Intense Desires

Intense Desires

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Sophia Joseph is married to her job, she don’t have the time for relationships or a family. When her company goes bankrupt, Sophia finds herself broke and alone, but that is the least of the problem she has to face. Her biggest challenge is finding a job before she end up visiting the soup kitchen and sleeping on the street. That isn’t the life she dreamed of and she will not to settle for less. But can she control her destiny or will desperation leads her to it? Leif Spencer has everything he could ever want and more, but still there is something missing. He wants a woman he can call his own. His strong desire to possess and dominate has gotten intense, and he need to free the beast that had being locked away for too long. When Leif decides to submit an advertisement to the local work agency, all he requires was someone with the experience and qualifications for the position. He didn't know what to expect. Will his decision change his life forever- will it fill the missing part in his life?

Summary

Sophia Joseph is married to her job, she don’t have the time for relationships or a family. When her company goes bankrupt, Sophia finds herself broke and alone, but that is the least of the problem she has to face. Her biggest challenge is finding a job before she end up visiting the soup kitchen and sleeping on the street. That isn’t the life she dreamed of and she will not to settle for less.
But can she control her destiny or will desperation leads her to it?

Leif Spencer has everything he could ever want and more, but still there is something missing. He wants a woman he can call his own. His strong desire to possess and dominate has gotten intense, and he need to free the beast that had being locked away for too long. When Leif decides to submit an advertisement to the local work agency, all he requires was someone with the experience and qualifications for the position. He didn't know what to expect.
Will his decision change his life forever- will it fill the missing part in his life?

Chapter1 (v.1)

Author Chapter Note

Sophia Joseph was married to her job, she didn't have the time for relationships or a family. When her company went bankrupt, Sophia found herself broke and alone. But that was the least of her worries. Her biggest challenge was finding a job before she ended up visiting the soup kitchen and sleeping on the street. That wasn't the life she dreamt of and she wasn't going to settle for less. But can she control her destiny or will desperation leads her to it? Leif Spencer had everything he could ever wanted and more. But still there was something missing. He wanted a woman he could call his own. His strong desire to possess and dominate was getting too intense and he needed to let the beast out, that had being locked away far too long. When he decided to submit an advertisement to the local work agency, all he required was someone with the experience and qualifications for the position. He didn't know what to expect. Will his decision change his life forever- will it fill the missing part in his life?

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 21, 2014

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Sophia Joseph climbed onto the bed and turned on the laptop as she towelled her wet hair and waited for it to boot up, which seemed to take forever. Well she couldn’t complain, it was an old laptop and it was fair to say that it has done its time to the full. Although it was time like those that she wished she could afford a new one. But that was wishful thinking in her situation with no job and no income. It had been five months since she was out of a job and thing wasn’t going well. Sophia thanked God for the little she had managed to save over the years, which wasn’t much. But it was all she had at the time so she was grateful. After writing and submitting what seemed like a hundred resume to different companies, there still wasn’t any luck. She was getting tired; she knew she had to find a job, and quick. The laptop screen lit up and Sophia sighed in relief as she moved the damp towel from her hair. Long, damp auburn strands fell down her shoulders as she positioned herself in front of the laptop to check her emails and the newest advertisement on the job site.

Caring Hands, a home for the elderly, was one of the biggest in the Nursing Industry. And Sophia had worked there as a Nurse for over four years until they bankrupted and had to shut down. It was very sad, she loved her job and she also enjoyed working with the elderly. The Manager, Mr Gray, was a nice man and she had really felt it for him the day he had to announce that he was going out of business. Sophia was good at what she did, and after pushing herself through Nursing School and College, she was sure with her qualifications she would’ve gotten a job already, damn the economy. Sophia skipped through her emails, there wasn’t anything interesting and she also checked her spam folder to be sure she didn’t miss anything. The constant disappointment had become frustrating. But she was never the type to give up easily. She wouldn’t give up because of selfish people who didn’t have the generosity to contact her or reply to her email. Although sometimes she sure felt like screaming so loud the whole world would pay attention.

A beep sounded, the notification icon highlighted and flashed in sequence. Sophia clicked on the icon quickly as she wanted to be the first to read and reply. She was sure there were other desperate unemployed persons out there on the alert as well. She began to read.

“Private Nurse needed to care for an elderly female, must have all the required qualifications”

Her face glowed with excitement as she quickly clicked reply and typed, then she hit the send button. It has been awhile since she saw an advertisement that was in her field of work. Could it be the miracle she prayed for? Had her prayers being answered? She hoped they had.

