Getting Wild With The Enemy

Intense moment in the car.

GETTING WILD WITH THE ENEMY!

Chapter 7.

Authors pov.

After leaving Will’s house with her throbbing p***y, she managed to relieve herself of the feeling. And she also concluded that she had to be strong and handle this contract appropriately till they are done with this, even though her heart was telling her something different, she was willing to brush the thoughts of him away, just so she could win the trophy.

She dropped Will a message, urging him to meet her at a restaurant, ‘South Street Diner’ the next day.

THE NEXT DAY.

5:30 pm.

Rachel had just closed from work ready to go to meet Will, when she noticed her car had suddenly developed a flat tire.

She huffed rather frustratingly and stared at her time.

It was 5:31 already and she needed to be with Will by 6.

“Why today, of all day, Lexus?” she stared at her car, her hands digging into her scaps and she ruffled her hair slightly before locking the car and storming out to get a cab.

“South Street dinner.” She stops a cab and stepped into it.

The ride to the restaurant was not really far, but it looked like an hour's ride as she kept staring at her wristwatch, she was supposed to be worried about her broken car, Instead, she worried so much about keeping Will standing at the restaurant because of her bad timing.

The cabby finally pulled in front of the restaurant and Rachel stepped out briskly and paid the driver.

The cool evening breeze blew her hair gently, and her hand tossed the strand of hair that settled on her forehead away.

She stared up at the expensive-looking restaurant and slowly she began to make steady and diligent steps, into the restaurant, her hips swaying into perfect curves, while some people turned to stare at her.

Her heels clanked against the floor of the restaurant and her red dress seemed to glow in the dim lighting of the restaurant. Her lips were curved into an innocent smile.

She saw Will sitting on the corner of a table facing the wall. He was wearing a black suit and a tie. And he was looking very handsome.

She stopped in front of his table and smiled at him warmly.

“You are late!”His voice came out stern ignoring the sweet smile she had on her face.

“I am sorry Mr Lewiston, my car broke down and I had to use public transport..” she slid into the chair, still having an apologetic look on.

“Let's keep business as a business.”He breathed out coldly and Rachel cleared her throat, ignoring his words.

But for some reason, she asked herself if Will was really mad at her because she was late or if he had another hidden agenda.

“You look great!”, his grey eyes sparkled softly with admiration, even though his voice came out stern it still gladden her that he gave her a compliment.

However, Will was trying to not stare too much at her. He was mad at her, extremely mad at her for not letting him return the pleasurable feeling she gave him yesterday.

Rachel caught him staring, but there was something different in how he looked at her today, he had this angry look, with a mixture of lust.

“Shall w....?” she made to ask but Will cut her off.

“Why did you leave my house under the pretense of your attention was needed?”Rachel hated that his voice was cold and stern.

“Because my attention was indeed needed.”she replied with confidence and he scoffs.

“Why did we have to meet her at the restaurant when we could just use my house?Like we have earlier talked about?”

Rachel hated that he was putting her on the hot seat, but she had to be plain with him.

“After our first s*x together, I craved to have you again and again, but when I got to discover that you were the Will from my teen, the guy my family despise so much, I wished never to have a thing to do with you.”Her voice was a bit firm and he nodded approvingly and said nothing more.

“Now it’s only one thing we don’t do.” He took in a deep breath through his nose.

“I hope we can start over, as just enemies and business partner!” he flipped the file open and she did same.

“I hope so too, shall we proceed to business? Rachel urged and he nods his head at her

“The company sent some modules, something that looked a bit like the designs your company produces.” He pointed at the laptop.

Rachel’s jaw dropped and she felt her heart miss a beat, she didn't expect to hear that they choose a collection from her design and not from Will's designs.

They were actually doing this? She felt excited yet nervous at the same time.

What is going on here?

Will handed her a printed piece of paper with some notes. It was the designs they were going to submit, and she couldn’t help but take the papers excitedly from Will.

