GRACE

My back hurriedly peeled off the wall and eagerness ran through my mind as the doctor and Mr. Powers came out of Ruby's room.

They were yet to fill me in on what was going on. Even as they walked out, they ignored me and approached down the stairs. Once all that was left of their presence was their scents, I entered Ruby's room.

While sexual desire was devouring my system earlier, Ruby had fallen on her ankle that got hurt. She tried to get up, but couldn't and the pain became worse.

As I stared at Ruby's peaceful face, I wondered if her heart condition had a connection with her inability to get up. I crouched to push away a strand of hair in her face, and noticed that she did not have her favourite teddy in her arms, so I went to her wardrobe to get it. Once the bear was tucked beside her, I adjusted the blanket.

With a soft smile on my lips, I walked out of the room. There was a strong need to find Mr. Powers and get information on what happened to Ruby.

As I gently closed Ruby's door, I recall how almost an hour ago, I was yearning for more of Mr. Powers' touch. I really became a mess and it became worse because I started to imagine him working his way to my region.

Mr. Dominic Powers has gotten to me, I won't lie. And with the manner he got to me, I doubt I'll be able to back out easily.

But then, I think all I can do now is imagine.

After what happened I don't think he would even remember that he was torturing me an hour ago. He'll be more focused on his daughter.

The sound of his footsteps climbing the stairs made me stand erect, my hands playing with each other as I waited.

"Is Ruby going to be okay?" I quickly asked when he appeared.

Mr. Powers had his hands pocketed and he walked towards me with slow steps.

Before answering he exhaled lightly. "She is going to be fine."

He was still walking towards me and the aura that came with it made me feel hot. His eyes were intensely trained on me as the distance between us got shorter by the second.

"H... Her heart is not the issue?"

The man was already in front of me, my eyes stayed glued on his broad chest.

"No, it is not," he replied, his voice especially husky.

My mind wondered if he would hold me by the waist again. So, I looked up at him only to see that he was yet to look away from me. I bit into my lip to hide my agitation and I nodded in relief.

I was unable to maintain the eye contact we were sharing, so I tore my gaze off him and wondered what to say next.

"So is Ruby...?"

His lips chased the question out of my mouth. He captured my lips and kissed me with hunger. And I gave in immediately, I gave him more access.

Mr. Powers' hand found my back and he pushed my chest towards his, my breasts jamming his chest to my delight.

I became eager for his taste and pushed myself until my hands were wrapped around his neck. With my feet tiptoed, I pulled at his hair and compelled him to do more.

Mr. Powers groaned lightly into the kiss, bit my lower lip gently and I just had to moan in response because I felt my core throb.

"W...Wait." Reluctantly, I tore my lips from his. With his usual blank face, he looked at me. "I..." The part of me that always found an excuse popped up. "W... Wait sir, " I shook my head as though dejected. I took a step back. He still had his blank face on, but his eyes seemed to be on a different page.

"What is it, Grace? Are you hating yourself already?"

Damn, why does his voice have to be so persuasive and sweet? And why does he keep mentioning me hating myself?

"I..." My eyes darted. "Ruby is not so far from here you know? I don't..."

"Ruby is asleep." His response was sharp.

"Uh..." I gave a nervous chuckle. "Uh... I... I just..."

"What is the problem, Grace?" His hands cupped my cheeks and directed my eyes to his.

'Yes Grace, what is the problem?' I asked myself.

When Sam's words crept into my mind, I sighed. "I... I think I am scared." He did not say anything, so I continued. "It has been so long since I have... done this. And I am scared."

In a blink or two, his lips captured mine again. Though still hungrily, he took my lips and softly toyed with them with his warm, pink lips. One of his hands left my cheek and started running through my back.

My eyes closed and I dived into the wonders of his touch, I forgot about the words I just uttered.

"Was that enough to chase your fear away?"

His other hand which was still on my cheek caressed my skin as he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes.

Already rid of whatever fear he was talking about, I grabbed his hand, placed it around my waist, and used it to push me closer to him. Then I leaned closer and smacked my lips against his.

This time, our kiss was fierce. It was as though Mr. Powers had unlocked an unknown tiger inside me.

I have admired this man. I have been affected by him and his appealing ways. And now, I desire to be touched in every way possible by him.

"Kiss me harder, Mr. Powers." I urged him in between our kiss and he smirked.

"You don't have to ask twice." Already snapped out of his concerned state, Mr. Powers pushed me against him a bit harder.

He turned me around, and soon my back was against the wall facing Ruby's room, his tall figure hovering over mine as the kiss intensified. My hands tugged harder at his hair as he began to use his tongue to explore my mouth to my delight.

"Whoa," I exclaimed softly when he grabbed my thighs and wrapped me against his waist, my groin so close to his.

Second followed seconds and I failed to get enough of his magical lips.

When his hands traveled to my exposed thigh, I gasped lightly as the feeling I experienced at the party came rushing to me. With each stroke came a firework that hit my core again and again, causing my sensitive part to throb even harder.

It seemed my random mouth noises encouraged the man who left my lips and found my right ear.

"Ohhh." Just a lick and I became liquid. "Mr. Powers. Don't... Don't stop." He kissed that area before licking and swirling it with his sweet, sweet tongue.

Gosh, I was so ignited.

Mr. Powers then went on to hold on to my ear lobe which he made sure to blow some air on before sucking it sensually. In return, I grabbed and tugged at his hair. I bucked my hips and became desperate to feel him against me.

