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My Master of Sex (Being Revised)

Novel By: IceBreaker

(Finished)(Author's pick for best story)Lukas was a man. A beautiful rich man that somehow swept me off my feet. It was only supposed to be sex. Just that. But the more we spent time together, the more I feel. The more I want.
We both have secrets. Secrets that haunts us. I know that I want to be with this man, and he may want the same thing, but I feel that our secrets will keep us apart…forever. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 21, 2014    Reads: 2,860    Comments: 18    Likes: 19   

~Chapter 27: Never Forget

It took me some time but I was able to get over what Lukas told me. Of course that will be burned in the front of my brain….probably forever, but he was right with what he told me. We have to move on, and that's what we were going to do.

I walked up to the receptionist in Kary Enterprises and smiled at her.
"Hello, Peyton. Lukas is expecting you and he says you can go right up."
I smile at her. "Thank you, Karen."

I walked over to the elevator and walked into it, surprised to find Ben there.
He looks to me, his eyebrows raising. "Wow. Peyton. Don't you look professional and sexy." His eyes stayed on my tits a little too long.

I ignored his comment. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here for an interview. You?"
"Going up to see my boyfriend."

"Wait. You don't mean Kary, do you?"

"What does 'hmm' mean?"
"It's just that the last time I saw you, you didn't have the slightest interest in the man."

"Well a lot's changed and a lot's happened since the last time me and you saw each other. We're dating now."

"Interesting. Are you in love with him?"
"Maybe. Why?"
He shrugs. "Just curious."
When four people walk into the elevator, the doors closed.

"So, I haven't been seeing you at the gym, lately." He says.
"Oh yeah, I've been really busy this last…month. So much happened, Ben, you don't know the half of it."
He chuckles. "Well being committed to a busy business man isn't always a good thing."
"Keeps me on my toes, that's for sure."

"Or on your knees." He muttered.
I glared at him. "Excuse me?"
He chuckled. "I'm totally kidding." He patted my lower back gently. "Kidding."

I moved his hand from my back. "Right."
He sighed. "So, is this like a serious thing between you and Kary or…"
"Yeah, it is."
The elevator stopped and two people got off.
Another one pressed a button to floor 68B.

"It's just a little odd. You know. You're young and you're making it out to be that you and Kary will like…marry each other one day."

"I'm twenty three. That's not too young to find your soul mate."
"I disagree. I'm just saying, you're fucking gorgeous and you should play the field a little, that's all."
The last two people get out and I step over and press the button for floor 77. "Nah, I'm happy in my relationship."

"Suit yourself."
I sighed. I might as well get this over with. "Ben, look, you seem like a nice guy. Attractive, smart, a smartass."

He gives a cheeky grin.
"But I'm not interested in you. All you want is to fuck me and that's not what I want. I'm in love with Lukas."

"For now, but really, how long will it last? A month? Two?"
The doors open. "Lasts way longer than me and you would." I walk out of the elevator to the lobby outside of Lukas's office.
His assistant wasn't at her desk.

I went to the double doors and knocked on them.
His sexy voice invited me in and it made me get these tingles in my lower back. I turned to see that the elevator was gone, and Ben was gone. I turned back and opened the door.

When I walked in, I see Lukas focused on something on his computer, and that bitch he walked out of his building with that time he became distant was standing behind his chair, watching him with a grin on her face.
Her grin faltered a bit when she saw me.

Lukas's eyes met mine and the moment they did, our electricity was so intense, I felt like I'd just melt to the floor.
"Hi, baby." I whisper.
Lukas smiles and looks to the woman. "Helen, you can go for lunch now."
She pouts slightly but puts on a fake smile. "Yes, sir." She walks away, scowling at me as she did while I keep my smile on Lukas.
When the door closes, I break into laughter. "Oh, she hates me."

Lukas nods. "I caught that."
"See? Women are just all over your cock and you ignore them."
"I want you, and only you. I made that clear."

"Mmh. So you have."
I pull my pea coat off. "So you called me in the middle of work so I'd come have lunch with you?" I asked.
He nods and stands up. "I did call you." He loosens his tie, his dark green eyes growing dark, and lustful.

"You didn't really call for lunch did you?" I asked.
He smirks. "No, I didn't. I always wanted to fuck you here, Peyton. Rather you're bent over my desk, against the wall, riding me on the couch. It doesn't matter."

I began feeling that deep desire stirring in my abdomen. Lukas walked to me and took a strong grip of my hips, backing me against the wall. When my back hit the wall, I looked into his green eyes, now glazed with heat and desire, mirroring mine.

"Anyone can come in here at any moment. I don't think we want an audience."
"Peyton," he grabs my chin and stare into my eyes. "The whole damn city can be in this room and it still won't stop me from fucking you."
I bite down on my lip as he gets to his knees.
His fingers slide up my thighs and underneath my skirt. He grabs the waistline of my panties and pull them down my thighs.
I watch him as he slides them off of me.

