This is a steamier chapter with explicit scenes. Be warned. As a fan of Jared Leto, I found his video Hurricane to be a huge inspiration for this story. Check it out on you tube if you haven't already seen it! It's brilliant! Also, I wanted to add that I purposely made Angela's past sexual experiences with Jordan to be mediocre at best for a reason. First off, they were both kids and secondly it leaves much room for Jordan to have improved greatly in this department. Happy Reading!
Angela was distracted the entire next day at work. Her mind was on that club. Was she really going to go there and see Jordan? What had he expected to happen? She felt anxious all over again. It reminded her of when she had lost her virginity to him. He had been hinting at it for days and she kept telling herself that it wasn't a big deal. Hell, she felt like the last virgin at the high school. She had heard that even Brian had finally done the deed and that was saying something. When it actually happened, it was nothing to sing praises about. It was in the back of his car, and it hurt. She remembered the pain more than anything. Sex after that with him would be like one would imagine sex to be like between two teenagers. It was over quickly, and foreplay was nonexistent, but this was Jordan. She was actually having sex with him and not having anyone else to compare him to. She thought that was how sex was for everyone.
When she had finally had sex with someone beside him it was still just blah. It wasn't until she had a one-night stand with some guy that she met at a bar years later that she had her first orgasm. That was life-changing.
The fact that Jordan had a sex club excited her. Maybe he had learned a thing or two over the years. She laughed to herself at how ridiculous she sounded. To be honest she would take mediocre sex with Jordan over no sex at all. A knock on her door snapped her out of her thoughts as the receptionist Alex walked in.
"Oh wow, date night?" She looked at Angela with wide eyes.
"What? No. I just." She began to panic. Of course, her coworkers would notice that she wasn't in her typical dress pants and blouse. Angela decided on a calf-length black pencil skirt with a black and grey blouse that tied around her waist with a small black bow in the back. She finished off the outfit with a pair of black sandal heels that clasped around her ankle.
"Oh, I just never saw you get dressed up for work like this." Alex looked her over suspiciously. "You look hot."
Angela looked back down at her desk. Suddenly she felt self-conscious. This was a bad idea, a very bad idea.
"Anyway, I just want to let you know that I finished off the editing of the article. It's really good. I mean the things he talked about. Damn, I want to go to that club now." She laughed.
"Trust me the club is overrated." Angela tried to act nonchalant.
"Listen just because you are in love doesn't mean the rest of us single women wouldn't mind a spanking from that gorgeous man," Alex smirked.
"I have to get back to this new article." Angela refused to look up.
"Alright, you're no fun." Alex laughed as she left the office and Angela sighed heavily.
By the time her shift was over she found herself sitting in the parking lot of Time Out. She had thought of all the reasons why she shouldn't go there but then she thought about Jordan and all the reasons she wanted to be there. He wasn't that young kid anymore that she obsessed over, now he was a grown incredibly sexy man that she was obsessing over. She had texted Pierce and lied that she was going to be working late again.
She honestly had no idea what she was getting herself into. Could she really just cheat on Pierce? He hadn't done anything to deserve any of this. Her mind began to race. She turned her car back on and drove off. Who was she kidding, she couldn't do this.
Angela had a restless sleep. Her dreams filled with him.
A knock on her door snapped her out of her thoughts as she looked up and Alex stood there with a nervous look on her face.
"Hey um. There is someone here to see you?"
"Ok? Who?" He came into view as he walked next to Alex. Her eyes got wide.
"Hello, Angela. I was hoping to have a moment of your time." Jordan walked into her office. He looked ridiculously hot in a white button-down shirt and black pants.
She stood quick as her heart raced. "I will just leave you to it then." Alex raised an eyebrow as she looked between them. He stepped into her office more and Angela forced a smile at Alex. She quickly closed the door and inhaled deeply.
"Um, what are you doing here?" She turned to face him, and his hand wrapped around the back of her neck as he walked her backward until her back hit the wall. The move alone nearly made her cum.
"You never came by the club last night." His voice was low and deep. His body was literally pressing into hers as he kept his hand on the back of her neck. "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, this once." He leaned into her ear and whispered. "Don't defy me again." She couldn't even speak as she looked at him. "This is a one-time deal. After this, you have to earn your pleasure." He said low as he moved over to her quickly. He pushed himself into her and used his knee to separate her legs. His hand moved roughly up her skirt. Pushing her panties aside as he leaned his mouth into her ear. He pushed a long thick finger inside of her. His other hand covered her mouth. "You're soaking wet." He groaned as she stifled a moan. He pushed another finger inside of her. "How bad do you want my cock filling you." He bit against her earlobe, and she moaned against his hand.
