He chuckles. “Now that's an invitation if ever I heard one. I definitely need,” he says, putting extra emphasis on that word, which sounds so freakin’ dirty. “I need you in my bed, under me screaming my name, beautiful. Can that be arranged?”
Jess gasps behind me and then her shoes clip against the floor as she scuttles off. I still haven't responded,so Dima closes in. “You’ve walked into the gates of hell, beautiful and got the attention of the devil. I will have you and you will beg me for more, pet,” he whispers before pulling away and striding towards the exit.
Holy shit, my mind is glitching. All I can picture is being trapped under that powerful body and being taken brutally over and over again.I groan. This is confusing and I'm scared as shit too. I need this job. There is hardly any work around here that I’m qualified to do, so I can't waste this opportunity. But how do I ward off the advances of the “devil”? Denial is the best course of action and I doubt he will take me by force. I can take him—I'm nobody's bitch.
Who am I trying to convince?
Finally, it’s closing time and I'm physically and mentally exhausted, but aside from the sexual pest of an owner, I actually like it here. It’s fun, the customers are respectful and the other staff members are welcoming. I don't have friends around anymore so it's nice to feel I belong.Unlike at home where I pray to God that Katie is asleep or out for the night by the time I get home. I just wanna crash before I have to do this whole thing again tomorrow.
Everyone has left now, apart from me and Jess who is going over the lock-up process with me.
“So, how was it for your first night?” Jess asks as we walk to our rides. She is parked next to me and has an Audi that looks like she just drove it off the lot, which I suppose confirms the great pay here.
“Apart from the obvious, I really enjoyed it. I can see myself fitting in here. Do you think I did ok?”
“Sweetie, I think you know you did good. It’s obvious that you've been doing this for years. The customers and staff liked you so it’s likely that you’ll be given full-time hours. I’ll let Lev know that we don't need to do a full week’s trial and he will go over the pay and your contract … providing that you want to stay after what happened.Are you sure you can deal with Dima’s attention?”
“I'm not letting that fucker control my choices. I’m my own man.”
“Is that right, beautiful?”
I freeze and look up to where Dima is standing next to my bike. I can’t tell if he is pissed or not, but he certainly isn’t smiling.Fuck.
“Jess, why don't you get home? I need to talk to Seb for a moment.”
“O-okay. See you tomorrow, Seb.” She rushes into her car and drives off.
Shit. Whatever this is that I am about to endure, I’m clearly in it on my own. We continue to stare at each other, and I decide I need to stop this behavior of his and make things clear.
“I'm sorry if that sounded rude, sir, but I have to be honest, I am not comfortable with how you have behaved with me tonight and if I'm to remain working here, I need you to understand that I am a straight, taken man who isn’t interested. I’m flattered, but the answer is no.” Take that you prick.
Why does all of that feel like a lie? Maybe because all of the happy times and sexual attraction has left my relationship with Katie and I’m desperate for anyone to show me attention. I'm not used to this level of bluntness so my subconscious must be overreacting.
“You know, I hear the word no, but your body and eyes are saying something different. For example…I know that if I come closer to you, your breathing will pick up.”
He takes a step closer.
“I know if I put my nose to your neck, I will feel your pulse begin to gallop like a racehorse.” Another step. “I know that my voice and my attention makes you hard.” He steps forward again and his face is right in mine. If I lean forward, just slightly, our lips would touch, but I refuse to budge. “I know that if I touch your cock, it'll be hard for me right now.”
He grabs my dick through my trousers, roughly. I manage to hold in my groan then step back too fast, nearly losing my balance. He is right, my dick is hard, but I choose to ignore that.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” I say with a low hiss.
He smiles wide. “You are making this too much fun, beautiful. I can’t wait to break you apart. It will be the most stunning sight and I will enjoy and remember every second. You may go home now, beautiful.”
God, he is arrogant and bossy, but I can't move my feet because the way he speaks to me makes part of me want to melt into him. I shake my head giving him as much hate in my stare as I can manage. I walk over and straddle my bike. Just as I'm about to put my helmet on, there’s a low moan.
“Hmmm, that's right, beautiful. Fuck you look good on that bike. Good to know you know how to ride powerful things. It will come in handy.”
He winks and then walks away, blending into the dark shadows of the streets.
He keeps knocking me off balance with that sultry voice of his. I’m annoyed that he has now turned my bike into an innuendo that I do not want to think about. Nope. I won’t think about riding his dick.Where the fuck are all these thoughts coming from? I’ve never taken anything up the ass and here I am fantasizing like a Grade A gay porn star who rides cock for a living.
I manage to put my helmet on despite shaking with fury, and ride home.Riding clears my mind. It frees me. If I could just live a life of riding my bike day after day, place to place, I'd be the happiest guy ever.
I walk into my apartment intent on collapsing.Tonight was challenging, but I’ve done it and can pay the bills and buy food. I can’t wait to get out of this shithole.Sooner hopefully rather than later.
I open my bedroom door and to my relief, Katie isn’t home, probably staying at her friend's house again or drunk in a ditch somewhere. Hopefully, it’s the latter, as then my problems would be solved. I know it's a dickish thought but it's true.She needs to grow up and start taking responsibility instead of acting like a twenty-year-old college student.To be honest, I have wondered for a while if she is fucking around with other guys. We don't have sex anymore and when we tried, I couldn't get into it.I used to love sex, but it feels like too much effort these days.