Another beep sounds, then another, and the notification icon lit up again yanking her out of her thoughts. Sophia opened the notification and read first one advertisement then the other as her fingers moved swiftly typing her responses. One of the advertisement was about a single father seeking a live in nanny and the other was about some obviously rich guy seeking a housekeeper. Sophia wasn’t really interested in any of the two, well not as much as the first. But in her situation she couldn’t afford to be picky, she was too desperate. If she couldn’t find a job as a Nurse right away, she was damn sure it couldn’t hurt working as a Nanny or a Housekeeper for a few months, until she regain her rightful position in society. After all she was good with children, even though she didn’t have any of her own. And she knew how to do laundry, clean a house and prepare a decent meal. Thanks to her Grandmother and her home economics glass back in high School.

Sophia sighed.

She was exhausted. She had replied to all three advertisements, all she had to do was wait and see what happened.

Growing up Sophia was an only child. She didn’t have siblings to play with or to keep her company; she was used to being alone. When she was twelve her parents died in a tragic car accident, she was then taken in by her aunt, Silvia and her husband, John. They had two children, Mark and Kate. They treated her good as if she was one of their own, and Mark and Kate were like her brother and sister. They were the only family she had left. Sophia had left home when she was eighteen, right after finishing high school. She worked hard to put herself through Nursing School and College, on holidays she still visits and is always welcome with the same warmth and love. And there she was, thinking she was thirty years old and jobless with only a couple bucks to her name. Thank God for her only friend, Ann, that introduced her to the website. Ann was a friend she met in College and she was always there for her. Ann was always telling her she needed a life, constantly reminding her how lonely and boring her life was.

"You need to go out. Meet someone, date, have fun, and live some life girl."

Ann’s voice ripped through her mind, her words of advice were so true. Sophia had tried living life. But life never seemed to agree with her. She did went out and she met someone, Paul Jameson. They dated and it went as far as Paul proposing to her. But it didn’t work out, she had to break off the engagement, she couldn’t marry, Paul. He was sweet, smart and she loved so many things about him. But something was missing, Paul didn’t possess the qualities she wanted in a man. She felt real bad for hurting him when she broke off the engagement, Sophia had tried to comfort him, telling him they could still be friends. He still call her from time to time to check up on her and also with the hope that they would get back together.

Sophia winced and ran her finger through her hair. She could feel a headache coming on, she always got those when the memories of her past came rushing back, accompanied by a tingling of sadness. The bed had never felt more comfortable as she snuggled into the softness of the pillows and waited for sleep to consume her.

Leif Spencer walked into the room and stopped abruptly. The slender form of the woman laying naked on the bed caught his attention. She looked so young and beautiful as always. Blindfolded and tied helplessly to the bed, long blonde curls splayed out on the pillows as the dim light of the room washed over her, causing her skin to glow. She looked like a sacrifice laid out, waiting to be claimed. But Leif didn’t want to claim her, he wanted to play, to fuck like an animal. And that was exactly what he felt like, an animal, a darker being that had been deprived. The little random play sessions setup by, Madam Femi every now, and then at the private club wasn’t enough to quench his thirst, he needed more. Not that he had problems getting a woman, he didn’t. Women threw themselves at him every day. But for some reason none of them interest him to the point where he wanted to make her his. There are sometimes when he dreaded growing old and alone without a woman to call his own. Well that didn’t seem to be happening anytime soon by the way things was looking.

She listened as he approached the bed slowly, his strides were sure and filled with intent. She took a deep breath as the sound of his footsteps moved toward her. She knew it was him; she knew his scent, that expensive cologne, that slow catlike movement. He was never in a hurry as if he had all the time in the world. And although she didn’t know his name or seen his face, she could tell a lot about him. The only conversation they ever has was during their sessions in the bedroom, one of the special rooms that Madam, Femi reserve only for her top-notch VIP clients. The only words she was allowed to use were yes, no, please, thank you, I am sorry, and Sir. She wasn’t to speak unless spoken to, his rules and commands were always clear. Before starting a session he would tell her to be a good girl and he would often reward her after. He left her gifts. Sometimes extra cash, perfumes, and jewellery. There was something about that man, he was a mystery.

Leif stood at the bedside, then he spoke, his voice was deep. “Kitten.”

“Yes, Sir.” The woman answered, her voice sounded soft an nervous.

“Have you been a good girl?” He crooned as he open and pulled his belt from it's loops. His cock was hard, pushing against his pants and he wasn’t interested in talking, he just wanted to fuck. The woman’s body shivered and her nipples hardened. He reached down and took one rigid nipple between his fingers, and pinched it.

The woman moaned, and squirmed as pleasure shot throughout her body.

Her lips parted slightly and her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips. Fuck! She had such lovely pair of lips and he wanted to feel them wrapped around his cock already.