She skimmed over them and her stomach churned, because they looked really good. There were no flaws anywhere and the designs were well thought through.

“Now that the company wants a larger product of your own design, I will take 30 slots of the work, while you take 70 slots.” He suggested and Rachel stood still for a while.

“That would be like a loss on your side.”

“They are other contracts awaiting me, Miss Rachel, let's do this according to their requirement, it is a huge one, and aside from losing money, we might be dragged into the mold for not producing the kind and quality of design they want from us.”

He was serious now, he leaned forward and clasped his hands together.

“This is the best way for us to get out of this situation and earn the industy’s favor.”

‘Oh, this man is a genius…’She thought to herself.

Rachel nodded her head and placed the pages down, she couldn't believe that he was caring so much about the welfare of her company than he cared about his.

“Why are you so concerned?” she let out softly and Will smugs.

“You think I am concerned, of course not, I am just used to getting the trophy, it would be greedy to always want it. I should let your company win for once.” He replied rather boastful and Rachel felt anger sprung through her, she wish she never had to ask him.

“Will your company mime the gold and produce the jewelry?” Will asked his face glued to his screen.

“Your company does not have all it takes to produce gold jewelry, you might also need to leave all of those to me.” her words were a savage return to the statement he made earlier.

Her words got him angry, and his gaze shifted from his laptop.

His grey eyes bored into hers and she knew from the look in his eyes that he was angry at her choice of word.

“My company has done a great deal with our design.” he let out coldly. Rachel liked the flustered look in his eyes.

“But the fact remains that, you can not mime out gold and diamonds for jewelry.” she settled into the chair, her hands flipping the files open.

He let out a scoff and settled into his chair, his hands on his laptop. Will saw it as a challenge, but he would be replying to her with the success of his company and not words.

After several talks about business, they both decided to call it a day.

“Nice, partnering with you.” they both shook hands, and they began to walk out.

“I will drop you off.” he volunteered and Rachel voluntarily agreed to go with him.

As soon as they both stepped out of the restaurant, they slipped into the car and zoomed off.

“Fasten your seat belt.” His voice came out hard, and stern, giving her no room to express her discomfort about seatbelts.

Rachel stared silently at the wind blowing past her and she could remember when she sat next to him on the chair yesterday, and the movement of their eyes over each other's bodies.

Will glanced at her once and she quickly avoided his gaze, which was burning a hole into the back of her head.

He noticed the tension and she looked at him timidly, but he didn’t say a word and kept his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Rachel swallowed and tried to ease the tension but she didn't have much to say.

Will knew that it would take a lot to not touch her if they share the same room or space.

Just the scent of her, made his shaft throb dangerously in his trouser.

Soon, their car stopped walking as they hit traffic and Will cursed frustratingly, as he brought his car to a halt.

He hates to be in anything like a jam.

“Not today.” Rachel let out softly, her voice was nearly above a whisper, and it made Will’s d**k budge right there in his trouser.

Without caring about her opinion, his hands reached her thigh, giving it a soft squeeze .

Rachel gulped, then she turned her head slowly toward Will and stared into the dark grey depths of his eyes, he smiled at her and her body went into shock.

Was this his attempt at flirting?

She watched him with her eyes wide open as his fingers continued to move upward along her thigh.

“This....is...wrong.” she tried to protest, but her voice betrayed her. it came out quite shaky, stealing away her attempt to reject his action.

He placed his index finger on her mouth, his grey eyes held lust as they bored into hers, his eyes wandering around her body.

“Relax, baby girl, and let's savor this moment.” he urged her, his tantalizing voice emitting pools of heat to trail down her lower body.

Rachel felt herself relaxing into the chair, while she let him take absolute control of her.

He moved her chair backward and spread her legs wild open.

She was facing him already, he adjusted his chair backward and sat on the chair, curled up.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips onto the crook of her neck, his teeth grazing her skin slightly, as she felt the pain on her neck becoming unbearable.