He slipped his finger from her before she could cum, and she gasped in shock. He sucked against his fingers and groaned. "My turn." He quickly unbuttoned his pants and freed his enormous, pierced erection and she gulped. She couldn't even think as she stared at him. Her body was shaking. "On your knees." He breathed heavily as he stroked his cock, and the sight was so incredibly erotic that she nearly came from watching him. "Don't make me say it again, Red." He pushed on her shoulders and her eyes got wide as she did as she was told. He had a different piercing. This one was a barbell. "Open your mouth." He rasped low as she looked up at him. "Do it." He demanded as his hand went into her hair. Her mouth opened and he pushed his cock in as he groaned deep. "Fuck." He put one hand on the wall behind her to support himself. She sucked and licked against his length. She could barely fit him in her mouth, but he didn't seem to care as he groaned deep. "Enough." He said low but she kept sucking against him. "No." He pulled back as he popped out of her mouth. She was shaking now as she looked at him. Her body was on absolute fire and she still hadn't cum yet. "Come on. Get up. We're leaving." He fixed his pants as she looked at him confused.
"What? I don't even know what I am doing right now." She croaked out. He helped her up as she stood on shaky legs.
The sound of her alarm blaring startled her awake. She sat up and took a few deep breaths. She was covered in sweat not to mention she was pretty sure she had an orgasm. Could women have wet dreams?!
Angela threw herself into her work. She forced images of him out of her mind. She glanced at her phone. She contemplated calling him. She sighed as she laid her head down on her desk.
She was inside his office and he had a devilish grin on his face. Her heart raced as she sat in the overly large leather chair.
"I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to do." He leaned over her and roughly spread her legs as she gasped. His hand went between them as his mouth hovered over her ear. "Your panties don't lie Red, even if you don't want to admit it to yourself." He brushed his fingers over the wet cloth, and she sucked in a deep breath. "You want this as much as I do." He removed his hand just as quickly. "I promise by the time you leave here today; you will know exactly what real pleasure is."
"We have an hour before anyone shows up so unless you want a show?" He smirked at her and then he began to unbutton his shirt as he tossed his coat on a nearby table. She stood there fidgeting with her hands. "Let's talk boundaries and then let's see how responsive you are." She had no idea what any of this meant. "We're going to take this slow." He groaned and then adjusted his obvious erection in his pants. She watched him as she swallowed hard. "Does it excite you to know how hard you make me?"
"Yes." She bit her bottom lip as he rubbed the outside of his pants.
"So, then you would want to do anything you can to continue to make me happy?"
"Yes." Her voice was all breathy and low. She barely recognized herself.
He groaned and grabbed his erection through his pants. "Fuck." He moved towards her as he began to unbutton his pants. "I'm going to have to break one of my own rules."
"Your what?" She gasped as he pulled her up and turned her around so that she was facing his desk. He pushed on her back as her hands went to his desk and her ass was up in the air. She gasped as he yanked up her skirt and tore her wet panties off her body. She heard a condom wrapper being ripped open and then he was grabbing hold of her hips. She went to say something, and he thrust his entire cock into her, hard and deep as she let out a small cry at the large intrusion.
"Oh fuck. You are so fucking tight. I forgot how much I missed your pussy." He leaned over her and pulled her head up by her hair as she gasped. He kissed her roughly. His mouth used a bruising force as he thrust into her harder and harder. She cried out in pleasure as she came. Her legs shaking uncontrollably. "That's it, cum all over my cock. Fuck." He grunted and then suddenly he pulled out of her, and the emptiness made her gasp as moans left her mouth. He turned her around quickly and pulled the condom off his cock. He pushed her to her knees as he invaded her mouth. She choked against his size as he fucked her face. "Fuck I'm gonna cum." He held her head in place. He grunted deeply as he came down her throat. She coughed as her eyes watered and then he was pulling her up and kissing her hard. She was gasping for air when he pulled back. Both panting as he ran his thumb over her lip. "Well, I guess it was best to get that out of our system, so we won't be distracted."
A knock on her office door made her head shoot up as Alex walked in. "Were you sleeping?"
Angela's face felt wet, and she wiped the drool from her chin. "Shit. I must have dozed off." Her heart raced at the crazy dream she had.
"Should I be worried?" Alex asked with concern.
"No. I just um didn't sleep well last night." At least she wasn't lying. She hadn't slept well for days. Between the dreams and hallucinations, it was wreaking havoc on her body.
"I'm hungry. Come get lunch with me?" Alex whined dramatically.
"Sure. I could use a break."
"Are you ok? You look a little out of it?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just been staring at this computer screen for hours."
"Ugh. I know. The political articles are the worst."
Angela and Alex went to a sandwich bistro next to their building.
"So did I tell you that I went out with Scott from accounting?" Alex smirked.
"Really? He doesn't seem like your type?" Angela was surprised. Alex was much more outgoing than quiet Scott. Angela maybe had two conversations with him the entire time she worked at the paper.
"I know right? It's the quiet ones you need to look out for."
"Did you sleep with him?"
"Well, I will say this. He isn't only great at numbers." Alex laughed.
"Oh my god!" Angela was in shock as she laughed.
"Oh, come on like you haven't had a one-night stand with someone you worked with?"
"I try not to mix business with pleasure."
