Part 16 - Should I Stay Or Should I Go

I got a text from Downey with his address in it later today. Only that, nothing more. I didn't even text him back. Hell, we didn't even discuss the time he invited me over. I had a glass of wine with Eve after work at her place thinking about tonight and how wrong it is going over. Her opinion is always the same, she thinks I should stop seeing Downey. I agree with her that he's an as*hole and I really want to stop whatever we're doing but every time I see him I want to be all over him. It's crazy, I know. I hate him all the time expect the times I see him. Then, all the hate turns to lust.

I left her place around 8 and I went over to mine to get ready. I didn't know what to wear, what time to go over, what to say. I don't even know if I'm supposed to bring something with me. Maybe some wine. But he already said we're going to have wine there. What about the food? Is tonight a wine and dine situation or just a wine situation? I was sitting around and thinking this all through for almost an hour.

That's enough. I'm bringing myself and that should be more than enough. By the time I was ready and outside his house it was after 10. It's kind of late but we never discussed the time so there shouldn't be a problem with this. I park the car and walk to his front door. This place is gorgeous on the outside. I take a breath and ring the doorbell. He takes a good amount of seconds to open it but he eventually does.

"I was starting to think you wouldn't show up" he says looking at me up and down.

"Better late than never" I reply and smile.

"Please, come in" he says softly and shows me the way with his hand.

I take a few steps in and I feel like I'm in a famous person's home. Everything seems so beautifully decorated and it has such a rich aura. We stand in the middle of the hall and he looks at me as I watch around the house.

"Do you want a tour?" he asks.

"Sure" I agree.

Firstly he takes my coat and after he takes care of it we start with the tour. He shows me all the rooms and gives me a few details about them.

"The bedrooms and another bathroom are upstairs but we can see them later" he says smiling.

The way he slightly bites his tongue when he smiles like that is enough to piss me off and turn me on at the same time.

"I'll find you in the living room with the wine" he continues when he sees that all I do is sigh and roll my eyes.

I nod and start walking over there. I know he hasn't moved and he's looking at me walking away but I become certain about it when I take a seat and see that he has just started moving. He comes next to me with a freshly open bottle and two glasses and takes a seat.

"I hope you're not expecting us to finish this" I say referring to the bottle.

"No pressure on that matter, we can drink as much as you want us to" he replies pouring the glasses with wine.

We clink our glasses and take a sip. It's really tasty I must admit.

"Nice choice" I say.

"I'm glad you like it, it's my personal favourite" he says proudly.

For the next few minutes we had a steady normal conversation. It didn't feel as weird as I thought it would, especially after the second glass of wine.

"So, do you really have an announcement for me or was it just a lie to get me to come over?" I ask and take a sip again.

"Of course I do"

"Good, because I turned down a very good suggestion for this"

"Don't tell me that's the only reason you're here" he says seductively.

"It might as well be. Will you finally tell me about this announcement or not?" I quickly change the subject.

"It's very good news actually, your hard work has paid off. You're getting a raise, Ms. Beck" he clinks his glass against mine.

I take a couple of seconds to think about it and since I'm not saying anything he looks at me weirdly.

"What's the matter? People tend to get happy when they get news like that"

"Is this really because of my hard work?" I question suspiciously.

"Why else could it be?" he chuckles.

"I do recall you offering me a raise to keep my mouth shut about you and that intern. What stops you from giving me a raise because I slept with you?"

"It was stupid of me to say something like that. Your answer back then was that you would rather earn that raise and that's the case here" he smiles."That was the moment I knew I liked you" he continues.

"Thank you, I'm definitely happy about the raise" I smile and cross my legs in the other direction to cover the tiny bit of awkwardness his comment made me feel.

His eyes immediately fall on my lap and he slowly turns his look up to me after that.

"I prefer you in dresses and skirts, I love the sight of your crossed legs" he comments on the fact that I'm wearing dress pants tonight.

"At least I'm not predictable" I raise my eyebrow.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asks sounding hurt.

"Is there any moment that you're not wearing a suit? Even now that we're at your house you're wearing one"

"You know first hand that there are many moments I'm not wearing my suits" he says cockily.

"You're ridiculous" I drink some wine and shake my head.

"I knew the suit would be too much" he says and takes it off. "Here, better?" he's now only wearing his shirt which has the top buttons undone.

"Much better" I say.

"I was sure" he raises his eyebrow.

The conversation continued normally, there was no sign of any sexual activities yet. The signs started when my second glass of wine was over and he volunteered to pour me a third one.

"I think that's enough for me" I hold his wrist to stop him.

"You're getting a raise and two glasses of wine are all you drink to celebrate?" he asks when I let go of his wrist.

"I have to drive, Downey" I justify myself.

