To Love My Enemy Ch. 04

Mr. Nilou chuckled at her outburst and Makayla blushed. The man was amused by her behavior, thankfully, but that didn't stop the girl from feeling embarrassed.

She stayed perfectly in place as the man resumed their kiss, this time it was less sloppy and more gentle. The intimacy was still there if not increased with how caring he behaved.

His fingers felt like an angel's kiss and she shuddered when his left hand moved up to her ear. He traced its skin but didn't go past her earlobe, tickling it brief enough to make her stomach twist.

Makayla wanted to ask him where this was going but her mouth was covered. There was no way for her to speak as he tasted her lips and tongue.

The man pulled back again and smiled. "Your lip balm is cherry."

The brunette gawked. He was right, she had put on cherry lip balm earlier that day. She had forgotten and was startled that he could still taste the faint remnants of it after a day of eating and drinking.

The older man had explored her body that deeply, it left her fascinated. She became visibly flustered and mumbled a quick thank you.

The elevator doors opened and the man wasn't into voyeurism as he stopped immediately. Someone entered as they left, unaware of the intimate acts they had interrupted.

Makayla was displeased by this but by the way the tall man looked at her, she knew there was more. His gaze was full of desire and he licked his dark lips more than once.

Her heart skipped a beat and she clutched her purse strap. Her nerves were going crazy, thoughts bouncing against her skull as she tried to bury her manic energy.

The woman was debating whether or not he would want to have sex. Her cousin made it seem like that was all the man wanted so she was full of doubts now.

But by the way he held her, the man clearly had deeper feelings for her that went past lust. If the man wanted someone who could give him a good time, he was better off contacting an escort service.

Makayla was inexperienced and had no idea how to get him off. She didn't know if he wanted his dick sucked or to take her anal virginity.

Either she would be anxious to participate as she didn't know how to perform. She was totally unaware of how to have sex whether it be anal, oral or vaginally.

Makayla was worried and it was obvious now. She walked slower and slower the closer they got to his room. Her mind kept debating if she should turn back or go through with their late night meeting.

People in the hallway who passed by stared at her odd behavior which made her spiral further. She bit her lip and tried to steady her erratic breathing.

This would've went on forever if Mr. Nilou hadn't reached out to her. The man grabbed hold of one of her clammy hands and squeezed it. He spared her a glance that reminded her of a loving husband.

His smile was gentle and he pulled her closer to his side. Once she was next to him, Mr. Nilou whispered for her to calm down. His voice was sweet like honey as he instructed her how to act and commanded her.

"You're going to be alright, Makayla. Tonight is all about you. All about what you want and what you want to do. I just want to make you feel good, okay?" Those words left her in a state of total bliss.

She squeezed his hand back as they came to his room door and muttered back with a glance full of acceptance. "Alright. Thank you."

The man smiled at her and let go of her hand to open the door. He ushered her in, gently pushing her forward with his hands against the woman's back.

She accepted his guidance and was met with a state of luxury that made her stumble over her feet. The place was stellar with it being the size of your typical condo.

There were multiple floors with a stairway at her side as she came in, welcoming her to go up. She didn't as the beds were right across from her and by the way Mr. Nilou was acting, he wanted her there.

Which wasn't all too bad as the beds looked amazing with huge pillows and thick blankets. She shyly sat down and her body began to sink into its comforting bedding.

Her legs felt snug along with her upper body as she instinctively snuggled into its heavenly touch. If this was her's, she'd always get great sleep.

The older man watched her bask in the fluffy blankets with a smirk. He sat down at the counter of the room's kitchenette, pulling out a stool and turning it so he directly faced her.

This way the man could look her in the eyes without moving a muscle. She blushed at his behavior and her own sudden lack of common sense. The younger woman pushed herself up and hurried to fix her now ruffled hair.

"It's alright. You can rest if that's what you'd prefer. We can talk over some biscuits and eggs tomorrow morning." His offer was tempting.

"I don't know, this is just supposed to be a meeting. I don't want to intrude on you, sir." She was worried about coming off as a leech.

The older man chuckled. "Please. I'd like you to call me Daniel."

Makayla wanted to scream. All of sudden he was offering to move onto a first name basis. She wondered if he was going to come onto her. If he was going to drop the slow burn and go full force into taking her into his arms and going to the next level.

