The Vixen's Man

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I think someone is in his boiling point hon." Heather told Kevin.

She stopped looking at Blake. She saw how pissed he was when he saw them. She hated to admit it

but she felt a bit scared of him. But of course she won't let him notice that. He couldn’t do anything bad

to her anyway because Kevin was with her.

Kevin shook his head slightly. "I think we should have rehearsed first hon." he laughed lightly.

She chewed the inside of her bottom lip. Maybe she shouldn't have agreed to his suggestion. Firstly

because Blake was more physically fit than him and second he was a martial arts instructor. She didn’t

want her first male friend to be in trouble. She had to do something. She knew how ruthless Blake

could be.

When the song ended the audience clapped enthusiastically. She hastily said to Kevin when she saw

Blake coming to them, "Hon, let me handle this okay? Don’t say anything. Let me do the talking".

Kevin frowned. "No. We are in this together." he said firmly.

She groaned. She thought she could make him agree easily.

"What a pleasant surprise." Blake said in a steely tone.

She r tried not to show her feelings through her expression. She tried to paste a sugary smile on her

pretty face. This was not the right time to be sassy. The background music was not that loud. For sure

the tables nearby could hear them but she had to say something to him. She kept on telling herself she

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Uninvited, he sat on the vacant chair. His eyes darted on her hand held by Kevin.

"Hon, can Blake and I have a private talk outside? We won’t be long.”

She asked Kevin but she threw Blake a glance and she swallowed.. His face was woody. He was

glowering at Kevin but there was no denying that he looked really hot with his leather jacket on. She

had to scold herself. Because she couldn’t afford to be attracted to a perv like him. She returned her

eyes to Kevin and she almost sighed heavily. From his expression she knew that he didn’t want her to

be alone with Blake.

"Please hon, just ten minutes. If we are not back after ten minutes you can come and get me.”

Blake let out an ugly sound from the back of his throat so she glared at him. He stood up and extended

his hand to her.

Smirking he said, "Let's go sweetheart."

She squinted her eyes as she looked angrily at him. When she felt that Kevin was about to stand too,

she lightly tapped his hand as if saying that he just stay seated. She got up from her chair but she

ignored Blake's extended hand. She walked with her head held high. He was right behind her she

knew. He seemed to radiate some kind of energy which made her feel his presence even when her

eyes were not on him. When she was about to go out the bar, she felt his hand on her forearm. He

pulled her to a dark hallway on the right side of the bar.

"Blake let go!” She protested.

She didn’t want to be alone with him. She preferred to talk somewhere where there were passers by or

other people. She didn't trust him a bit. But he just continued to drag her as if he didn’t hear her. She

saw a door at the end of the hallway which had a sign that says employee’s only. They seemed to be

heading there.

Blake opened the door. There were two male waiters inside. Her eyes widened because one of them

was in his briefs since he was changing into his uniform. The other one was putting his shoes on.

Blake cursed then covered her eyes with his right hand. The left one was still on her arm. She realized

that they are in the quarters for male employees.

"Hurry up and get out!" Blake ordered in an authoritative voice.

The two males said yes sir and after a few seconds, she heard the door closed. Blake released her to

lock the door.

"And what do you think you are doing? I told Kevin we will be talking outside. Why the hell did you bring

me here?" she asked sounding exasperated.

She was rubbing her arm because it felt numb from his grip. Her whole body was shaking a little from

annoyance. She had the desire to kick him, slap him or throw anything. She had a normal blood

pressure before. but when she met Blake again she seemed to started to suffer from hypertension. He

was just standing there looking somehow angry. His jaw were clenched as he ran his eyes from her

face down to her cleavage. She wanted to cover herself with her arms but if she would he would think

that she was affected.

With a heavy sigh, she got ready to tell him what she felt about his actions.

"Why did you let your receptionist believe that we have a relationship? You are such a beast! And you

gave me a pregnancy test kit which you handed to Kevin! What are you doing all these? None of this is

funny and I am really pissed!!" she yelled.

She saw a muscle in his left jaw moved. He crossed his arms on his chest.

"Good! That is exactly what I want. To piss you!” He said in a very cold voice.

She gritted her teeth. "What the hell is wrong with you? You haven’t stop pestering me! Why don’t you

just leave me alone? Go find someone else to pester! I have no time for all this nonsense!.”

