Passions Pique (Passions Pique Satin's Passion) (7 page)

    
“Good God, is she cumming already?” He thought to himself?

    
“That’s not what I mean, Gwen. I mean condoms!”

    
Gwen started popping the buttons on his shirt off as her pussy began a slow rhythmic stroke. She was so wet.

    
“I know exactly what you meant Derrick. Not an issue. I want you raw. Just like this. I want you to feel every centimeter of my pussy while it’s sucking in every inch of your dick. Feel my pussy, Derrick. Feel it squirting on you as my juices start spilling down your dick. Feel how hot it is in there? Feel me getting even hotter? Wetter? That’s me wanting you Derrick. That’s me wanting you inside of me. Wanting to feel you filling me up. Stroking in and out of my smoking hot little pussy. Wanting to feel you wanting me even more. Needing me. Fucking me. Fuck me Derrick. Fuck me harder.”

    
Derrick’s senses were swimming. His shirt was fully open and Gwen was laying her beautiful 38 double d’s up against his chest. She took hold of his face to steady his gaze upon her own.

    
“See me, Derrick. It’s not enough to fuck me. I want you to see me. Know it’s me. And want it to be me. Choose me now Derrick.”

    
She emphasized her point by grinding her pussy down to the base of his cock.

    
“Choose me, now.”

    
Her face was less than a half inch from his. She snaked her tongue out and parted his lips with it. Derrick’s tongue came out to meet hers and his natural instincts kicked in. And by the third rotation of her hips on his cock, Derrick was mumbling back into Gwen’s open mouth;

    
“Yes,... yes baby.”

    
Gwen immediately started cumming and Derrick knew it. Her pussy was suddenly like a vice grip. She clamped down on his dick and began convulsing. Gwen’s face changed from one of passion to one of pure lust. And they just sat there in that position until the power of that moment had passed.

    
Derrick was far from cumming, but he was enjoying the little spasms he could feel vibrating through his erection from the walls of Gwen’s sex. She was incredibly tight. And now that she had gotten her fix, he was hoping that he could finally get some specifics about what was really going on between Roland and Satin.

    
“Talk to me, Gwen. What has Satin gotten herself into?”

    
Gwen was still reeling from the earthquake that was still sending aftershocks throughout her body. Her equilibrium was off kilter, but she had her arms wrapped around Derrick’s neck for support. She could feel the ripples of his abdominal muscles against the front of her body. And his cologne, smelled like something exotic from overseas. Very intoxicating. Gwen’s nipples were getting hard again. She put her mouth right against his ear and began whispering to him.

    
“Roland has developed a way to control and manipulate small factions of the market. He does this by controlling a few of the most powerful people in the industry through their sexual desires. He exploits their weaknesses and uses it as leverage to effect major changes in the market when least expected. And by being positioned in the right place at the right time, he is able to capitalize on everyone else’s ignorance, creating untold billions in revenue.”

    
Derrick’s dick began to throb inside of her. It was as distracting to him as it was to her.

    
“Roland has another major deal being lined up right now. And he has recruited your beloved Satin to spearhead the project. The problem is I see him putting way too much personal interest into the personal development and training of Satin. And I know what that means. Like I said earlier, I have been with Roland for a very long time now Derrick.”

    
It occurred to Derrick that he could very well be listening to the ramblings of a very jealous and paranoid woman, but he highly doubted it. Gwen was the cream of the crop. And could pretty much do whatever she pleased with whomever she pleased. It didn’t seem logical to believe that she would go to such an extreme if she truly did not believe that it was warranted. Gwen slowly pulled herself off of Derrick’s shaft and took two steps back. She reached for the drawer at an end table on the side of her couch and pulled out some lube. Derrick’s eyes began to bulge. She kept staring at him with these eyes that kept saying “I want you” but he knew full well that this meant nothing to her. She was using him to burn off her stress and frustration. She applied the lube and dropped the tube on the floor. Then she turned her back to him and backed up until her ass hit him in the chest. She put both feet up on the couch seats and slid her ass down the front side of his body until she could feel his erection poking her in the ass. She man handled his cock. Gave it two good strokes, coating it with what lube she still had on her hands and then sunk down until the head of his cock was nuzzled right up against her puckering sphincter. Derrick was scrambling for something to say.

     “Has it occurred to you, Gwen, that maybe you are just over reacting? Maybe it’s not as serious as you think. Maybe once he’s done, he’ll turn his back on her as fast as he chose her.”

    
Gwen was still stroking his cock.

    
“You’re wrong Derrick. Over the last nine years, I have personally brought thousands of women to him for any and every purpose you could ever imagine. And he has never behaved like he is behaving with Satin. In fact, in all of these years, there is only one time that I can ever recall him taking this much interest and devoting this kind of time and effort in a woman.”

