Episode 3

"Bro chill out, it is not what you think" Arnold stated staring at the pissed look of his friend, who looked like he could murder anybody at the moment.

"Then what does it look like?" He asked folding his hands on his waist, waiting for an answer.

"We are just friends nothing much, nothing less" He admitted.

"Is that so Tory?" Blade turned around to face Tory, who looked nervous as ever knowing that the man before her could do alot of harm to her if he discovers she was lying.

"Its true, we are just friends" Blade was about to say something, when his phone ring.

"Sanchez, I told you before, don't call my line if the goods are not fully packaged at the warehouse" He said out loud.

Both Arnold and Tory look on as his pissed look morphed into one of shock.

"What do you mean hijacked?" He asked out loud.

Again there was a temporary silence, before Blade eventually spoke again on the phone.

"Fine, I will be there in a jiffy" He finished off and hanged up almost immediately.

Blade turned to look at the duo in front of him, saying;

"We will talk about this later, I have a serious issue at hand right now. Arnold, I believe whatever affliation you have with her this minute should be cut off. Don't say I didn't warn you" Blade pointed his finger to his friend, before leaving.

After he was gone, Arnold and Tory sighed and the later spoke first.

"That was a close call." Tory couldn't agree less, she couldn't imagine herself being sacked on her first day of work.

"Look Tory, I know I fúçked up, I just didn't know how to push Selena away. She is a model and you can be sure that the paparazzi will capture the moment." He sighed, holding her hands and staring at her blue ocean eyes.

"There is a reason why i took a liken to you in the first place. It is because i haven't encountered anyone as beautiful as you are" Tory found herself blushing extremely hard.

"Sir..." Arnold was quick to shush her from speaking up.

He closed the last gap between them, with Tory looking nervous and then crashed his lips into hers.

Troy felt lost in the world of pleasure as she savoured the beautiful taste of his mouth. His lips were soft and she found herself yearning for more

Arnold hoisted her up and took her inside her apartment, without even observing the environment.

He traced the kiss down to her neck region; He continued to kiss her body inch for inch and Tory simply clung unto his hair and drew him close yearning for more.

Arnold lifted her up with two of his arm grabbing her medium sized bottom and they felt soft in his arms. He took her from the chair which he had first dropped her, and laid her on the bed and continued kissing her.

He got tired and removed her shirt off her body, leaving her with her panties and bra. He simply whistled at the fine specimen on his bed and how he could simply make analysis of her.

He trailed kísses on her belly button causing Tory moaned. Arnold trailed his way up to her bréäst where he bite the left nípplé with his teeth and used his other hand to fondle the right one. He sucked her bréãsts which were not so big but were still succulent enough to be enjoyed by any man.

“I haven’t done this before” Arnold was surprised. He didn't expected her to be a vírgîn but he didn't care, he would be the first to taste from her honey pot.

He kíssed her lips right from where he stopped, he spread her legs a bit and gently began to fill her up. Tory lacked words to describe the feeling that engulfed her. She was hooked by the intensity of the moment and her body literally shivered at the effect of his large trunk.

Slowly, he began to thrust and though he hadn’t done this with a vïrgïin before, he was pleased to be doing it with not just any vïrgïn but Tory

What seemed to be a slow rhythmic movement, increased pace. Tory had felt pains while he had first filled her up but it would vanish moment later and now she yearned a new feeling that she couldn’t explain.

Arnold continued to thrust and at the same time worshipped every inch of her body with his mouth kïssing her breasts, and fondling it, and moving up to her mouth where he kïssed her and then finally to her neck region.

Tory felt something in her trying to leave and she couldn’t explain what it was. As he continued to thrust, she felt a sharp pain on her neck and at first, what seemed like pain turned into sweet pleasure coupled with the one she was already experiencing. Once he had sunk his teeth into her neck region, blood began to flow slowly from that part and he licked it with his tongue and savored the taste.

Arnold continued on his sêxûal journey on Tory as he continued to thrust in and out of her till she felt her shaking but he wasn't done yet, he flipped her over and from a scissors angle, thrusted into her even more.

Tory was at the point of clïmãxïng and Arnold knew it and decided it would be beautiful if both of them released the same time. He put his hands into her cüñt and rubbed her clïts to hold her from reaching orgãsm before him.

Arnold felt he was about to release and let loose as both of them reached climax together. He took her to the bathroom afterwards and cleaned her up before tucking her to sleep. He took one look at her and smiled to himself and left her apartment

*

The alarm woke Tory up from her deep slumber. She had one of the best night of her life the previous day and it was all because of Arnold, the man that had swept her off her feet in just a few days. She smiled to herself as she got out of bed.

She felt sour all of a sudden and grimaced at the pain in her little kitty. She let her feet rest on the beautiful rug beside her bed to massage it and get used to the hurt in her vagina before getting up from the bed.

She walked briskly into the bathroom to take a hot bath and prepare for work. When she was done, she moved out and walked to her closet to pick a dress to wear.

Within minutes, she was done dressing. She was dressed in a high waist leg trouser, a black top, white swinge coat and a black shoe. She applied a little touch of make up, remembering the previous night and smiling to herself.

