Getting Wild With The Enemy

Chapter 6.

GETTING WILD WITH THE ENEMY.

Chapter 6.

Authors pov.

Next day.

Rachel was already dressed up and ready for Will’s house.

She started at her reflection of herself in the mirror and grinned at the way her cloth hugged her body, revealing greatly the perfect hourglass shape.

She reached out for her bag which was right on the bed, before storming out.

The ride to Will’s house was not really far, Rachel got to discover from the address that Will lived on the same street as her.

She wondered why, every single thing unit them when they should be hating terribly on each other.

She pulled into the compound of Will and parked at the parking lot, before walking in.

Will had seen her from the Cctv carriage in his room, and he had just rushed down to open the door for her.

While she walked in, her heart raced rapidly at how things would go. She wondered how she would be able to breathe the same air with the person she claimed she hate.

She adjusted her cloth for the very last time, before walking in, Shutting the door behind her.

“Good day.” Rachel greeted and Will turned to respond but he was hooked at the sight he saw. His eyes crashed against her body.

He couldn’t look away. Her white blouse accentuated her curves perfectly. And her red pants showed everything that Rachel has, the curve of her hips.

He knew that he should be focusing on the present, but he can’t. Instead, he was too preoccupied at how she looked so damn good like this.

How is she supposed to keep this look forever.

Rachel noticed him staring.

“Shall we get to work? I will be returning back to the office before 1.” she snaps him out of his admiration and he looked away slowly, his tongue licking his lower lips, and it got Rachel thrilled in anticipation of how well his tongue will do, in sucking her clit, over and over again.

He stretched his hands to his study table with four single-seaters.

“Seat here, Miss Rachel, I will be back with the files.” he urges her to sit and she obeyed him.

Will hated that they had to partner, but he had no choice.

She used a little bit of time to admire his house and its view.

The walls were painted white and had intricate designs on the surface.

The furniture seemed to fit perfectly into the space between the tables, and there was some art hanging all over the walls. One particular artwork caught her attention and she found herself walking towards it.

It was an artwork of a guy and a lady, from the look of it, the lady seemed to have had so many orgasms, and the guy wish to make her orgasm even more till she is empty.

While staring at the art, her mind wandered to Will and she wondered how it would feel again to have his hand teasing her erect clit to multiple orgasms.

“Do you go around snooping into people's private life?” his voice broke through the sitting room and Rachel turned to him, she had expected his face to be hard, rather it was soft and hazel.

“If you so much see this as privacy, it shouldn't have been here in the first place.” she let out softly and Will rolled his eyes before having a clearer view of the portraits she had in her hands.

Will felt his body ghosting up as the feeling from the other day cascaded down his spine, thoughts of having her two legs on his shoulder while he f****d her tight cunt hard and rough invaded his mind.

“Should we work on the contract first, or do you also want to experience such multiple orgasms?” even tho he had this cold expression and aura Rachel knew he was being sarcastic.

Rachel gulps down nothing, her legs trembling at the seductive undertone.

She placed the portrait back and walked back to her seat, and they both proceeded in examining the wants and needs of the supreme company, so they could know the kind of design to produce, however, the two didn't seem to concentrate.

Will has been glancing at the loose button that granted him access to stare at Rachel's cleavage and the thick flesh that was pushing her cloth aside.

His mouth was watering in anticipation of tasting her again.

Her cologne captivated his nostril and he wondered how someone could smell so f*****g delicious.

He shook his head, trying to focus on their task but all he could see now was the image of Rachel having her back arched in pleasure while he sucked her clit.

Rachel twitch uncomfortably in the chair as she felt his eyes ripping her clothes off her body.

Her heart pounded in her chest, a sign that the blood had rushed south, and her n*****s hardened at the thought of Will sucking the most beautiful parts of her breasts.

Rachel wondered if he was feeling the same way she felt, her n*****s were growing erect just from having him stare at her, the thought of how he pinned her hips down to the bed, his c**k slamming into her, roughly while she moaned out his name kept playing in her head.

Their hands brushed against each other as they both tried to arrange the file that they were both examining in their own way.

Their body stiffened as sparkles traveled all through their body, causing Will’s d**k to throb, while Rachel felt her p***y throbbing shyly, waves of wetness invading her p***y.

The s****l sparkle their body generated caused Rachel’s pen to fall off, and she gulps down nothing before bending to pick it up.

Will felt his d**k throb as she bent down to pick up her pen, her ass curving out into the perfect doggy style he craved for.

Raising up, Rachel’s eyes met with the throbbing sight of Will’s d**k and she felt a small knot tightening at the abdominal level of her stomach.

She gulped down nothing and roused up fully.

Rachel tries to concentrate on the files but her mind kept wandering off to the sight of his throbbing d**k. She inhaled slightly before speaking up.

“May I use the restroom?”

Will batted his lashes softly.

“Sure, Right there.” he pointed out to a corner and Rachel stood up and walked to the restroom, swaying her ass slightly just so she doesn't cause more scene, however, Will doesn't seem to care about whatever it is she wants to prevent all she cares about is to have her legs hanged on the top of his shoulder, while he rams into her.

The moment he noticed that Rachel was already in the restroom, he brought out his already hard d**k, with veins threatening to pull out.