    
That was enough to redirect Derrick’s attention.

    
“Really? What did he do with her?”

    
Gwen looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.

    
“That girl was me. And what he did was hire me as his personal assistant, tripled my salary and made me his willing slave for the last 9 years. I can honestly say that I’ve been happily taking it up the ass ever since. Here, let me show you what I mean.”

    
And with that, Gwen sank down, taking all of Derrick’s cock deep inside of her ass. She let out a moan of pure satisfaction as Derrick found himself fighting off his desire to cum.

    
“Oh, my god.” He stammered. “So fucking tight.”

    
Gwen laid back against Derrick’s chest and began to ride him in earnest. She was fucking him with the same intensity and force that she did when he was in her pussy. Her sexual energy was incredible. There was no pain or discomfort on her part. She was greedily devouring everything Derrick had to offer. He started thrusting back inside of her trying to match her enthusiasm. That only spurred Gwen to fuck him harder.

    
“Put your hands against my back, down near my waist.”

    
Derrick obeyed. Gwen was using him as support for balance. That allowed her to focus on raising her body all the way up to the very tip of Derricks cock and then slam back down with the full weight of her body over and over again as fast as she could muster it.

    
“Yessss,...”

    
Gwen was in her zone now. She was holding her left breast and teasing her own nipples with her left hand while teasing and stroking her clit with her right hand. Derrick was desperately trying to keep up with her pace. This was Gwen’s ride. She was clearly in control of this moment. Derrick felt himself melting away by the sensations of his erection hammering itself inside of her ass. It swallowed him so easily, yet gripped him so tightly. A delicious paradox that he found absolutely delightful. It made him want to go harder and faster, but he was at his physical limit. He could feel his entire body beginning to and constrict. Derrick’s head began to swim as he fought against his desire to explode deep inside of her perfectly rounded ass. Derrick could feel the head of dick bouncing off of some kind of mound inside of her. He knew he was hitting her G-spot. And that she was going as crazy as he was. Her thrusts were becoming blows. Gwen was smashing herself against him, as though she was trying to push another inch of Derrick’s shaft inside of her. Her hand became a blur as she continued to stroke her clit and both her and Derrick became lost in the most intense orgasms of their lives. Derrick was lost.

    
“Fuck!”

    
He was cumming deep inside of Gwen’s ass and she was clearly loving every second of it.

    
Gwen’s body went limp as she laid her back against Derrick’s chest, his cock still throbbing inside of her. Her ass milking out the last of his semen. He was completely spent. And Gwen, for the moment, was finally satisfied.

    
“Mmmmm,... Derrick, Derrick, Derrick. Now that is what I call GOOD DICK.” She chuckled. “We have a lot to talk about. Come on, let me show you my shower.”

*****

     Satin’s guilt was getting the best of her. She had gone down to Derricks Suite 3 times now. Either he was still out, or he was just so upset with her that he simply wasn’t answering his door. She knew that she was wrong for the way that she handled him tonight. He was right; they had been the best of friends for too long for her to shut him out like that. Now that she thought about it, it actually made her look guilty of doing something wrong. And the fact that she had actually done something wrong wasn’t helping. There was no way that Derrick could know what she and Roland had done today, but she was suddenly filled with dread, as though he did. Tomorrow she would have to find a way to make it up to him.

Chapter 6:

“The Sting”

     Business hours at Pique Enterprises were Monday through Friday, 9am to 5pm. From their very first day as new hires, Satin and Derrick had always made it a practice to show up 30 minutes early. That gave them time to prep for the day. Derrick would always make a quick run to Starbucks and they would both have a bagel with cream cheese and coffee. This had been their morning ritual for over 10 years. But here it was, 8:45am and Derrick had still not come through the door. And in all of the time that she has known him, Derrick has never been late or has missed a day of work in his life. Anxiety was beginning to set in. Satin tried his cell phone again, but it went straight to voicemail. She picked up the phone at her desk and called Derrick’s office. Derrick’s secretary, Milly might have some idea as to what was going on with him.

    
“Mergers and Acquisitions, Derrick Billings Office, this is Milly speaking, how can I help you today?”

    
“Good morning, Milly. This is Satin Silverstone, has Derrick called in sick or did he get in before I did and is holed up inside of his office?” She was trying to sound cheerful to cover up the stress in her voice.

     “Good morning Ms. Silverstone. No, I haven’t heard from him yet. Usually, by this time, he is in your office having coffee with you. But I haven’t seen any sign of him. It’s got me a little concerned. I tried calling his cell just in case he overslept or something, but it just goes straight to voicemail. This is not like him at all.”

