DESIRE AND LUST
Desire And Lust – Chapter 67&68
{°° Forbidden Desire °°}
©Lana
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Ana walked away from Ryan, she felt his eyes still on her back.
She smiled politely, brushing her dress down, but inside, her mind spun.
Seeing Ryan again had brought up old memories .. not bad ones, just… unexpected.
Mr. Kings stood a few feet away, watching the whole exchange.
His fists were in his pockets, but the tension was all over his face.
He wasn’t smiling.
Not even pretending to.
His jaw was tight, his chest rising slowly like he was counting his breaths.
He had seen the hug.
He had seen her smile at another man.
And that hug? It wasn’t just a hello.
It lingered ..too long for his liking.
Ana returned to his side, holding a small glass of champagne, unaware of the storm brewing inside him.
“You’ve been gone a while,” Mr. Kings said casually, but there was a sharpness to his tone.
“I ran into someone I used to work with. Ryan,” she replied with a small smile.
“He just wanted to say hi.”
Mr. Kings didn’t answer immediately.
He sipped his drink, then looked at her, his voice low.
“Looked more than just a ‘hi’ to me.”
” Are you jealous?”Ana asked eyebrows raised.
He chuckled, but it wasn’t warm.
“Should I not be? The man hugged you like you were his long-lost lover.”
Ana narrowed her eyes, half teasing. “You’re overreacting.”
“No, I’m not,” he said, stepping a little closer, lowering his voice so only she could hear.
“I don’t like seeing another man touch what’s mine.”
Her eyes widened slightly at that. “Yours?”
Mr. Kings leaned in, his breath warm at her ear.
“Don’t make me say it twice, Ana.”
She swallowed hard, caught between the heat of his stare and the stubborn flutter in her chest.
“I didn’t do anything wrong,” she said quietly, but she didn’t step away.
Mr. Kings studied her, then gave a small nod. “Just don’t give him another hug. Next time, I might not be so calm.”
Ana smirked, sipping her drink. “You? Calm? That’s new.”
He chuckled, but his eyes still hadn’t softened.
“I want to pee” She suddenly said, Mr Kings stare at her, for moment studying her face..
Before he nodded, he could already see the drunkeness in her eyes..
***
Alexa nudged Ryan’s arm playfully, then looked up at him with a teasing smile.
Ryan rolled his eyes, already sensing trouble.
“That look on your face… I know it,” he muttered.
“What do you want now?”
“I just want to know…” she said, drawing out the words.
“How do you know her?”
Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Who?”
“Ana,” Alexa repeated. “Charlie’s assistant.”
“Oh.
Ana,” Ryan nodded. “She used to work for Uncle Alfred, back in the day.”
“Really?” Alexa looked genuinely surprised.
“Yeah.”
“Wait… what happened? Was she your girlfriend or something?” Alexa asked, eyes narrowing with suspicion.
Ryan chuckled and gently pinched her nose.
“Don’t start talking nonsense. We weren’t like that. We were just friends. Anna… she’s that kind of person everyone liked. Gentle. Warm. Always greeted guests with a smile. When I helped out Uncle Alfred, I saw her a lot. We talked. We clicked. But that’s it.”
Alexa didn’t seem convinced. “Doesn’t look like just friends to me.”
Ryan slipped his hands into his pockets and gently removed Alexa’s arm from around his.
“I’m not doing this with you. You can keep imagining whatever you want.”
He paused, then leaned in a bit. “But be honest… do you see what I see?”
Alexa frowned. “What?”
“Charlie,” Ryan said, gesturing across the room.
“Do you think he likes Ana?”
Alexa froze for a moment before replying.
“Why do you say that?”
“Look,” Ryan nodded in their direction.
“The way he’s looking at her right now? That’s not a boss looking at his employee.”
Alexa followed his gaze.
Mr. Kings stood close to Anna.
His expression unreadable intense.
His body leaned slightly toward her as if protecting her from the room itself.