I wet my lips as I looked down to Lukas.
He bunches my skirt up at my hips, his dark eyes latched onto mine.
My breathing was rough from anticipation.

"Spread your legs." Lukas whispered.
I spread my legs as he demanded and I leaned against the wall.
He holds my hips as his tongue meets my cunt.
I gasp as my head drops back.

Lukas's hands firmly grip my hips as his tongue takes me, possessing me as his.
God, I can barely stand up.
I grab a handful of his hair, to stop my legs from becoming weak and falling over.

Lukas sucked and licked my clit in circles, as I moaned for his name uncontrollably.
I arched towards his mouth, and close my eyes as my head tips back against the wall. My fingers tangle ruthlessly in his hair as he licks me.

Lukas grabs my leg, hitching it over his shoulder as he slammed my body hard against the wall, sliding his tongue into me.
I moaned loudly, careless who may hear me.

His hand came up and he began stroking my swollen clit with the pad of his thumb, heightening my pleasure.
My legs began to tremble as I felt intense shudders deep in my body.
I squeezed my eyes shut, as my breathing trembled. "Lukas, I'm going to come."
Lukas's tongue stroked my clit before he stopped to look up at me and began to rub my clit harder.
I cried out, squeezing my eyes closed. My body trembled as I came hard. His tongue latched back onto my clit as I released.
"Oh god." I cried breathlessly.

My entire body shook as these intense shudders ran through me. But Lukas wasn't done with me. His fingers slid into my cunt.
"Yes." I moaned.
He thrusted his fingers wildly in and out of me and my body was just taking it, prepared for another release.
And it came, hard. I clenched around his fingers as I threw my head back. Another orgasm coursed through my body and I felt like I was going to fall apart. My legs grow weak as I lean against the wall.
Lukas kisses my clit before taking his fingers out of me and tasting them.
My body grew even more hot and aroused as I watched him.
He looks up at me before placing another kiss on my clit. "Mine." He whispered.
I nod my head, restlessly.

He stands up and unzips his fly.
I didn't think he'd be able to force another orgasm out of me today.
"Lukas, you're going to make me come so hard."
He nods and his hands go to the back of my thighs. "That's my intention, love." He picks me up, the wall supporting my back and slams me down onto his thick length.
I moan, as Lukas cusses under his breath.

His lips go to mine.
My fingers go through his hair as I caress his mouth with my tongue. He tasted delicious, and mouth watering.
As he deepened the kiss, his hips started to move against mine.
My lips part as his lips go to my neck, kissing and suckling on my skin.
I close my eyes riding him as he moved with me.
We gasped and moaned as we moved together in unison, not giving a damn who heard us, or who needed us at the moment.
The only thing we were focused on was our race to climax.

"Kiss me." I begged.
He took my lips again, rough, aggressively as his breathing hitched.
He was going to come soon.
I kissed him back just as aggressively as he pounded harder, and faster into my body.

Helen called his name again but he ignored her, grunting as he bucked his hips into me.
. I moaned loudly, my body becoming rigid as my climax rose.
He moved faster as I tightened around him.
Oh fuck….
"Peyton….god.." Lukas exploded inside of me as I released around him, crying as he groaned and held me in place.
I tipped my head back and closed my eyes as my climax rocked through my entire body, leaving me tired and satiated.
Lukas came warmly inside of me, filling me up.

I was breathless, fighting to get my air back.
I was sweating, hot from the contact.
Lukas grabbed my chin and I opened my eyes to look at him.

"Mr. Kary?" Helen knocked again.
Lukas ignored her again, staring into my eyes.
I stared back into his, oblivious to the bitch outside of his office.

After I refreshed myself in his office bathroom, I came out and he was fixing his clothes and looked to me.
He had that satisfied 'Just-fucked' look on his face.
"Thanks for the afternoon fuck."

He chuckles. "Your welcome, love. Do you want to have real lunch now?"
I nod. "Sure. Just don't order me anything involving ketchup or mayonnaise. The smell has been messing with my stomach lately."

"Salad?" He asked.
I nodded. "Sure."

I got home, and was wiped out. I could not wait to take a bubble bath and crawl into my warm bed.
Justin wasn't home so I had the apartment to myself.
Oddly though, the apartment didn't look the same. Some things were moved around. Books were clumsily unorganized on the bookshelf. The couch was moved slightly from where it's been before, and the table was moved also.
I guess Justin was making an attempt to redecorate.

I shrugged it off went to take my bubble bath.
When I got out, I tied a robe around myself and I stop to slide my hands down the fabric.
I open the bathroom door and lean against the wall by it. I remember the day Lukas first came over and what he did to me, and how good it felt.
It all seemed like so long ago now.