    
“I know. And you’re right, it’s not like him. I tried calling him too, but I got the same thing, voicemail.”

    
“I guess it’s safe to assume that things didn’t go as planned with you two yest,...”

    
Before Milly could finish her sentence Derrick came flying down the hall like a one man stampede. He made a beeline straight towards the time clock so that he could punch in on time. Derrick pushed the ticket in the slot and then checked the time/date stamp on it.

    
“8:59am. Barely made it by the skin of my damn teeth.”

    
He was clearly agitated and wrestling with his briefcase as he returned his time card back to its slot. Satin stepped out of her office to wave good morning to him, but Derrick was clearly making a conscious effort to not look in her direction. He rushed passed Milly without even saying good morning, stepped into his office and slammed the door behind himself. Milly looked across the hall at Satin to get eye contact with her and she mouthed the word; “WOW.” Satin just nodded her head and went back inside of her office. After about 15 minutes Satin couldn’t take it anymore. She called Derrick’s cell again. She got his voicemail again. So she picked up the house phone and called Derrick’s direct line.

    
“Mergers and Acquisitions, Derrick Billings Office, this is Milly speaking, how can I help you today?”

    
Satin was confused. She was sure that she had just dialed Derrick’s direct line.

    
“I’m sorry Milly, I must have misdialed. I was trying to reach Derrick.”

    
“No Ma’am, you didn’t misdial. Mr. Billings has had all of his calls routed to my desk. He said that he is not to be disturbed.”

    
“Not to be disturbed? What is going on with him Milly?”

    
“I’m not really sure Ms. Silverstone. I’ve never seen him like this. And he hasn’t said anything to me. He was fine when he left here yesterday for you two to spend the day together.”

    
Just then, Lila was talking to Satin on her intercom.

     “Ms. Silverstone, you have Mr. Pique waiting for you on line 2.”

    
“Thank you Lila. Milly, I’ll have to call back later. I’ll reach out to him at the end of the business day.”

     “
Yes Ma’am, um, did you want to leave any kind of message for him?”

    
“No, no message. I need to speak with him face to face. You have a nice day, Milly. And don’t let him stress you out.”

    
Satin got off the line before Milly could respond and switched over to line 2.

    
“Good morning Mr. Pique. This is Satin Silverstone. How can I help you this morning?

*****

     Roland watched on his monitors as the morning began to take shape. Clearly Satin was more than just a little upset with not being able to reach Derrick. She was fidgety and pacing back and forth in her office. He watched as she made 5 attempts to contact him. Growing more frustrated after each failed attempt. I spoke volumes to Roland. She was more deeply emotionally involved with Derrick than either Satin or Roland had realized. Her actions were clear indications of a woman mentally and emotionally “IN LOVE” with a man. And though he knew that he could now have her body, it wasn’t enough. What Roland wanted, what he required, was her love and devotion. And there was no way that she could give him that if she already had it reserved for Derrick Billings. Having sex with her was meaningless. He was dangling $100 Million dollars over her head. For that amount any woman on the planet would gladly service his needs. No. What he needed was her sincere desire to want to serve him. He needed for her to love him so much, that his happiness was more important than her own. He needed for her to find her joy and pleasure in the satisfaction that she brought him. He should be her only thought. Her only focus. Her only desire. And for that to happen, Derrick Billings will need to get out of the picture.

    
Roland watched as Derrick came bursting out of the elevator. He expected to see him turn immediately into Satin’s office. Instead, Derrick blazed right passed her door and immediately clocked in. Roland checked the time.

    
“Very close Mr. Billings. By the hairs of your chinny chin chin.” Roland chuckled to himself.

     Roland saw Satin go to her office door and attempt to say good morning to her beau, but Derrick was going out of his way to avoid her. That much was obvious.

    
“What have we here? Trouble in paradise already?” Roland’s smile began to broaden. “This may be easier than I thought.”

    
Roland had been watching Satin for the entire 10 years that she had worked for him. She has always been a pillar of confidence and stability. It was odd to see her so conflicted and confused about what to do next. She paced her office. Dialed out on her cell phone a few times but obviously didn’t get through. Finally she picked up her desk phone. Roland checked his controls to find out who she was calling. 

    
“Ah, Derrick Billings, direct line. Makes sense.”

    
Roland ease dropped on the call.

    
“I’m sorry Milly, I must have misdialed. I was trying to reach Derrick.”

    
“No Ma’am, you didn’t misdial. Mr. Billings has had all of his calls routed to my desk. He said that he is not to be disturbed.”

     “Not to be disturbed? What is going on with him Milly?”