His eyes stayed fixed on her, even when someone else tried to speak to him.
Alexa quickly shook her head. “You’re imagining things. She’s his personal assistant. That’s all. He’s like this with all his staff.”
Ryan scoffed. “You really believe that?”
“You’re reading into nothing,” Alexa snapped, her tone sharp now.
“Charlie Kings doesn’t mix business with pleasure.”
Ryan tilted his head. “You sure about that? Because the way he looked at me when I hugged her? That wasn’t just possessive. That was jealousy.”
Alexa crossed her arms but said nothing.
“Come on, Alexa. You’ve worked around Charlie long enough. You know what I’m saying is true,”
Ryan added as his eyes followed Mr. Kings leading Anna out of the crowd, his hand gently resting on the small of her back.
Alexa scoffed under her breath.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Anna’s just his assistant. You? You’re the one imagining things.”
Then she brushed past Ryan deliberately, bumping his shoulder harder than necessary.
Ryan watched her go, then turned back to the scene before him.
His eyes narrowed as he watched Mr Kings and Ana disappear behind a curtain into the quieter side of the ballroom.
“Interesting,” he muttered.
***
“You’ve been drinking too much,” Mr. Kings said, his voice soft as he guided Ana toward the quieter hallway off the ballroom.
Ana turned, guilty but playful.
“I’m not drunk,” she giggled.
“I just feel like drinking more. Everyone’s handing me champagne like… well, like it’s water.”
Mr. Kings smiled and slipped his hands into his pockets.
He looked at her, her hair styled perfectly, the short black dress clinging to her curves, her cheeks flushed.
She looked damn good.
Dangerous, even.
“Can we go home?” he asked quietly.
Anna froze mid‑step, her heels wobbling.
He caught her effortlessly, easing her back to steady footing.
“ f+k.. take it easy,” he murmured.
“What’s wrong with you?”
She looked at him, eyes smiling softly with trouble brewing.
Then, without warning, she reached up,.
Hands brushing his neck, and tipped up onto her toes, kissing him softly.
His breath caught.
Mr. Kings glanced around.
The hallway was empty, just soft music pulsating from the ballroom and muffled voices in the distance. They were alone.
When Ana pulled back, she held him close.
Her cheeks still pink.
Her eyes half‑closed, lips parted.
“You know I love you,” she whispered.
His chest tightened.
“I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you, you are arrogant and mean but I love everything about you” she said, hands pressed on his chest, fingers tracing the fabric of his jacket.
He chuckled low, looking down at her.
“And I love you too baby doll, ” Can we go home now, my love?” he asked in a gentler tone.
Anna smiled lazily.
“Yes… let’s go. You can do whatever you want tonight, fight me, argue with me, love me, kiss me, fuck me I’ll be ready. Up for anything.” She threw her head back, laughing, and the hem of her short dress climbed a bit higher.
Mr. King inhaled sharply.
“You’re driving me insane,” he said, his voice low.
Ana wrapped her arm around him, leaning into his side.
“You know… I’ve never had sex in a hotel before. So many people say it’s different. Exciting.” She whispered it carefully, a playful look in her eyes.
He gave a deep laugh.
Before she could say more, he gave her a light smack on her a+s.
Anna gasped and giggled at the same time.
“You’re dangerous,” he murmured close to her ear.
“And you love it,” she replied softly, her voice melting into a whisper as they walked toward the exit together, him leading, her by his side.
—
They stepped out into the cool night air, Anna’s heel slipped slightly on the pavement.
“Oops,” she said, grabbing onto Mr. King’s arm like a lifeline.
“Okay, maybe… just a little drunk.”
He gave her a knowing look. “You nearly tackled the floor back there.”
Ana waved her hand dramatically.
“I was dancing with gravity. It didn’t like me tonight.”
Mr. Kings chuckled, unlocking the car door.
“Get in, drunky.”
She turned to him and pouted. “You’re so mean to me when I’m helpless and adorable.”
