Dark Horse (13 page)

“
I don’t read the paper.”

“
Why am I not surprised?”

I sighed and took a sip of the champagne in front of me. I offered Henry something to drink then remembered that he had to be focused for his upcoming fight.

“All right, Henry. I’ll play your game. What do you want to know about me?”

“
What do you do?”

“
What do I do?”

“
Yes. What is your job? How do you make a living?”

“
I have millions of dollars, Henry. That’s how I make my living.”

“
Where did that money come from?”

“…
My parents. They worked hard and when they passed I inherited all of their money.”

“
Ah, I see. A little girl who hasn’t worked a day in her life luckily stumbled upon a family fortune. What a wonderful story.”

“
Yes, it’s quite the fairytale, isn’t it?”

I h
ad to bite my lip to stop from raising my voice. I narrowed my eyes and stared back at him. I wouldn’t allow him to get under my skin like he was trying to. Worse insults had been thrown my way before.

“
That explains a lot,” he said.

“
Does it, Henry? Perhaps you’d care to enlighten me.”

“
I think you already know.”

“
Please, Henry. Humor me. It’s rare that I come across someone who’s so willing to be honest with me.”

“
Fine. You want me to be honest with you?”

“
Yes, Henry. Don’t be afraid. After all, we still have our business relationship, don’t we?”

I drank from my glass. Henry hesitated for a moment before he continued.

“You have more money than you know what to do with,” he said to me. “You walk around with your nose in the air like you’re better than everybody else. And you know what? You probably are. You’re able to afford every opportunity to improve yourself because of your fortune. And you didn’t even have to work for it. Your parents were probably throwing money at you before you were even walking.

“
And now that you’re sitting on a pile of cash with nothing better to do, you have men beat the shit out of one another for your own amusement.

“
That’s right, Lanea. I know you’re up to. I don’t read the paper but I’m not an idiot. This isn’t just about you making even more money so you can win a bet. This is about parading around a guy,
me
, so you can impress everybody who has their eyes on you.”

I swallowed and looked away from Henry after he finally stopped talking. Even though we were far away from the oth
er diners, I did my best not to stand up and bite his head off. But just when I thought he was finished, he continued.

“
You’re an arrogant, smug little rich girl,” he said to me. “I’ll play along. But only up to the point that it’s necessary.”

Henry took a
sip of his water to clear his throat. He didn’t look at me after he finished. I started to chuckle to myself, smiling back at him. I didn’t know what it was but I was confused. I should have been insulted by everything he said to me. But nobody had ever put it to me in that manner. I found myself struggling to find a response.

“
Thank you, Henry. It’s rare that anybody gives me such a candid response. It’s nice to know that my generosity is appreciated.”

“
Your generosity is nothing more than an attempt to get on my good side. It’s not charity if you expect something out of it. But that’s fine. As long as I get my money, I’ll be happy.”

“
You’ll get your money, Henry. Just make sure you win your fight.”

There was silence between us. Henry had no interest in di
scussing anything further with me and I had nothing else to say to him. The waiter arrived with our food. Henry and I sat there and enjoyed our dinner separately and together all at the same time. Henry turned his head and looked out at some of the people that were observing us.

“
They’re watching us,” he said.

“
Good. We want them to get the wrong idea about us.”

Chapter 14 - Lanea

Tension was building between us but I didn’t mind. I was beginning to understand why I found Henry so intriguing. I had never met a man, fighter or otherwise, that managed to keep me on my toes in this manner. But I would have my way. I always had my way. I just had to figure out what made him tick so I could ease this tension.

He didn
’t say anything on the way back to my suite. I sat in the limo across from him and spread my legs like I did before. Instead of taking a look, Henry turned his head back to the dark sky of the city. I had quickly learned not to grow frustrated with him.

When we stepped back into my suite, Henry stood at the doorway while I made myself comfortable.

“I have an early appointment tomorrow morning,” he said. “We’re training bright and early. I’m going to get some rest now.”

“
I’m well aware of how hard you’re training, Henry. But that’s no reason to blow me off so quickly.”

“
I think it is, Lanea. Good night.”

“
Wait!”

Henry had his hand on the door when I stopped him. I slowly walked over to him and took his other hand into min
e. He looked down at it as I gently tried to coax him into the room.

“
Please,” I said to him. “You’ve had dinner with me. What’s the harm in spending just a little bit more time with me?”

“
There
is
no harm. But I think I have better things to do. So do you.”

“
I don’t, Henry. You of all people should know that. You’ve figured me out already, haven’t you? Please…”

I gently massaged his hand in both of mine. I could slowly begin to feel his other hand
slipping away from the door.