He uncrossed his arms and slowly walked towards her. She suddenly felt she couldn’t move a muscle.

She knew she had to get away from him but she seemed paralyzed.

"Do you think that I like what’s happening too? You are not the only one pissed! I am furious as hell

with myself because I can’t seem to get you out of my system!” he snapped.

He grabbed her forearm to get her closer to him.

"You like flirting with other men but when I touch you, you act as if you hate it but,.. “ He cupped her

breast and before she could protest, he locked her hands on her back with his left hand. "your face

flushes and your breathing becomes irregular. And I know what that means sweetheart…"

"Let me go you pervert! " she said angrily.

He suddenly pulled down her tube top which made her squeal. His eyes narrowed and he gritted his

teeth when he discovered that she was not wearing any brassiere.

Her heart was in her mouth as she looked at his expression. His eyes which were on her exposed tits

went up her face. Her face distorted when he tightened his grip .

"B*llshit! Why aren’t you wearing any bra? You want that f*cking son of a b*tch to touch you?!" he

asked furiously.

The thought of another man seeing Heather’s breasts and touching them made him extremely angry.

"Are you in a relationship with that bastard?!”

She was about to tell him that it was none of his business when his hand suddenly released her own

and went up on either side of her face. He was holding her firmly and she could feel that he was

controlling his anger.

"You don’t have to answer because it doesn't matter! I want you and I will have you!!”

"It takes two you know! I don't want you and I will never want you! “

Blake laughed bitterly. "You flash your sweet smile and you flaunt your beautiful body to lure men. I

wonder if you let any of them f*ck you or you just lead them on just like what you do to me." He said as

if to himself.

" I never led you on! You keep on making a pass at me...Blake!" She cried out when he kneaded one of

her breasts. She put her hands on his to stop him but he caught them.

"Before you give yourself to any *sshole, I will gladly take what you have been offering all along!" He

angrily said and leaned her back on the wall before roughly kissing her.

He pinned her arms above her head as his tongue invaded her mouth. His other hand pulled her mini

skirt up to touch her most private part .He cupped her sex through her underwear.

She made a sound at the back of her throat. She didn't know if it was a sound of protest or a cry of

pleasure. No one had ever touched her there. She might be angry with him but his nearness and what

he was doing to her was making her lower body react. Her mind couldn’t control her body.

He stopped kissing her mouth and he was now looking directly into her eyes. His were full of desire.

She caught her breath when he forcefully pulled her hipster panty down. She turned her head to the

left. She couldn't bear looking at him. She was embarrassed because he would discover her body’s

reaction to him.

Blake's breathing was shallow. She closed her eyes when she felt him slid his finger inside her slit.

"No!" she wanted it to sound like a protest but somehow it sounded more like a plea.

He chuckled before kissing the side of her neck.

She hadn’t experienced this. Even Harvey hadn’t touched her p*ssy. He just inserted his thing inside

her.

She hated to admit it but what Blake's finger was doing to her was making her squirm from pleasure.

"Go on sweetheart...have your release." he whispered as he nibbled her earlobe.

She wasn’t even aware that she was moaning his name as he played with her clit. She was wriggling

her body against the wall as the movement of his finger inside her heat became faster.

Something inside her was starting to build. It was a tingling sensation. His middle finger swirled around

her cl*t. It was so deliciously lustful..one stroke...two...three...

She moaned. Blake caught her mouth and kissed her torridly as her body vibrated .He released her

arms and she automatically put each one of them on his biceps for support because her legs felt like

jelly.

Oh dear! I think I just had my very first orgasm! She thought.

"Now I'll take you.." she heard him said in a hoarse voice.

Her eyes widened when he stepped a little away from her to take his jacket and shirt off . He tossed

them on a nearby chair. His muscled chest and his abs are now bare.

His eyes were glued to her. He was eating her with them. She had no idea that she looked ready to be

ravished. Her beautiful breasts and pink nipples were exposed. Her mini skirt was pulled up leaving her

most private part deliciously bare. Her face looked even lovelier.

"You are the most desirable and sexiest woman I have ever seen sweetheart..." he said throatily.

Heather couldn’t help to swallow when he hurriedly unzipped his fly.