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CHAPTER 3: IMAGINE.

Beep! Beep!!

Tessa hissed once again, did she forget her password once more? She punched the passes once again on her door and this time, with a click, the door opened.

Finally.

Tessa dragged herself inside her apartment, kicking off her shoes just by the door. She just had a stressful day. After the event, she went back to the office to finish some paperwork and further prepare for the contract with Julian.

Speaking of him, Tessa could not help but groan in frustration.

That man had ignited a fire in her but did not care to extinguish it. He literally just fanned the flames. She had been so distracted since after the event that she hadn't let her thoughts wander to him but now she let her thoughts wander to him, and she regretted it.

She dragged her body up and walked to her room, getting rid of all the jewelry on her body as she ventured inside the room.

She needed a shower, it was the best option especially with her feeling antsy.

That man! He baited her...so hateful of him.

He kissed her brains out and left her hanging dry, what to do?

Now all she could think of was the sexy man in a Tux biting her lips and teasing her mounds. She refused to let her mind wander to what could have been if they got a room.

Tessa hissed this thought. She tied her hair into a quite messy bun and went further to slip out of her dress. It seemed like her breasts were glad to be Fred as they bounced out gladly as soon as the dress slipped down to her waist.

She couldn't help but remember the feel of his big hands playing with her tits...if his teeth had as much as a bone down to graze them, she would have — no she did want to think of what she would do.

She walked into the bathroom and did not hesitate to get into the shower.

As she let the water run down her body, her tensed muscles eased like she would drop into a puddle.

"Exactly what I need." She sighed as the water traced down her legs. This was the time her eyes caught her reflection on the glass walls of her bathroom.

Her mounds that he had almost claimed to be his, her lips which were still swollen from his entrapping kisses, and a hickey her hair had been hiding when it was let down earlier. She couldn't help but feel aroused by this thought.

A naughty smile made its way to her lips when she remembered that he had a boner after their short encounter; she was not the only one suffering the aftermath of his teasing.

She arched her back and further let the water run particularly through her chest and down on her tits.

She closed her eyes and let her hands work their way to her mounds, she would pretend it was his warm, large, and pretty hands on her.

She cupped it and further massaged it, eliciting a moan from her throat.

She let her fingers tweak her tits which were already hard. She tried to imagine his hand massaging and flicking her tits, his other hand working its way down to her pussy.

As her hand trailed down to her cave, she could feel the heat and wetness emanating from within. She immediately leaned on the wall and with concentration, she imagined that it was him who rubbed at her clit, that he flicked it and massaged it.

"nigh." She moaned as her finger slipped in. She imagined that it was him that worked his hand in the cave, that when she squirmed, it was his second hand sliding inside her and fucking her. When she ground her hips, it was his hands instead pumping in and out of her.

She bit her lips and left her free hand slammed on the wall as she reached her peak. She knew for a fact that there was no way she was going to survive working with that man without getting the real deal out of him.

She wasn't sure she liked where this was headed. Her brain was fuzzy and her juices spilled down her fingers as she moaned his name.

She cleaned up and showered fully. She padded up to her dresser while fighting with her subconscious. This man was getting a hold of her and she was sure he knew or he wouldn't have pulled that stunt that he had pulled earlier.

She grabbed a loose T-shirt and slid it over her head. She promised herself to shut him out, she only had a few hours of rest and she needed to utilize it as she knew that the next day was going to be a long day.

After turning and tossing, Tessa resigned to looking up and at the ceiling waiting for the sleep to overwhelm her. She glanced to the side and from the corner, she caught her phone sitting on the bedside table and a thought fleeted through her mind.

What if...

Tessa picked up her phone, sat up, and immediately scrolled to her search machine, she immediately typed his name on the search box.

To her surprise, his pictures were splattered around the internet. He was quite the big fish. From all she saw on the internet, he was even the most sought-after bachelor in the socialite world.

Well—that was a given, he was a piece of fine work himself. She wondered why she hadn't seen him at any of the socialite events. While she had heard the name, she never expected that he would be that big a person. Owning several businesses and controlling the business world literally.

When she finally slept off, her phone screen was lit up, On an Instagram page with a quite familiar man's picture on the profile, her hand unbeknownst to her would slip and and tap 'follow'. But for a moment, her dreams were filled with images of this same man going down on her cave.