    
Roland realized that if he left this unchecked, that Satin’s feelings for Derrick were going to derail her from her path. Already she was obsessing over him to the point of not being able to focus on her other duties. He would have to get personally involved. Roland picked up his office phone and called Satin’s office. He watched her on the monitors with a smug look on his face as he purposely interrupted Satin’s phone call with Milly.

    
“Thank you for calling Pique Enterprises, you have reached the office of Ms. Satin Silverstone, this is Lila, how may help you?”

    
“Good morning to you, Lila, Roland Pique here. Is Ms. Silverstone available?”

    
“Good morning, Sir, she is on line one, but I will have her on the line with you in less than 30 seconds.”

    
“Thank you Lila. I appreciate that.” He smiled.

    
Lila, placed Roland on hold and then buzzed Satin.

    
“Ms. Silverstone, you have Mr. Pique on line 2.”

    
“Thank you Lila. Milly, I’ll have to call back later. I’ll reach out to him at the end of the business day.”

    
“Yes Ma’am, um, did you want to leave any kind of message for him?”

    
“No, no message. I need to speak with him face to face. You have a nice day, Milly. And don’t let him stress you out.”

    
Roland was feeling full of himself. He successfully refocused her attention off of Derrick and back onto the mission at hand. Now he needed to solidify the maneuver.

    
“Good morning Mr. Pique. This is Satin Silverstone. How can I help you this morning?”

    
“Good morning Ms. Silverstone. Have you had the opportunity to work out the details in that rough draft you were telling me you had last night? I don’t mean to micro-manage, but you know what we have at stake here. So it’s my job to make sure that everyone is on point for their individual tasks. We have an incredibly small window of opportunity to work with here. I don’t want to take chances with anything. So I need to know where we currently stand.”

    
“Absolutely Mr. Pique. I have worked out all of the details. All that is needed now is for me to brief all of the parties involved so that we can make the proper preparations.”

     “Excellent. What do you need?”

    
“The only thing that I will require is the services of the same 5 ladies that you originally had with Natsu in the video you showed me last night.”

    
Roland smiled. Just as he suspected, Satin had a natural instinct for this. He knew where she was going and felt a tinge of excitement in his loins.

    
“Not a problem. The ladies are full time staff here at the towers. I can have them up here in my office in 10 minutes. Or do you need more time than that to prepare for a full presentation?”

    
Satin didn’t even hesitate.

    
“No Sir, 10 minutes is perfect. I’ll gather my things and then I’m on my way to your office.”

    
“Wonderful. I’ll see you in a few.”

    
Roland watched as Satin hung up the phone and then just as he expected, her auto-pilot kicked in and she was back to being focused on the task at hand. Just like that, Derrick Billings was no longer an obstacle and Satin Silverstone was a woman on a mission.

    
Roland changed his selection from Satin’s office to “The Ladies Suite.” It was the day time office of his “Ladies in waiting.” Roland pushed the button for the loud speaker. 

    
“Good morning Ladies.”

    
All of the ladies sang out with a well rehearsed version of the Charlie’s Angels greetings:

    
“Good Morning Mr. Pique.” They beamed.

    
“Ladies, I have a new job for you with an old friend. Take the service elevator and be in my office in 10 minutes please for a full briefing.”

    
Again, the ladies sang out in unison.

    
“Yes Sir, Mr. Pique.”

    
Roland came out of his control room and back into his office pushing the button that closed the doors and restored the false wall behind his desk. Gwen was waiting for him at his office door with her notebook and Roland’s coffee.

    
“Ah, Gwen, prepare the boardroom for full briefing. We will have guests in about 5 minutes.”

    
“The boardroom is already prepared Sir and fully stocked. Do I need to prepare for something, special?”

    
Roland stepped over to the window to gaze out at the Atlantic Ocean.

    
“Special? No. Not yet. Let’s see what Ms. Silverstone has in mind first and then we will take it from there.”

***** 

     For 10 years now, Derrick has followed the exact same routine. He gets up at 5:30am and goes for his morning run down on South Beach. It’s 5 miles and usually takes about 30 minutes to complete. After his run, he returns to the building and uses the gym facilities for a 45 minute workout. At the end of that he has just enough time to shower, dress and make a quick run to Starbucks to pick up his eternally standing order of 2 bagels and two coffees. Already in the bag and waiting for his pick up as soon as he hits the door. Then he normally makes it into the office by about 8:30am where he and Satin talk about the days goal, what strategies will or will not work, backing each other up on any back up that either party may have as far as paperwork or work load and prepping for the day. It has always been that way. It has never been missed. Or altered in any way in over a decade,... until today.