As my wet center pressed against his hard member, Mr. Powers gave a low groan, looked at me with his feisty eyes, and said, "You feel so good in my arms."

My breath became heavier and I smiled at his words.

"Oh, God!" In a low voice, I cried as his lips reached my neck region. As he did to my ears, he kissed and sucked and licked every inch and he made me a total moaning mess. "Please, Mr. Powers."

"What is that Miss Sands?" He growled, his hot mouth still peppering my neck as I craned to give him more room.

"I..." Gosh, it is so hard to talk under such a tremendous feeling. "I need you." I ground harder into his growing hardness as I wiggled in pleasure.

I felt him smile against my skin."I wanted to torture you a bit longer, but..." I looked down at him with pleading eyes as his smirk persisted. "I want you so bad, I can't wait any longer."

His damn words and the way he said them just made me hotter. My legs still wrapped around him, he peeled me off the wall and reached for the door handle of my room. Once he locked the door, he reached for my zipper.

"This gown..." He reached for the straps next, the feel of his finger grazing over my skin making me bite my lower lip to keep myself less impatient. "The moment I saw you in it, I had this desire to tear it off you."

The gown had slipped off my chest down to my waist, my averagely sized breast staring him in the eyes with their perky buds.

After what seemed like an eternity, he attached his lips to the left one and I threw my head back as a new version of desire came upon me.

When he reached for the second one, he ravished my nipple as if it was a last meal. At the same time, his other hand caressed and gently squeezed my soft skin to my utmost delight.

"I wanted to see what you were hiding beneath it so freaking bad." His Goddamn voice! It vibrated through my over-sensitive nipple and I almost jumped off his firm hold.

When his lips found the second boob, he started to walk toward my bed.

He laid me down on the bed and detached his lips, but not after giving my breasts a light kiss.

Standing over me, Mr. Powers reached for my gown and pulled it off.

Soon, I was exposed before him, my white cotton panties which felt like a wet mess, the only thing preventing him from seeing the complete me.

On his hand, Mr. Powers reached for the hem of his shirt and he got it off him in a flash.

Once he leaned closer, his eyes focused on mine and his elbow supported him as he lingered over my body, his chest grazing my nipples.

Since I was tempted, I reached for his broad chest and ran my hands through them. And I toured his firmness, a little sound came from Mr. Powers whose sight was now focused on my lips.

So, I prolonged my touch and enjoyed the way it felt.

But my excursion was soon cut short when Mr. Powers' lips found mine again. At the same time, his hand sneakily went past my covering and found my wet centre.

"Damn! You are so wet for me." With little force, he bit into my lip as he stroked the surface of my wet entrance with his fingers. Twice, I twitched down there as he repeated, " You are so wet for me."

"P...please." His lips went to my neck and his thumb pressed against my throbbing clit. That caused me to cry out, "Oh my goodness! Mr. Powers!"

He retracted his hand and his lips trailed the skin of my neck, down to my shoulder blades. He kissed my nipples, found my belly button, and rested there for a while. I just couldn't resist reaching for his hair as he plunged his wet tongue into that small hole and explored it. His action helped to set my body on something more than flames.

I was still trying to get used to what he was doing when his hands found the band of my pant. Slowly, they came off.

And once it was around my mid-thigh, Mr. Powers stopped what he was doing to my lower abdomen and focused on taking off the obstacle. And the man took it off with his eyes furiously locked with mine. When he was done, he tossed them wherever.

"There are so many things I want to do to you," he confessed when he reached for one of my legs and resumed his torture. He kissed from my toe to my knee and when his lips found the flesh of my lap, my breath hitched.

Fuck, it all felt so good. And I could not say anything for a while.

Mr. Powers nuzzled his lips onto my skin a bit longer and that made my impatience grow and I became more and more needy.

"Sir... please."

"No." I frowned slightly at his refusal. "Not until you say my name."

"Mr. Powers." I groaned as his tongue travelled to a spot very close to my nether area.

"That is not the name I want to hear." The sound of his kissing filled the room as he met the other thigh and punished it. "I want to hear my name from that sweet mouth of yours."

What on earth is he talking about? I am suffering over here. Frustrated, I managed to sit up and I looked into his eyes, confused.

"My name, Grace." His eyes beamed as I watched him feast on my skin.

"My name." His thumb pressed against my clitoris again and I cried a bit louder. "I want to hear you say my name." After his hands parted my legs some more, his hot lips found my heat and he sucked hard on my sensitive bud.

"Oh, my God! Dominic!" I cried, my upper body falling into the bed as I felt the ultimate pleasure wash over me.

"That's the name." He settled on my heat and continued sucking on the already over-sensitive part which was threatening to explode.

"Oh shit! Dominic. Do..." I reached for the sheets and tangled my fingers with its thickness. His consistent kissing of my little bud drove me closer and closer to the big O. I could feel that it would be one of a kind, a big one. And it will be thanks to my sexy, fucking gorgeous, irresistible, Dominic.

"Yes, say my name. Scream my name, Grace." He groaned against my heat as I twisted against his lips.

I cried harder when one of his hands found my centre. He played with my pussy lips before digging about two of his long fingers into my heat.

"Dominic please!" I could feel that I was about to arrive.

And when I did, I felt something wilder than pleasure running through my body.

But I didn't stop. I kept grinding against his amazing lips and kept shifting towards his exploring fingers. And as I moved, I kept feeling the ultimate result of letting Dominic Powers do things to me.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Who else sang 'Say my name, Say my name,' on seeing the title of this chapter?

I want to be sure I'm not more weird than I thought.