Love is a name, s*x is a game
1003 Words
RUBY
I moved back from Damien, swallowing the lump that formed in my throat. It felt hot in here and I needed to leave.
He was shamelessly talking about s*x and making it look like I was some desperate girl who was desperate to sleep with him.
Thankfully the elevator opened and I quickly got out of it. Damien chuckled behind me.
"My presence must affect you that much for you to run out of the elevator that fast. Do you even know your way to my office?" He was now standing behind me, towering over my small frame and I adjusted from him.
"Follow me," Damien said, walking ahead of me and I take long strides to catch up with him.
"Welcome sir," a young man seated in front of a desk greeted and I took him as the secretary.
"Sir," Damien raised his hands, signaling that the man kept whatever he had to himself. "Tell me that later and make sure I am not disturbed," Damien tells the man and I furrowed my brows in confusion.
Why was he asking to not be disturbed? It wasn't as if we were going in there to have a serious conversation when all I wanted was my phone and that's it.
"Excuse you," I said behind Damien, entering his office before he closed the door.
Immediately he came into me and I hiccuped. "We are finally here Ruby. Shall we get down to business?" He curled his lips to the side and I stared at him frantically.
I coughed. "Business? What business are you talking about? I only came here to get my phone and that's it," I tell him, attempting to walk away but he blocked my path.
"This is not funny you know? What do you want from me!" I complained, not liking that he was obstructing me and then making me feel hot at the same time.
"You," he said and I coughed again.
"Me? Why would you want me? Do I look like a toy you can buy and have?" I scoffed.
A lopsided grin formed on his face.
"Well because I want you. I want you and is that too hard to understand?" He asked and I shook my head in disbelief.
"Listen and listen carefully Damien," I pointed my Index finger at him with a scowl on my face.
"Because we had s*x or rather f****d last night doesn't mean you can f**k me again. I was drunk and what happened between us happened so stop trying to f**k me or get me to agree to f**k you again. If you want someone to f**k, you can go and find them but I won't f**k you and that's it," I said firmly, pressing my lip in a thin line.
An amusing smirk formed on his face that I felt the urge to slap off.
"Wow! You calling the word f**k all the while you spoke turned me on. Goodness, I have never been turned on this easily Ruby Jane," he said in a suave husky tone.
"That's your problem," I told him, finally walking away from him.
"How is that my problem when you are the cause of it, Ruby Jane? Take a look at my pants. They are f*****g tight because the man between my legs is struggling to calm the f**k down," he said, coming closer to me again and I walked away.
"Give me my phone Damien and let me get out of here," I said sternly, wanting to leave this place at this moment.
I do not know if I could call it s****l frustration but I was angry. I hated that Damien's presence affected me and I hated that I felt a pool of heat in my core.
It wasn't as if he was touching me yet but his voice had much effect on me.
I was going crazy as this wasn't how I was and I never found men like Damien attractive at all so why was he affecting me so much.
Stand your ground, Ruby Jane. Stand your ground! I said mentally to myself.
"I will give you your phone Ruby Jane," he said and I stretched my hands out for him to put my phone on my palm.
Damien walked away to his desk and took my phone on it. He waved it for me to see. "Come have it," he said to me and I knew he had something on his sleeve so I didn't move an inch.
I have been feeling hot from the elevator and getting closer to him meant danger and so I refuse to get closer.
"I see you do not want your phone. Okay then," he said, shoving it into his pants and walking to sit on his desk.
"Give me my phone Damien," I growled, walking toward him to get it.
"I love the sound of my name from your mouth. f**k!" He ran his finger through his hair.
"I would love to hear you call my name when I go deep inside you again. Just imagine..." I cut him off no longer wanting to hear him speak.
"Shut it!" I chided.
Damien got up from where he was seated, towering over my small frame.
"I will give you your phone Ruby Jane," he said.
"Then give it to me," I demanded.
"Definitely. I will give it to you after all it is your phone," he nodded his head.
Damien curled his index finger under my chin, lifting them so that our eyes would meet.
I swallowed the invisible lump that formed in my throat while staring into his eyes.
"Love is a name, s*x is a game, let's forget the name and play the game," Damien said to me.
"What do you mean?" I asked him frantically.
He moved closer to me and my breath hitched. He leaned forward and whispered in my ears.
"Let's be friends with benefit," he said and I felt a jolt of electricity run down my spine.
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