Chapter 6

Nyla

I took a step back startled, replying, "Then why are you still here?" He managed to turn me around somehow to face him without me even knowing.

"I'm staying because of you. You left my presence last week, with me wanting more. Well, now that I know who you are and where you are. I won't be leaving, at least not until I've had a taste of you. Then, I'll go."

I released a breath I didn't even realize I was holding, this man truly captivated me and apparently all my senses. I could feel my wetness on the brink of escaping my folds. I had to gather some form of control, even though I knew he had it all. "Heinrich, I don't think I should be doing this. Or even be conversing with you like this. I really need my job."

A devilish smirk appeared on his face then he said, "Nyla, my Nyla...mmm that sounds so right. Trust me when I tell you, you WILL be doing this. You'll be doing more than just conversing with me, and your job is secure." He discreetly whispered in my ear. Damn, that baritone voice. He had a voice like Barry White, which made my panties disintegrate.

"Nyla, I want you to meet me in the coat room in 3 minutes wet and ready for me. Do you understand? Don't nod your head. I want your eyes on me and your voice of consent." Heinrich said in a deeper voice, I didn't think that was possible.

I looked him in his eyes and said panting, "Yes, sir" Three minutes seemed to take an eternity, but in that time, I managed to snag two glasses of champagne and gulped them down like I was at a frat party doing a keg stand. I got there first, mind racing. Wait. What the fuck was I doing?

I started to head back towards the gallery, but his imposing figure stopped me. It was like he had hunted me down like the helpless prey I am. I guess my face conveyed all of my conflicting thoughts because Heinrich said reassuringly, "Goddess, when you are with me, everything belongs to me. Your body, your soul, your trust, and lastly your thoughts. I don't want you second guessing yourself ever, ESPECIALLY when you're with me. Tell me you understand."

I looked him straight in the eye and said, "I understand."

With a pleased look on his face, he said, "Good girl. Now, let's get started." His features seemed to change in that moment from cool and impassive to intense, demanding and domineering. I did a full body shiver.

"What I want you to do is go over to that wall with your hands up, palms facing the wall. No matter what I do, you are not to make a sound, or even move. If you do, this stops. Tell me you understand." He said almost in a brutal way.

"I understand. No movement, no sound." I whispered. I did as I was instructed without hesitation.

He prowled towards me in such a calculating way. Almost as if he knew what he was doing to me. The anticipation was itching my skin and I wanted to move so badly, but I didn't want this to end. I would do or say anything at this moment to have him, to taste him, to touch him. My body had completely betrayed me ever since I saw him on the mile, and now she was giving him utter control.

He stepped up behind me, pressing his hard cock on my ass. I bit down on my lip to suppress the moan that was about to escape me. His strong hands found the hem of my dress, and he kicked my feet apart further. He placed his hands on either side of the wall covering mine, I arched into him to feel more of him on my now bare ass.

"Nyla I've had many thoughts about what I'd do to you once I got you in my grasp again." He said with a low growl, into my uncovered ear. His words went straight to my center and ignited the fire that was a burning flame, now a wildfire. His right hand gripped my shoulder as his other hand intertwined our fingers. I turned my head facing him, closed my eyes with my mouth parted giving him the green light to tongue fuck my mouth.

His mouth touched mine and a moan escaped into his, I felt him smile. His hand slid down my thigh and came up under my dress into my thong. He never broke the kiss even though I was about ready to get completely undressed and jump on his dick. He growled into my mouth as his fingers found my dripping wet folds. "Nyla, you're so fucking wet."

I knew the rules, as bad as I wanted to speak, I remained silent. He slipped my thong off of my left leg with his right hand and I felt the red silk thong hit my red bottom. His mouth found mine again as he placed one finger, then two fingers, then a third inside me. I arched my back as his fingers intruded on my opening.

"You need to be ready for me when I finally take this sweet cunt with my cock." First slow, then hard and fast. Slow and steady he worked me and I took it wanting more. Moans were exchanged back and forth into each other's mouths and then with his left hand he pulled my hair and I gasped. He looked as if he were about to cum all over his pants from his movements and mine.

He whispered in my ear and said, "Cum for me, Nyla." As the words left his mouth, I was cuming, gushing right onto his fingers. I was panting and my chest was rising and falling so quickly as though I had run a full marathon. He stuck his three fingers in my mouth and I tasted myself. I sucked his fingers hoping he'd let me suck him next. He leaned down and placed my thong to his nose and took a deep inhale and placed it in his pocket.

"As a reminder." He said with his perfect mouth. He kissed me deep, hard and passionately as he fixed my dress. He grabbed my hand and led me out of the coat room. I was still catching my breath.

How this man expected me to leave this room as though he doesn't still have my feminine essence on 3 of his fingers was beyond me. Don't get me wrong, what happened between us in the coat room was hot as sin, but that orgasm didn't leave me sated. It left me wanting more. More of everything, more of his fingers, more of his tongue, more of his cock, and somehow I think that was what he intended.

We ended up back in the same spot before our little tryst, I don't suspect anyone noticed our brief exit. Everyone was still in their same spots, gushing over the artists contrasts and his new take on traditional pieces. Clover, ever the social butterfly was once again in the middle of a circle, finessing people out of their money

Meanwhile, I was a live wire ready to blow again. Heinrich managed to keep a professional distance between us, his mask of cool and impassive, once again slipped into place, but reading his body language told me a different story.

Right before we reached the crowd, he turned to me and demanded, "Nyla, I want you to come see me tomorrow night."

On one hand, I absolutely wanted to see him to finish what we started tonight. I had to get this man out of my system and soon because I felt as though I could seriously get addicted to him and his way. However, on the other hand it left me uneasy because I didn't handle "unknown" well.

I didn't really know this man from a bucket of paint. Sure he was Clover's brother who had unconditional love for him, but that was Clover. Heinrich didn't really have any ties to me. He owed me no loyalty.

Apparently, I didn't answer him in time and he could see me warring with my thoughts because he followed up, "Nyla. Make no mistake, this will be the ONLY time that I make a request without consequences. Next time I will punish you. And should you say no, understand that I WILL show up here tomorrow and every day thereafter, until you say yes, I'm a very persistent man."

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess I don't have much of a choice." I replied dryly.

"I'm glad that you're finally getting it." Heinrich said in a hushed tone. I really didn't think he was joking. He didn't seem like the type to say something and not mean it.

"So, how will you contact me?" Not wanting to make the same mistake with Aberto.

"Oh, don't you worry about the details. I always do my homework." He said with a smirk. He stuck his hand into his pocket, which reminded me then that I was extremely naked underneath my dress.

"Thank you for giving me the tour Nyla, it was my pleasure." He said a little loudly, then turned and left the gallery.

I immediately felt the blood rush to my cheeks not missing the double entendre. "Well fuck." I whispered to myself. I was definitely going to need a few rounds with my vibrator tonight.