She licked her lips, deep in thought as the man waited for her to say something. He was relaxed with his legs crossed and his arm holding his head as he watched her.

"Okay," She was hesitant but managed to get the words out without sounding like a blubbering fool. "I'll stay the night with you, Daniel."

Daniel got up from his seat and she laid there, motionless as he came over and sat next to her. His hand moved to her leg and he massaged her inner thigh.

Her heart was beating fast, with globs of sweat falling down her back and her forehead. She could see him out of the corner of her eye with a calm look on his face.

Right when she was going to ask what he was planning to do the man stopped and retracted. The brunette couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Along with the regret that came with him not doing anything, was her own lack of respect for her change of behavior. She had let her guard down and allowed him to talk her into staying a night.

Just the two of them. If her family needed any evidence of her guilt, here she was giving it to them on a silver platter. She resisted the urge to smack herself silly.

"Are you okay with this, Kayla? You're awfully tense." The older man noticed Makayla's shifting energy and moved to console her.

She felt really pleased and thankful for his question. "I'm just not sure what you want from me, Daniel. Are you my boss or something else?" The back and forth was leaving her at a loss for words.

"I meant it when I said I find you attractive. I'd like to pursue something with you, only if you are open to it. We can sit here and simply talk about work if that's what you'd prefer. I'm okay with it." Daniel's voice was steady and calm, his words being the honest truth.

Makayla didn't know what she wanted to do. Part of her wanted to run out of the room and have her contract thrown into the trash.

Another told her to take advantage of the situation, get a bestseller by having sex with the man. Her family already thought that was what she was doing so why not go ahead and dive deep into that erotica world.

Why not give her body to the man? He was offering to take it immediately?

"You and I will start slow. I'll merely hold you tonight." The man's voice peeled away the barrier of her mind. Before she knew it, he was holding her face again. "I'll be kind to you and listen to your needs."

She could feel his touch sending shivers down her spine. He was massaging her cheek, moving his finger back and forth. "Okay."

Kayla cleared her throat, raising her voice as she sat and looked him in the eye. "I'd like to take the next step. I want to have a relationship with you. I don't want to be just some girl you have sex with for fun."

The brunette couldn't do it. She couldn't just throw herself at a man she had respected and admired like some tramp.

The woman knew it was wrong to think in such misogynistic terms but she was revolted, scared by the idea of becoming a sex worker.

Her family's comments had made a deadly impact on her self worth and that would be another crack if she dared to do it. She felt such shame but she had to say no.

Daniel nodded, he appeared to read her mind as he looked deep into her eyes and leaned down. His lips were warm as they touched her own and she felt like she was going to melt.

A cherry sundae couldn't compare to the sweetness that was his mouth melding with hers. He was loving, caring, as he touched her and moved to be sitting over her.

His body covered her entire view and he began to makeout. The makeout wasn't as wild as the one they had in the elevator. It was nicer and showcased all that she was craving.

An actual bond between two people that was forever shared. She wanted to be treated like a lady not like some sex doll he could use and abuse.

He understood this without her having to plead on her hands and knees like a dog. Makayla was brought to tears by it. By his kindness and love.

Her belly was a pit of warmth as she was devoured. The woman's skin was damp with sweat, stray strands of hair falling onto her face and covering her view.

She was a pool of nerves going wild and she didn't have any reason to reign herself in. Daniel was moving away from her lips now and touching her neck.

Each kiss lasted longer than the one before. He was savoring her flavour, her natural Makayla scent. His tongue was a serpent that licked and slithered all over her skin.

Makayla moaned and wiggled about. She felt like she was going to blow, her thighs quivering and her chest growing heavy. The woman didn't know what she was supposed to do.

She was so unaware. All she could think was that she needed to lay there and enjoy herself. To let her body have fun for once and for her mind to become a puddle.

He moved back and wiped his mouth free of the spit that was now covering her neck. "How do you feel? Was it alright?" He asked.

She felt good knowing that he gave a damn about her consent. That's how she knew her family was wrong.

Daniel wasn't an old man ready to take advantage of her and steal her virginity. He was a gentleman.

With a big grin, she nodded and croaked out. "It was amazing."