"One more glass won't hurt. Besides, you don't have to" he moves right next to me on the couch.

"Yeah, right" I laugh.

"Seriously, stay here" he whispers while his hand is slowly making its way up on my inner thigh.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to. I'm not prepared for this"

"I'm sure you'll find everything you're going to need here" he continues with the same deep tone.

His hand has reached my clit and is asking extremely pleasurable pressure on it while his lips are erotically harassing my neck. I'm holding him by his wrist to stop him but since I don't really want to do that my grip loosens easily allowing him to continue. He rubs me with the exact amount of force I like, it's almost like he can read my mind. His lips then meet mine and give me a taste of a desirous kiss. He unexpectedly grabs my wrists and pulls me on him.

I stand over his lap with my legs on each side of it. I lean down and connect our lips again. His manly hands are grabbing my hips tightly as his own are grinding against mine. I have to roll my eyes back by the feeling of his bulge rubbing against my core. A sweet moan betrays me and shows off how much I'm really enjoying this.

Holding me strongly he stands up with me around him and starts walking. We don't stop making out until we reach the stairs where he has to let me on my feet in order for us to get upstairs. Standing up with me around him must've been too much for him already I guess.

"After you" he smirks naughtily and I do as he says without arguing.

I can feel his eyes on me as I quickly get upstairs and a few seconds later he is all over me from behind kissing me, grabbing me and pressing himself against me.

"Guests room, bathroom and bedroom" he speaks quickly, clearly not wanting to spend any time on showing me around the house.

He's sucking and biting my shoulder while pushing us both towards the bedroom. He kicks the door wide open and pulls me in with him. His lips are dancing with mine but not in a romantic kind of way. It's raw, ravenous, stern. We take a few steps and eventually he throws me on the bed.

He climbs on top of me and satisfies my bare cleavage with wet kisses. During this I have my eyes open and watch around the room. It's a beautiful room, matching the rest of the house. My eyes fall on one of the few pictures in the room where I see him and his wife happy together. Suddenly this all feels so wrong. I push Downey away and stand on my feet breathing fast.

"What's the matter?" he stands in front of me heated.

"I can't do this, this is her bedroom" I sigh referring to his wife.

"Don't think about that. Weren't we having fun?" he asks slowly and then kisses me again.

This feels like the most guilty thing I've ever done in my life. Enjoying a married man's lips in their own bedroom.

"It's so inappropriate, I'm sorry" I complain and start walking away quickly.

I hear him exhaling sharply and then coming down the stairs right behind me. He reaches me from behind my back and wraps his arms around me to stop me from walking away.

"Please, calm down" he whispers in my ear.

I take a few deep breaths and relax in between his arms. He seeks the opportunity to place his nasty lips on the back of my neck.

"Stop it" I say quietly.

"Are you sure that's what you want me to do?" he asks seductively.

His one hand goes higher to my breasts and squeezes them. I can hear his deep breaths in my ear.

"Yes, that's enough" I say as sternly as I can.

"Why are you so stubborn? You were fine two minutes ago. Just think how much fun we're going to have" his other hand travels down to my centre.

"Let go of me!" I snap and after a couple of seconds I escape from his tight grip.

Doing so I accidentally hit a table causing one of the decorations to fall on the floor and break into pieces.

"F*ck, Susan loves these" he groans but then I see his face getting soft like he's sad about it.

"I'm sorry, it was an accident. I can help you clean it up" I say with an apologetic tone.

"I don't need your help with that, it's fine" he says quietly.

"Okay, then I'm leaving" I say and go to the couch we were before to collect my stuff.

He finds me in the middle of the way and pushes me against a wall with him in front of me.

"C'mon, Olivia" he sighs."Let's not ruin the night. It was going so well" he kisses my jawline nicely.

"That's the second time you call me Olivia today" I reply being caught off guard by this again.

"That's your name, isn't it?" he's looking right into my eyes.

"Yes, but I'm not used to you calling me that"

"Well, stay and I'll call you whatever pleases you" he says seductively.

He holds my chin between his thumb and index finger keeping my head steady as he works wonders with his mouth on my neck and collarbone.

"You know you want this" he continues with his deep voice.

I'm unable to say anything. I'm overpowered by the extreme attraction and will to feel him all over me.

"I promise you, if you stay you won't regret it. It will be worth it" my knees are weak to this point.

"So, will you stay?" he asks but I can tell by his voice he already knows my answer. I know I should listen to my mind but my heart is telling me otherwise.

He can see it in my face. My eyes are rolling back and my lips are parted. He has me exactly where he wants me.

"Yes" I agree and his winning smirk appears.

A/NThis is going to have a second part because it would be way too long if I kept it as one. I'm posting it tomorrow!