"Oh, whatever." Alex laughed and then her eyes got wide. Angela turned and watched as Jordan walked in.
"Holy shit. That's the guy. The sex dungeon guy! He is coming over here." Alex gasped in shock.
Angela quickly looked down at her plate. Her heart was racing.
"Good afternoon, ladies. I see this is the popular place to be." His voice was deep, raspy, and incredibly sexy. "Alex, right?" He held his hand out to her.
"Yeah. Jordan, right?" Alex flirted with him, and Angela fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"Those sandwiches look delicious, and I am starving." He looked at Angela and licked his lips.
"They are the best in town. You should join us for lunch." Alex interjected as Angela looked up now and her eyes got wide.
Jordan looked between them and smiled. "I think I will. Let me go order my sandwich." He excused himself and walked up to the counter.
"Oh my god. He is so freaking hot."
"You shouldn't have asked him to sit here. It's not good for the paper." Angela swallowed hard.
"How? You wrote a freaking article on him and his sex dungeon."
"Oh my god keep your voice down." Angela flushed a deep red.
"Oh, he can't hear us," Alex smirked and then he looked at them and she waved all flirty-like towards him. "I am totally going to fuck him."
Angela began to choke on her food. "What?"
"You heard me, girl. That dick is mine."
"You should be careful. You know the kind of place he runs." Angela felt jealousy begin to race through her. She was sure that if given the opportunity that he would gladly fuck Alex or anyone else.
"It makes me want to fuck him more."
"Can you stop saying that?" Angela flushed more.
"Listen no offense but just because you are a saint doesn't mean the rest of us aren't enjoying our hoe years."
"I'm not a saint!"
"I feel like I am missing a very interesting conversation," Jordan smirked as he walked back over. He sat right next to Angela, and she swallowed hard. His leg was touching hers. He looked and smelt amazing as always. He was wearing a long sleeve-fitted blue t-shirt and faded jeans. It was like he didn't even have to try to look hot, it just happened. Suits, t-shirts, jeans, and shorts. He looked amazing in them all.
"We were just talking about your club." Alex grinned.
"You were?" He looked between them. His hand rest on his leg but two of his fingers were resting on Angela's leg. She refused to look at him.
"Work-related stuff," Angela interjected as she moved her leg a bit, but his hand moved with her. Now his entire hand was on her thigh. The temperature in the space spiked ridiculously high. Thankfully, the table was wood, and no one could see it.
"I think your club is fascinating." Alex smiled.
"Well, you are welcome to stop by anytime." He stared at Alex but squeezed Angela's thigh and she nearly died.
Alex was gushing like a schoolgirl but then her phone began to ring. She sighed as she looked at it. She excused herself as she answered the call.
"You never came by last night." He looked disappointed and she swallowed hard.
"Is that why you are here?"
"I was in the neighborhood." He smirked. "Why didn't you come?"
"I got held up." She could barely concentrate not only did she have her dreams racing through her mind, but his hand was still on her thigh.
"You don't need to lie to me, Red. If you don't want to come by you can just say it." He cocked his head to the side and before she could answer he leaned into her ear. "I can't stop thinking about you."
His words caught her off guard and she swallowed hard.
"Don't you want to see me?" She could feel his warm breath on her neck. "Just five minutes that's all I want."
"Ok." She tilted her head to look at him and his mouth was so close to hers. She wanted to kiss him. Hell, she wanted to rip his clothes off and let him fuck her right there on that table.
"Meet me in the alleyway." He stood up and then left as Alex came walking back over.
"Oh man, he's leaving?" The disappointment on her face was real.
"Yeah, he had work stuff." Angela tried to be nonchalant.
"Well, that sucks." Alex sighed.
"I'm going to use the bathroom. I will be right back." Angela excused herself and made her way toward the bathroom. Her heart was racing. She looked around anxiously and then went out the back exit. She turned for the alley and he was leaning against the brick building. For a moment she just watched him stand there with his eyes closed as he leaned his head back but then he turned his head and looked right at her. She slowly walked over, and he met her halfway.
"I only have a few moments." She began to say but before she could get all the words out, he was backing her into the wall as his mouth collided seductively against hers. The kiss took her breath away. He kissed even better than she remembered. Her hands went into his long hair as he pressed his hard length against her. His erection was apparent and then he was pulling back as he leaned his forehead on hers.
"Fuck. I have been wanting to do that since you denied me in Pennsylvania."
She was breathless as she stood there. His eyes opened and he moved his head back as he stared intensely into hers.
"I have a boyfriend." She blurted out and a smile curved his lips.
"I noticed. I need to see you."
"I can't do this. It isn't right." She swallowed hard.
"I'm not asking you to leave him. I am asking you to come see me."
"But it's wrong." She whispered.
"No, we have unfinished business. I've known you longer."
"It doesn't really work like that." Her voice squeaked out.
"Are you saying you don't want me, Angela?" The fact that he actually used her name was such a turn-on that she nearly came right then and there. He leaned into her again and put his mouth by her ear. "Don't make me beg."