She let out a muffled moan and her hands moved to his hair and pulled him towards her.

“The jam, might take an hour, permit me to ride you to heaven!” Soft and husky voice sure goes together, it found a way to melt her heart and please her p***y.

“I know you would be so wet down there, baby girl.” If there was something Rachel liked about Will, it was how sultry he always make his words.

She liked the way he prophesied words to her before doing it.

“I want to lick you so hard till you scream and loose your voice, but I am scared you might lose your contract.” He teased and Rachel smiled.

His hands found the slit of her dress and he slipped his hands through it, granting him passage to her p***y.

“f**k baby girl, you are without a pant again.” He licks on his lower lips as he stared at the pleasure her face held.

“You smell amazing.” He whispers against her lips and Rachel felt breathless and shudders as his fingers began to slip inside her.

Will felt every little quiver running throughout her body and his c**k tightened even more.

He groaned loudly and pressed a kiss onto her collar bone, and she couldn’t stop the small moan that escaped her lips.

“Oh! you sound delicious, I want to taste everything that is in your mouth.”

‘Everything?’ Rachel thought.

A smile curved up her lips as he rubbed his nose against her exposed cleavage.

Her breathing became erratic as her heart began beating wildly and she wanted nothing more than to feel him deep inside of her, to feel him moving in her.

She wanted to stop him, to yell at him and tell him that she doesn't want him touching her because they both need to stay as each other's enemies, but she can't help it.

She can't help the feelings that came from being touched by him, she can't help the butterflies that are flying within her stomach.

“You smell nice, like chocolate chip cookies and strawberry ice cream.” he continued to suck her n*****s into his mouth, and Rachel felt hot. She feels like she is melting.

And as usual, she cannot control her reaction when he touched her or say such intimate things, and she knew that she liked them.

His hand moved up the hem of her dress and he slid his hand over the smooth silk material covering her s*x, as his tongue continued to lick on her breasts. And she moans but tried her best to suppress it.

Will arranged her head to the door of the car after he had locked it automatically, he spread her leg wild open, just so he could have a clear portrait of her plump p***y flesh.

His hands rubbed against her clit, while he looked into her eyes, licking softly on his lower lips at the reaction her clit gave him.

“Tell me what I want to hear baby girl, tell me what you really want.” His voice was low and seductive, and Rachel loved it when he spoke to her in this way.

She couldn't answer though, her mind was racing thinking of different things. Her fingers gripped tightly onto the car door handle, trying desperately to stay still.

His fingers began to work faster as they traveled from the backside of her body to her opening where he plunged his two digits deeply, making Rachel arch her back and moan loudly.

“Tell me how badly you want this, baby girl.”

“Oh my f*****g goodness....” her words trailed off into a moan.

He increased the pace of his finger, he had this dirty expression and it got her walls cramping hard against his two digits.

His hands brushed his hair backward like he was ruffling it, sticking out his tongue while finger f*****g her.

“Tell me how well you want this, baby girl, Talk to Daddy.” His hands found her boobs and he pressed hard against them, earning a loud moan from him.

Rachel liked the way he stuck out his tongue to her.

“Oh my f*****g goodness, that's it's Daddy.” she cried out in pure ecstasy as his hand rammed into her p***y, f*****g her mercilessly.

“f*****g f**k me so hard!” she cried and he increased the pace of his hand ramming it into her tight cunt.

“I'm going to come now, oh my god!” Rachel grabbed onto the door and closed her eyes tightly as she rode out the orgasm, her body shaking in pleasure, her eyes rolled back into her head.

“He took his hands to his mouth, lapping at the juice in his hands.

“You taste so f*****g heaven, Baby girl, and I am not done with you yet.” His hand caressed her cheeks softly, while her body shuddered under his arms, her orgasm shaking her uncontrollably.

He liked the way he made her feel, and he gladly want to do more.

“Give me whatever position you like, baby girl, and I will ride you to any destination!”