I turn and go to my bedroom and shut the door. Okay, my drawers are open, and my fucking mirror is cracked. I'm going to kill Justin. What the hell was he doing while I was gone?
I sighed and grabbed my phone before laying in my bed. I checked for messages. There was one from Lukas. I opened it:

I enjoyed spending time with you today, love. That was only a part of my office. I still have a lot more things to fuck you against.

I grin at the message and text him back:

I want an audience next time.

I looked to my phone's charge bar and it was getting low.
I opened the drawer of the table next to my bed and was about to reach for my charger when something else caught my eye.

It wasn't the fact that a lot of things were missing from my drawer, but all that was left were my birth control pills.
Pills I haven't taken since my mother called me.
Pills I haven't even been thinking about since she called me.
Pills that I've been distracted from, dealing with the Brian shit and learning about Lukas's shit.
Two weeks had past, and I haven't even touched them. Two weeks of pills that weren't supposed to be in the container were still there, and I haven't taken any.

I grabbed the container and stared at it.
Wait…wait. I closed my eyes trying to go back in time.
My mother called….that was the day I stopped taking them because I was distracted.

I got my period on the sixteenth, and when I went to have lunch with my mother, it was fourteen days after my period. On the last day….Lukas and I…
I opened my eyes and looked back at the pills. I looked to my cracked mirror. Then back at the pills.
I ovulate fourteen days after the first day of my period. My period was on the sixteenth…which put my last ovulation day on September thirtieth. And Lukas fucked me that day. More than once.
I closed my eyes again.

I chuckle.
I'm overreacting.
The upset stomach and sleepiness is only from the stress. I've been overwhelmed by all the bullshit, of course I'm stressed.

I take a pill out and go to get a glass of water.
I take the pill and drink my water before grabbing my phone and calling Justin.

He answered on the second ring. "What's up?"
"Why the hell did you raid my drawer?"
I placed the pills back into my drawer.

"You raided my drawer, cracked my mirror and the living room is all changed. What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything."

"Wait…you didn't move anything?"
"No. What's going on?"

"I came home and I find stuff in the living room moved. I'm finding books all stack sloppily on the bookshelf. I come in my bedroom and my mirror is shattered in pieces, and all the stuff is gone from my drawer."

"Someone was in the apartment?"
"That's what it looks like."

"Lukas? Your dad?"
"Why would either one of them steal anything from my drawer and trash the living room?"

"I don't know, but if I were you, I'd get out of there. The person could still be there."
"You're right. I'm going to call Lukas. You should probably find somewhere else to sleep tonight, Justin."

"Okay. You think it's Florence?"
"Doubt it. She doesn't have a key. Though from the fight we had that day, she probably would wreak hell on the place. So I'm going to call Lukas and pack some things. I'll call you when I get there."

"Okay. Stay safe."
"You too."
I got off the phone with Justin and called Lukas.
I don't know who the fuck would do some shit like this. Yet my only thought would be Florence.

I called Lukas as I packed my bag.
"What's wrong?"

"I think someone was in me and Justin's house."
"What happened?"
"Things are out of place, my mirror is broken and some stuff was stolen."
"I'm on my way."

"Okay. Stay on the phone with me."
"I will, love."
"I don't know why she would do some shit like this." I got up and slammed my suit case onto my bed. I took the clothes from the previous trip out and put some more things in.

"Florence. You don't know her, she's my lesbian friend. Or…was."
"Did you two get in a fight?"

"Somewhat. But then again, I don't think its her because she doesn't have a key to the building. So I don't know. But it wasn't Justin. He's still at work."

"I'm in the car as we speak."
"Okay. I'm getting ready. Just let me know when you're downstairs."
My phone beeped, indicating it was about to die.

"Fuck. I'm going to put you on speakerphone because my phone is about to die and I have to hook it up."

"Okay. What was taken?"
"I had a lot of my stuff in my drawer. Birth certificate because I know I would lose it if I kept it anywhere else. Family pictures of me, dad, and Justin. My old phone. My tablet. My dildo."

There was a pause. "You had a dildo in the drawer?"
"I used it before I met you. Don't judge me."
"Okay then. That's it?"

"Yes. That I know of. I haven't really searched the apartment."
I grabbed my charger from the drawer, ignoring the pills, and plugged it up. I put the phone on speakerphone and hooked it to the charger.

"You should probably look around the apartment to make sure."
"Alright. I'm walking out of the room. I'll be back." I walked to the kitchen. Everything seemed in place. I looked back into the living room, and something was there that I didn't notice before.

My eyes grew wide as I stared into the dead eyes of Jackie. A big, blown up picture of her was taped to my wall. And across the picture were the words, 'Never Forget'.


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