanted him.She just fought it more when she was awake.He smiled as he heard the soft sigh escape her plump lips.Lips he wanted to bite, lick, and kiss.

She mumbled something unintelligible and turned her head to the side.

What’s that Xo?he whispered to her in her mind.

“Dima...”She said it ever so softly, but he heard her.“Please.”

She wanted him.Perhaps it was only the human side of him, but she wanted him just the same.Dima Valdez.Not anyone else, but him.He felt a bit of warmness pass through his body and had to wonder for a moment what that was.No.He’d think about it later.Much later.This was the time to enjoy her and not get emotional.

Xolani gave a soft moan.