“I am going to untie your hands, Kitten, I want you to get on your knees.” He said as he began to loosen the knot that secured her slender wrists to the headboard.

“Yes, Sir.” The woman answered getting up from the bed and moving to kneel on the floor. Her legs were spread wide, giving him a view of her inviting pussy and her back arched thrusting her nipples upward as her long blonde curls escaped down her back. Leif stepped forward and stood in front of the woman, towering over her. He was loving every minute; he liked an obedient woman kneeling at his feet. And she was very obedient, it was one of the many thing he liked about her. He reached down and took a fistful of silky blonde curls and bunched it into a firm grasp, forcing her face upward so he could look at her.

The woman gasped loudly.

Leif loved the sound of her Sharpe intake of breath.“That’s a pretty little mouth you have there, Kitten. I should fuck it.” His voice was deep, and raspy.

With his hand still fisted in her hair, he told her to get on all fours. “Follow where I lead, kitten.” He ordered as he walked toward the couch at the far end of the room, the woman crawled across the floor behind him. He sat down on the couch and pulled her gentle between his thighs as he unzipped his pants and watched as she licked her lips in anticipation. She had always loved sucking his cock and he liked the way it stretched he lips. His cock sprang free of his boxers and he guided her mouth towards his engorged shaft. She opened her mouth and took him deep inside, and he moaned as she began to suck, lick and caress him, moving up and down then twirling her tongue around the purple mushroom head of his cock.

“Yes, Kitten, that’s it.” He crooned, encouraging her. “No touching. I only want to feel those sexy lips.”

His hands tightened in her hair, guiding her as she sucked him, and when she lifted a hand to touch him he pushed her hand away. “Put your hands behind you, Kitten. If you touch me I am going to spank you.”

The woman moaned.

Her pussy creamed at his words and her body shivered involuntarily. She knew; she had felt those hands on her ass before, big, strong, and hard.

Leif stood up taking her with him, her hair still fisted in his hand. Her legs were weak and shaky, and she grabbed on to him for support as he turned her around swiftly and bent her over the couch.

“You touched me, Kitten.” He drawled from where he stood behind her, there was a hint of mockery in his voice.

“I am sorry.” The woman said, her voice was shaky just above a whisper.

He chuckled, a deep menacing sound escaped him. “There is nothing to be sorry about, Kitten, I was going to spank that pretty little ass anyway.”

Leif’s hand landed on the woman’s upturn ass with a loud smack followed by another, the second sounding louder than the first.

The woman cried out sharply.

He had always love her little cries of pain and pleasure and the way her ass blush the brightest shade of crimson. His cock got harder with each smack and each cries that escaped her lips. Her pussy was swollen and wet. He reached over and pulled a condom from his wallet, he had always being careful, and practiced safe sex. The woman whimpered and wiggled her ass, pushing backwards as if she was silently asking for something more. He knew exactly what she needed; he knew what he needed. Leif swiftly pulled the condom from its pocket and rolled it onto his shaft, then he positioned himself and entered her from behind in one smooth thrust. He let out a hoarse cry as her warm pussy gripped him and her juices coated his cock.

The woman screamed out and held on to the couch as if she was hanging on for dare life. “Please, Sir, please.” She begged, sounding desperate.

He loved that; he loved it when she beg. “Please what, Kitten? He asked, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

She was blindfolded, helpless and bent over beneath him, begging him to fuck her. That was what he needed, what he craved. To control; to dominate; to claim.

“Fuck me, Sir! Please fuck me!” The woman screamed desperately.

He started to fuck her with long hard strokes while he pulled on her hair, dropping a couple smacks on her ass every now and then to heighten the sensation.

The woman beneath him moaned and whimpered as his thrusts intensified, fucking her harder and deeper until she came apart screaming and trembling.

Leif could feel his release building like a wave rushing for the shores. His cock got harder as he tunnelled in and out of the woman’s wet pussy. Her cries were getting to his head, encouraging him to fuck her harder. He grunted, and a hoarse animal like sound ripping from his chest as he erupted filling the condom with his juices. He wished he could’ve removed the condom and filled her womb instead, and watch as his seed drip from her pussy. Fuck! He needed to find her. Leif pulled himself from the woman’s body and went into the bathroom to clean up. When he came back into the room, the woman was lying limp on the couch. He knew she must be exhausted; he had ridden her long and hard. After getting dressed, he pulled a small velvet box from his jacket and placed it on the table beside the couch. He always left her something; he liked her. She was a nice, beautiful woman and he thought she deserved something. Leif reached down and caressed the woman’s cheek gently for a brief moment with the back of his hand.

“You did great tonight, Kitten.” He said.

A smile splayed on the woman’s face. “Thank you, Sir.” She replied.

He turned and left the room. ?


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