He held his d**k and began to stroke it slightly. The precum on the top served as a little lubricant making it wet and slippery for him.

He continued to stroke his d**k, throwing his head back in ecstasy while stroking his d**k slowly. He moaned quietly as the imagination of having Rachel’s warm mouth wrapped around his throbbing shaft.

“Unmmmm..” he moaned out slightly as he continued the act of f*****g himself

, imagining his body pressed up against hers.

The way her soft lips would gently caress the tip of his penis... the soft sighs she would emit every time she did... the sounds she’d make when she came for him.

Fuck, yes he thought. Just thinking about Rachel like this made him harder than ever. He couldn’t take it anymore. He was gonna go in there right now and f**k her senselessly.

He had to have her. It was a sin not having her naked skin under his fingers, it was a sin not being able to feel her soft breasts against his chest when he was spooning her.

It was a sin not being able to be inside of her, making love to her for hours.

His c**k jerked violently at the thought.

Fuck, f**k, f**k!

This wasn’t fair. What the hell was wrong with me, why was he feeling this way?

He wanted it all. All of it. Every last inch of her, even if it was just the slightest bit. Even if it didn’t last longer than two seconds.

Even if they just f****d a few times before they went their separate ways. He would give anything to make Rachel want him again. He would do anything.

With his d**k in his hand and Rachel’s name in his mouth, she walked out of the restroom. Her legs halted at the sight that welcomed her.

She felt the heavy moisture of wetness flowing down her thighs, but what truly caught her attention was the man standing in front of her holding the biggest hard, d**k she had ever seen.

She swallowed hard as she took in his face, his body, his eyes. His grey eyes were looking right into hers, but they looked so empty.

He looked so lonely, his eyes were calling her.

And he was so damn hot. God, how did someone get that good-looking? Her heart was hammering wildly in her chest as she saw those deep grey eyes bore into hers, making her shiver. She swallowed as she saw his expression change.

There was something different about his face, almost... sad. Did that mean he was disappointed in her or something?

Not completely disappointed, he just felt a sharp pain across his chest that Rachel has been standing there not willing to come and rescue his d**k from his own hand.

“Come take your d**k from my hand baby girl.” His voice trailed into a moan and Rachel felt her body quiver as pleasure squirmed into her.

She didn't want this, she wanted to stay far away from him, so far. But the sight in front of her is so tempting, and she really wish to know how his d**k would feel in her mouth.

She rushed over and her kneels met the ground instantly.

She stared up at him as though she was asking for permission and his hand held her hair, a light smile securing the bream of his lip.

“Do not ask, baby girl, take Daddy’s d**k, it's all yours.” he let out in a moan.

Fuck! She felt her body revamping into pleasure, as her hand held onto his d**k, kissing the head of it.

She opened her mouth widly and pushed his d**k into her mouth.

A smile adorned his lips. Rachel really did look cute taking his d**k in her mouth. She sucked at the head softly, as his other hand tangled itself into her hair, stroking them lovingly.

The softness in her face was only enhanced by her dark red lipstick, Will needed no one to tell him that red is her favorite color.

She pulled him deeper inside her mouth, as her hands started massaging the base of his d**k.

He could hardly stand her touch but he needed it. He loved every second she was touching him.

Her tongue circled around the tip of his c**k and he gripped her hair more, letting out another moan of approval.

She continued this for a minute or so, until he heard her say.

There you, go Daddy.”

Her sweet words sent waves of pleasure through his body as his fingers dug into her scalp. He moaned loudly as she took him deeper into her mouth.

“Oh, my f*****g goodness Rachel. You are so f*****g good.” he complimented as she boobed her mouth against her c**k.

Although the name Rachel sound so well in his mouth, Rachel doesn't want him referring to her as that. It reminds her that they are still each other enemies and it's totally not right to be doing whatever it is they were doing currently.

The constant sucking of his d**k brought him to his orgasm.

“Oh my f*****g goodness, I am going to c*m baby girl!” he moaned out in pleasure, and Rachel urged him.

“Do it, Daddy.”She admits while still sucking and he spilled his c*m into her mouth.

“That...was amazing...Rachel!” he breathed out while wiping off some of the c*m.

His hand cupped her cheeks raising her face up, the innocent look in her eyes almost made his shaft throb.

“That was so f*****g good Rachel!” He heaved out.

As much as Rachel wants to stay the name Rachel had already turned her off. She wondered how comfortable she felt calling her make without the feeling of hate.

He offered his hand to help Rachel get up, brushing her up against himself.

Rachel heard her phone beep and she walked closer to get it.

It was a message from the office.

“I will have to go now.” she hurriedly fixed her phone in her bag, holding onto it.

His forehead formed into three lines and he stared at her a little bit suspiciously.

He could swear that she wanted to leave, even before the message.

“Is everything alright Miss Rachel?”

“Yes, I just have to be at the office.” She was more than grateful for the text message.

Although her p***y was still wet and she needed it to be attended to, she didn't want the feeling of guilt that ate her up and reminded her that they were sworn enemies.

“See you tomorrow.” she hurried out while Being just stared at her a bit perplexed.

He cursed angrily at his unachieved plan. He wanted it to eat her up and lap at her juice while she cry for mercy!