The Alpha King's Obsession

Chapter Five

Esme's POV

His fingers began to rub circles over my needy bundle, I opened my mouth when his tongue swept over my lips. His tongue began a battle with mine as he and I kissed. I felt his hand grip my thigh and lift it up on his hip, only for me to wrap it around his waist and bring him closer to me. I could feel his hardness on my inner thigh when he got closer.

I pulled away from him and looked down at where his hand was, I felt him press a finger at my entrance as his thumb began working on my clit again. The shock of pleasure I got every time he circled it made my hips roll against him.

"Don't make me beg! I know you want to." He mumbled against my lips then moved them along my jaw and then to my neck.

"This isn't appropriate!" I managed to say, but he didn't remove himself from my body. One of his fingers dipped inside me and my knees nearly gave away.

"Esme?" Mr Russo nipped at my earlobe. I could only nod at him. He pulled away and I moaned and then wimpered when he removed his hands and body from mine.

Just as I was starting to enjoy it, he took it away.

"Come to dinner with me!" He asked with no care that I was his employee, like he didn't see me for being one who works under him.

Oh, I would really enjoy being under him right now.

I shook the thoughts away and looked back at him. His jaw clenched as he stared back at me. The deep breaths he would take in made the muscles in his arms flex, making his shirt look tighter than it actually was.

His alluring green orbs made my own breathing quicken. I stepped closer to him and smiled as sweetly as I could. "I'm sorry, but as much as I want to, I shouldn't."

He looked away from me. He grumbled something then looked back at me. "You will change your mind with time..." He stepped closer and yanked me to his hard chest. "..and some s****l tension!" He whispered seductively, then kissed my lips aggressively.

When he pulled back, I was breathless. He patted my hip then let me go and went back to the buttons and released the brake on the elevator, allowing it to continue its way down to the lobby.

After a few more minutes, we were finally down in the lobby. I held my handbag tightly as I scurried out and away of the front lobby. I hailed a cab when I got outside. When he parked, I got in and told him the address to my apartment.

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I closed the trunk of my car and grabbed the few things from the ground that could go up front. Once in my car, I sighed and pulled up the maps of the area. I needed a cheap but not horrible motel.

After locating one close by my workplace, I pulled up the address and began making my way there.

I made sure to stop and grab some alcohol.

I grabbed the contraceptives earlier before I got home. I had the cab driver stop by the pharmacy before I got to the apartment so I could get them.

I also grabbed some junk food and fuzzy drinks. I was hoping I could find somewhere to rent so that my money didn't dry up so fast because I was still a week off from getting my pay check, but this is New York. That's not gonna happen.

Pulling into the motel parking lot, I found a spot close to the front. I grabbed my wallet and made sure all of my things were in it. The money I withdrew earlier, my IDs and other important cards. I turned the car off before getting out and locking it. I went up to the front door and opened the door. A middle-aged African-American woman stood behind the desk with a smoke between her lips. She looked like she didn't take crap from anybody and I loved that for her.

Going over to the desk, she looked up from her phone and looked me up and down. "What will it be marshmallow?"

My face heated and a small laugh left me. "Just a room please?" I said and she rolled her eyes.

"Obviously. What size bed would you like?" She looked me up and down again. "As a bigger woman myself, I recommend the Queen!" I knew she was saying this to make me pay more for the room based on the bigger size bed. But I shook my head at her attempt with a small smile.

"Full will be alright!" She went to her computer and peaked over the rim of her glasses. "One or two beds?" She asked. I held up one finger and she went back to her computer.

A few more minutes passed before she gave me the total. After paying for a week's stay, she handed me the room key card.

When I walked back outside, I felt like I was being watched. I glanced around nervously then shook the feeling away when I saw nobody. I got into the driver's seat of my car and moved around to the area where my room was.

Once I got out, I grabbed what my hands could carry and I took it over to the door. I swiped the card and opened the door. I took everything to the bed and when I turned around to go grab my other things, the lady from the front desk was in my doorway.

I screamed before I realized who it was. I placed my hand to my racing heart while she lit another smoke, took a long drag before removing it and looking me dead in the eyes. "My room is just down the hall. I own the place if you need anything or if someone bothers you while you're here. Let me know and I'll help." She said, her voice raspy from smoking for, I'm assuming, a long time.

"Thank you ma'am!" She waved her hand at me. "Name is Athena! People here call me Mrs A or Ma! Choose whichever." I nodded my head and she glanced in the room then out at the woods behind her that was overlooking the parking lot before walking away.

Well that was...sweet, I guess.

I quickly went and grabbed everything else I needed, then locked up my car and closed the room door and locked it too.

The odd thing about this motel was it was a little off the main highway and was surrounded by woods. It was nice out here actually and wasn't surrounded by hundreds of people by the minute.

I went over and fell on the bed, my whole body tired from the lack of sleep I got the night before and the several encounters I had with my boss, Mr Xavier Russo.

As I was about to fall asleep lying there extremely exhausted, my phone went off, my eyes snapped open. I huffed before I sat up and pulled my purse to me. I pulled it from my bag and answered it without looking at the caller ID. "What!" I said, I then covered my mouth and yawned.

"Come back!!" I yanked the phone from my ear and looked at the number. It was my step-brother who called but it wasn't him on the phone.

It was Zeke!

"Esme, please come home and let's talk!" I closed my eyes and fell down on my pillow again.

"I'm tired, and stop bothering me Zeke!" I told him and yawned again. "I'll speak to you tomorrow." I hung up the phone. I then put my phone on silent once he started calling me again. I made sure I had my location turned off so nobody knew where I was, then sat back up and pulled my charger from a bag on the bed.

I sighed and plugged it into the outlet. After doing that, I pushed the bags onto the floor and fell heavily back on the bed. I looked over at the dresser where my bottles of alcohol sat. Yep, I was drinking tonight. I quickly got up and went over to the bags on the floor and I pulled out some light and comfortable clothes before getting up.

I grabbed my bottle of vodka and went into the bathroom. I turned the water on and plugged in the stopper. I went back out and grabbed my toiletry bag and went back into the bathroom. I poured some lavender bubbles into the water and smiled. I loved the scent of lavender, it always soothed me.

I stood and stripped out of my work clothes and got in the water. I felt my bones and tense muscles relax under the warm water.

After a few relaxing minutes, I picked up the bottle from the floor. This one I took from my apartment. Zeke wouldn't miss it because he didn't drink clear liquors, I did buy others but this one was already half empty, so I figured I'd finish it first.

I cursed Zeke for making me feel this way. I unscrewed the cap and tipped the bottle back, the burn of the alcohol made my senses dry up. Especially the more I drank. After about an hour, I was sitting in the bed wrapped in a towel crying while looking at photos of Zeke and I that were on my phone. I had to constantly talk myself out of unblocking his number and dialing him.