“
Fine,” he said. “I will keep you company for a few moments. Where is Octavio?”

“
Don’t worry about him. He knows how to take care of himself. Now come. Sit with me.”

I pulled Henry toward the sofa in the center of my suite.

The lights were dim and the fire was burning in the distant fireplace. Nighttime had fallen over the city. The windows of all the skyscrapers were illuminated like white blocks upon them. From here, it was like looking down upon the rest of the world.

Henry s
at there in the only way he could, stiff and rigid. While I poured myself another glass of champagne, I couldn’t help but laugh at him underneath the dim lights of my suite.

“
Okay,” he sighed. “I’m here. How long do you want me to stay?”

“
Why must you protest to my company, Henry?”

“
We’ve already been over this, Lanea. What I think about you has nothing to do with our business arrangement.”

“
You’re right. But that still doesn’t mean you have to act the way you’re acting right now.”

“
There’s no other way to act. I won’t give you what you want, Lanea.”

“
And what is it that I want?”

“
You want to use me like you do those fighters in the ring. I won’t allow it. How many times must I tell you how pointless it is?”

“
Is it so pointless, Henry? You’re a man. The same as any other. I’ve felt the beating of your heart in your chest. I know the blood surges through you. You have desires—”

“
I do not desire you, Lanea. You are nothing more than a pompous little rich girl. A brat who whines and complains to get whatever it is she wants. The fact that I’m sitting here right now is proof that I’ve already done too much.”

“
Henry, I—”

“
No. This is so pointless.”

Henry stood back up from his seat. He grabbed the door handle and I did the same to his arm.

“Let me go,” he said as he pulled my arm away from him.

I stopped him from leaving completely by standing in his way. He suddenly wrapped his arms a
round me and moved me away from the door. I struggled against his arms, kicking my legs in the air at the same time.

“
Stop! Don’t go!” I shouted to him.

As soon as he put me back down on the ground, I got back in front of the door. He was breathing hard th
rough his nose as he stared at me. My dress had been wrinkled against my body. I brushed my bangs away from my forehead and looked at him.

“
Get out of the way, Lanea. Nothing is going to happen.”

I stared into his brown eyes. Something I hadn
’t felt in a long time was beginning to swirl around in my stomach. The way he looked at me and acted around me was unlike any other man I’d met before. He was putting up a fight. It was too much of a fight. I suddenly found myself almost at his mercy. I didn’t know what had come over me but I suddenly found myself pushing up against his body and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“
Henry, I want—”

“
Stop, Lanea—”

I reached my head up and pressed my lips against his mouth. I pulled him in with all of my strength, holding hi
m as close to me as I possibly could. He struggled for a moment before freeing me from his grasp. We stared at one another, breathing hard. I looked into his eyes and did my best to seductively make him feel how I did at the moment.

“
I don’t—”

“
Come on, Henry.”

I moved up closer to him again. I moved my face closer to his but he didn
’t resist. My lips rested gently upon his ear. The blood was surging through him. I could feel it. I almost had him where I wanted him.

“
Fuck me, Henry.”

“
Lanea—”

“
Fuck me, Henry. I’m just a spoiled little rich girl. Teach me a lesson.”

“
No…”

“
This isn’t about what I want, Henry. This is about what you want. Teach me a lesson. Show me that I can’t have everything I want.”

I reached down and felt him beginning to thicken inside of
his pants. I found myself getting wet at the thought of how big he was at his full length.

“
Come on, Henry. This is your chance. Treat me however you want. You know I’m not wearing any panties…”

I could feel him beginning to lose his resolve. He stopped r
esisting. The rigid muscles of his body were no longer trying to push me away. I pulled my head away from the side of his face and looked into his eyes. I narrowed my eyes and breathed hard breaths through my nostrils. He suddenly shot his face toward mine and forced my eyes closed. I groaned inside of his mouth.

I lowered my hands down from his broad shoulders and began peeling his jacket away from his body. He engaged me with a forceful and passionate kiss. He shoved his tongue deep inside of my throat. I
stopped thinking about anything else that was happening.

I fumbled with his belt and undid his zipper while we kissed. Then I reached down and found it. I felt a shudder run through his body as I gripped his cock inside of my hand. The thickness of it sur
prised me but I was still turned-on just the same. I could feel it pulsing inside of my hand as I started to stroke him.