Arnold was her first man and the s*x was amazing. The pleasure she derieved was too overwhelming to acknowledge the sharp pain that shot through her when he first entered her.

When she was done, she picked her little bag and walked out of the apartment with it and her phone. She walked for a few minutes before flagging down a cab to take her to Mr Blade's mansion.

The memories of the night before filled her head and she flushed in the face as she rest her head and back more confortably in the seat. She was hoping to meet Blade at his home. After a moment of thought, she wished he won't be home so he won't see how embarrassed she was after the s*x with him the day before.

"Angel", Arnold called, stopping Tory in her track. His voice sent chills down her spin, making her legs jelly and reminding her of the erotic night. She didn't know whether to turn to face him or not. She stood rooted to her spot, indecisive on what to do.

She had entered the house, thinking he wasnt around like she prayed but she was wrong. It was obvious he had been expecting her. He had been unable to get her thoughts out of his head, how long and s*xy her legs are and how curvy she was. Her skin was flawless and it pushed him over the edge.

He felt himself getting hard.

"You came late", he announced to her hearing, moving closer to her. She didn't turn back still.

He stood in front of her and smirked. She looked down. He held her hands, hoping she would look at him but she didn't. He used his left two index finger to push her jaw up and they were staring at each other, with the remembrance of the burning passion and desire.

"Why are you looking that way?" He was controlling his laughter. Her face was flushed red in embarrassment. After much attempt at holding in the laughter, he gave up and burst into laughter. The redness grew more to her ears, making her all pinky.

When he didnt stop laughing, she hit his arm playfully.

"Stop it", she ran after him. They were in the living room alone. The moment one of the maids came in, probably because of her curiousity at the noise, Troy stopped running after him and looked away. The maid shuttled her gaze from Tory to Arnold. When Arnold threw her a cold glare, she dashed out.

[So Blade is actually sheltering Arnold in his house, and Arnold is doing the undoable. Pls take note, this cannot be my handwriting, I'm a virgin ohh]

"Come", he pulled her by the arms, towards his room for privacy.

"Where are we going?" She asked, trying to free herself from his hold. His touch was making her legs wobble beneath her. He was having so much effect on her and she couldn't help it. She felt herself getting wet from his mere touch and gaze.

"My room", he said with a tone of authority. They stopped watching each other for a while. She wanted to tell him that she had to wait up for his friend to do her work but she knew she wanted it too. She wanted him.

They both knew they wanted a repeat of the previous night of passion.

He picked her up over his shoulder in laughter and ran to his room, despite the pretentious protest from Troy.

When Blade got to the house, it was extremely quiet like it used to be. He wondered where Tory was. He wanted some music and she was no where to be found.

One of the maids took his briefcase from him and sauntered into the mansion. Blade followed.

He could no longer contain his curiousity at the silence.

"Where is Tory?" He asked the maid who suddenly turned around to answer him.

"Here I am, sir", Troy answered herself with a half smile now and her hands together. She had heard him drive in and quickly left Arnold's room.

Arnold was deeply asleep and didn't know she was no longer in his room. She felt embarrassed for having sex in the house of her boss.

"Where have you been?" He eyed her suspiciously. The maid also did the same.

"I was bored doing nothing so I was looking around", she lied to him. The maid knew it was a lie and shared a knowing look with Tory.

Tory looked away when her eyes met with that of the maid. She wasn't used to lying and she felt strange doing it to her boss, in his house.

Blade swirled back to continue his journey more into the house. He had to change his wear before the music. He wanted her music

.

Aside being his Nanny, he had also instructed her to play some good music for him, while he was around. Her music always performed wonders. It was a like a medicine to his soul whenever he was sad, frustrated or angry. He wasn't feeling sad more angry that night but he needed the music for a good night sleep.

"Come sing for me", he instructed and went into his room, with Tory still standing. She didn't know whether to go in with him Into his room or wait till he was out. After much contemplation, she followed, meekly like a dove.

When she got in, Blade asked her to used the guitar and she rushed out to get it. She was glad he demanded for it. She loved it. The guitar was her favourite thing.

There was already a space in Blade's large bedroom reserved for Tory and she took her seat, positioning the guitar carefully on her lap with her hands over it. The guitar was so beautiful that she couldn't get her eyes off it.

When Blade was already on the bed, she started pulling the strings with closed eyes and her mouth moving at intervals to sing a song that suited the rhythm. Her lips were slightly curved up in a smile to indicate that whoever asked her to sing was doing her a favour.

She seemed to be enjoying it more than the boss. The boss loved the sound and the sight. Her smile, the gracious way her hand was pulling the string to create wondrous and sonorous music to the ears, in addition to her attractive voice, that can get a man on his knees pleading for a chance.

The music did not only caught his fantasy, her looks did too. Pretty, innocent, naive, and a beauty to behold. When she opened her eyes to meet his gaze, the deep smile was on his face and it was that sort of smile that speaks beyond words, that sort of smile that show the insides of the heart, coming from the depth.

Tory smiled too but the moment Blade's smile turned into a grin, Troy knew he got more than satisfaction. She concluded that he was atttracted to her. Just like his friend.