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Trigger Warnings: 18+, contains BDSM, hardcore sex, Sub and mature content. "Crawl over, Claire. Crawl over, and get what you want, that is the least you can do for how hard I intend to fuck you." ******************** Just like everyone else who ends up in college with their curiosity spiking up the ceiling, Claire's was no different from them. A text confirming her boyfriend was at a fraternity party making out had her racing out, until she met the one person she would have never expected to cross paths with. Under the influence of aphrodisiac, she had given herself to him, with no recollection of who he is or where he was from until fate brought them together. With her working in his startup firm as an assistant, and his claws deep in her, Jerald wasn't ready to let her go, and she wasn't ready to do so as well, not even when she found out he was her boyfriend's elder brother. He made her feel things she hadn't felt before, and touches her in places she wouldn't have expected was possible, what awaits them when it seems their luck had run out? And the world suddenly seems to be against them?
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Chapter 8

Claire's POV

I knew. Hell, I could feel my legs twitching just by staring at him, and I knew this was going to happen when I had talked to Elena this morning and I had pointed out how I didn't want to be here with him all alone.

I had thought about it and knew that it was going to be different; he had told me he wanted me to be here at work.

I had spent most of my time thinking about if it was worth it or if I could possibly just sit back and wait it out, but I knew I couldn't after what Elena had told me. She reminded me about how difficult it had been to get the interview and how it was a turning point for me.

So, I knew I couldn't sit back just because we had sex, or I got fucked hard enough that it changed my internal system or the way I was thinking.

All I could come up with was him bending me over, but I really hoped he wouldn't be able to see that. I wasn't supposed to be lustful, not in the way I was, especially seeing how he was Wale's brother, and Wales had insisted he would do better by us, and this time, I wanted to believe that he meant it and, in turn, not mess this up.

"You are finally here." He pointed it out, and all I could do was nod at what he had just said.

"It took you long enough. Were you thinking about not coming anymore?"

"I might have." I answered, knowing it was the truth.

"Then what happened? What changed?"

"I thought about how I couldn't give this up just because of sex, and I will be a fool to do that. It isn't like you didn't have sex with me as well; you did, and you are fine, so why shouldn't I be?"

"It's just sex?" He asked, and I hated how my legs thrummed. How my pussy squeezed as though screaming the betrayal at me.

My body was betraying me, telling me it wanted something else, and it wasn't just that. That it needed that to continue. No one has fucked me that good, not even Wales. Wales has never fucked me as good as he did to the girls he had an orgy with.

I hadn't stayed to watch, but Elena had told me only people good enough were called to an orgy party.

"Yes, it was just sex." I affirmed.

Not wanting to give in to any other thoughts.

"Good." He answered, and I was glad that he had and was about to let out that little pang of pain that echoed from how fast he had said those words when he added.

"Because I don't want anything aside from sex from you." His hands curled around my waist, pushing me against his chest, stunning me.

I was stunned when he slapped my cunt the same time the elevator shut behind me and he slammed a finger underneath my skin.

A grunt left his lips, just in time for a smile to replace that. "You said no sex, and you aren't putting on shorts underneath?"

I muffled the moan, managing to push his hands away. "I don't see how that should be a problem." I managed to say.

He was close, so close to me that I couldn't breathe; I was unable to take in air, and all I could do was breathe in the one he allowed me. I was at his mercy. Elena had been wrong, I had been wrong, and it was going to take more from me than just words to keep him at bay.

He was a predator, and I was his prey, and he was going to do everything to me. Things I might end up liking.

"Are you sure you don't want me? I can bend you over right now and fuck the hell out of you. I don't go raw, but I can do that with you."

"And am I supposed to be glad that you decided to go raw with me because I might be precious to you?"

"You can bask in it, and I will let you, but you should know that."

His hands were still wrapped firmly around my waist, and I hated how everything yanked me to him, not pulled but yanked, and that was how hard it was.

I knew I had promised Wales that it would be a new chapter, and I didn't want to go back on my words, but it was being difficult to do so and so soon.

What would he say if he found out what I had done with his brother? How he had fucked me the same night he had done his orgy? And how he was the best person who had? And better than him?

Was he going to hate me? How hard would it be to uphold my end of the bargain? With Jerald around me?

"I have made up with your brother, and you know the last thing we would want is me sleeping with you both."

"Who said anything about sleeping with us both?" His words came out plain.

"Good, then you are going to leave me be." That came with an ache, but I knew I would be over that.

"I don't share, Claire, and not with my brother, and I am not going to share you with him either."

"You don't know what you are saying." I said harshly, amused at how I was enjoying it.

"I do, and I mean it. We both are not going to have you. Just I would do that," he explained.

"I have a BF who happens to be your brother; aren't you scared of what he would do once he finds out?"

"A gem like you shouldn't be with someone like him. Not when he can barely keep his cock in one place."

That hurt. It was the truth, but it did. "And you can?"

"If we are fucking, you are the only one I will be fucking; I won't go on with the role play where I call whoever I'm fucking Claire, that is how obsessed I am with you. I want to mold your pussy to fit just my cock, and we can't do that if you are still fucking Wales."

"So what am I to do? Insist on not wanting the relationship?"

"Not that." He held my chin, stopping me from looking anywhere else aside from his face.

"You can go ahead and date him, but you wouldn't let him touch you. Wales can get sex from anywhere else, but not you."

"So you can have sex with me but not want me?" Was I stupid? Or was I so dickmatized that he would suggest such a thing to me?

"I don't do love, but I am going to assure you that you alone shall have my cock if we are fucking and that isn't going to change, so how about we stop the talks and you bend over?"

"I am here to work." I reminded him when he nodded.

"And work you will."

"I don't see any other desk here."

"That is because they are with Max."

"Why am I here then?"

"Because you are to learn from me. Be my intern and no one else."

He bent over trying to kiss me when I pulled away, his eyes drilled on me, while he remained stunned.

"I am here to work and not to be fucked."

"Then I will have to keep seducing you." He retorted, taking a step back. "And then one day, you will let me slide back in and help me stop roleplaying while imagining you are the one I'm fucking when I'm with others."

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