Suddenly, Henry interrupted our passionate kiss. He grabbed both of my arms forcefully and slammed me against the door. I was dazed for
just a moment. The hard man in the suit was still standing there before me, staring at me with a look in his eyes that would have frightened me if I were anybody else. His cock extended straight forward and pointed at me. We stared at one another but didn’t say a single word. We only exchanged our thoughts with intense looks of desire in our eyes.

I reached for the side of my
dress and hiked it up the side of my body. It quickly rose up against my stomach, my bottom half completely exposed. I spread my legs just a little bit to give him a better view of what I had offered him before. The lightly trimmed hair above my folds was like an arrow pointing him in the direction I wanted him to go.

You
’ve already turned me down twice before. You can’t turn it down a third time.

I stood there with my legs spread, bracing myself against the door. He was just inches away from the exit. I co
uldn’t stop him from leaving. There was no way he could go now.

Henry lowered both of his arms and wrapped them around both of my legs. I yelped as he picked me up off of the ground. He pinned me up against the door. The hard door matched the hardness of
his body as he sandwiched me between the two. I looked into his eyes as I could feel the warmth beginning to emit from my center. I could feel him just inches away from my entrance. His soft tip pressed against my warm folds and sent a shudder through my body.

“
Fuck me, Henry. Fuck the spoiled little—hnngh!”

Holy…

Henry shoved himself into me without warning. A white flashed before my eyes like a burst of pleasure. His length filled me up completely. I reached out with both arms and wrapped them around his broad shoulders to brace myself.

Henry didn
’t waste any time. He quickly started to drive himself into me with no remorse. He pounded me against the door. It was loud enough that the entire building could probably hear the room beginning to shake. I clung to him with my arms and legs, hanging onto his body in an attempt to enjoy all of the pleasure that was surging through me.

“
That’s it, Henry. Just like—”

“
Shut up!”

My attempts to encourage him were quickly silenced. Henry thrusted himself into me like he
was angry. I didn’t care where it was coming from at this point. All I knew was that the pleasure was overwhelming my body and I was unable to protest.

My mouth hung open as I tried to search for air. Stuttered moans escaped from my lips. My body started
to sweat and my dress became more crumpled and wrinkled against his body.

Henry started to grunt even louder. It was almost like he was shouting at me. His hands reached from underneath my legs and gripped my ass firmly. He pushed my legs up even higher ag
ainst my body. My knees were almost parallel with my shoulders as he rocked me up against the door.

Just when I was beginning to enjoy myself, he dropped me back down onto my heels. Before I could protest to the sudden interruption, he grabbed the back of
my head. I gasped as he jerked my head back. With a handful of my hair, he forcefully dragged me away from the door and forced me to the ground.

He shoved himself into my mouth. I wanted to complain and tell him to stop but the pleasure was too much. It wa
s a unique experience for me. Never had a man so forcefully made me do this to him before. I didn’t remember the last time I actually had a cock in my mouth.

I tried to bob my head back and forth on his length. Henry didn
’t give me the opportunity to work my neck. He only shoved himself down as deep as he could. I nearly gagged as I felt his tip tickling the edge of my throat. The fluids were dripping out of my mouth and down my chin. Henry pushed himself in as deep as he could. His hilt pressed up against my lips as his length disappeared in my mouth.

He began bucking himself violently against my mouth. I quickly adjusted by expanding my throat as much as I could to take in his size. I looked up at him and could barely see him through hazy vision. Tears wer
e beginning to leak from the sides of my eyes. My makeup ran down the sides of my face, down my cheeks and joined the spit that was dripping onto the ground.

With my hair still tangled in his hand, he suddenly pulled himself out of me. I gasped a deep brea
th, my lungs desperate for the oxygen he had robbed from me. He gripped my mouth with his other hand and forced my mouth open.

Henry grunted loudly as a white line streamed from his entrance. His semen splashed against my face, some of it dripping it into
my mouth. I tried to close my mouth but Henry forced it open. I raised one of my hands up and continued to assist him with his orgasm. The seed spilled upon my face and joined the mess of mascara and saliva that was already upon it.

The last drop of his se
men spilled out of him. The squishy sound of my hand jerking his length slowly died down as I pulled my hand away from him. He released his tight grip from me and I found myself trying to catch my breath. I looked up at him, my vision cloudy. Henry stood there, his chest heaving while he took in deep breaths, beads of sweat dripping down the sides of his face.

He quickly pulled his pants back up and got dressed. He didn
’t say anything to me as he put his jacket back on. I slowly worked my way back up to my feet, wiping away whatever else he had left upon my face with the back of my hand.

He was about to leave when he stopped himself and looked back at me. I didn
’t know what I looked like to him at this point but I had succeeded. I had gotten what I wanted from him.