“You’re not helpless. Just unstable.”
“Well, at least I’m emotionally stable,” she said, proudly pressing a finger to his chest before promptly missing and poking the air.
“Okay… maybe not physically.”
He helped her into the car, and she flopped onto the seat like it was the best mattress she’d ever known.
“This leather is so smooth… Like your face. Do you moisturize?”
He raised a brow, closing the door and walking around to the driver’s side.
When he slid in, she was poking the headrest.
“This is a nice car, Mr. CEO. Is it Italian? It feels Italian. Or French. It smells like power and espresso.”
Mr. King started the engine.
“You’re not going to remember any of this, are you?”
“Oh, I’ll remember,” she said, wagging her finger.
“I’ll remember how you abandoned me to the champagne sharks. They circled me. I had no choice but to drink.”
“You drank four glasses in under ten minutes.”
“And I survived. That’s what matters.”
He looked over at her.
She was leaning back, eyes half-lidded, humming something that sounded suspiciously like the Titanic theme.
“You okay?” he asked.
“I’m flying, Jack,” she whispered dramatically.
He burst out laughing. “God, you’re ridiculous.”
She beamed. “But adorable, right?”
He didn’t answer,just reached out, took her hand, and kissed her knuckles.
“Dangerously.”
“I don’t want you to kiss my hand. I want you to kiss my lips,” Ana said, her lips pouted.
Mr. Kings didn’t take his eyes off her as she leaned closer.
He gently put his hand on her forehead and pushed her back gently.
“I’m driving, baby doll. You want us to get into an accident? Don’t tempt me.”
She giggled and threw her head back on the car seat.
“You say that because you’re scared, but I don’t care if you’re driving. You can do so many things while driving, you can kiss me, spank my ass, f+k me… or whatever you want. Remember that day you finger-fucked me in the car while Antonio was watching? Did you forget who started that? Why can’t you finish it today?” She gave him a mischievous glance.
Mr. Kings shook his head, feeling his cock harden again.
Damn, she looked so pretty and damn irresistible.
“I’m not gonna do that, baby girl. We’re going to the hotel like I promised. Then I’ll fuck you all night long and never let you sleep.”
Anna giggled and open the car window, sticking her head out.
“Hey, everyone! I’m so excited! My boss is going to fuck me in a hotel today! I love him! I love him so much!”
Mr. King chuckled, pulling her back into the car and closing the window just as a driver in a nearby car gave them the middle finger.
“F+k you, bi+ch! We don’t want to hear you screaming like some crazy person, go to hell, f+king bi+ch!” the female driver shouted.
Ana laughed and leaned out again.
“F+k you too! You’re just jealous because you’re not the one getting f+ked by your boss tonight!”
Mr. King laughed and wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her firmly back inside.
“Stop it, baby doll. You’re gonna get us in trouble.”
She giggled.
“She started it. She’s just jealous because she’s not the one getting some nice d+k tonight.” She sighed, throwing her head back again.
Mr. King shook his head, watching her with a soft smile.
She looked so pretty, so cute, ..
Cheerful,completely different from the bold, dangerous woman she was around others. Today, she was just adorable.
Then she glanced at him again, eyes sparkling.
“Do you promise you’re gonna fuck me tonight?” Her hand went to her breast, teasing.
“F+k, Ana. Stop it,” he said, half laughing, half breathless.
“I promise you’ll get that. Now, can you relax for me, baby ?” He slid his hand over her thigh.
Ana smiled cutely and gagged softly, making Mr. King drool all over again.
Anna bit her lip, eyes sparkling with mischief. “So, you’re saying I have to behave until we get to the hotel? That’s going to be hard.”
Mr. Kings smirked, his fingers still tracing slow circles on her thigh.
“Oh, baby, if you think this is hard, wait until I’m alone with you behind closed doors. You won’t be able to keep your hands off me.”
She giggled, suddenly grabbing his tie and tugging him closer. “Is that a challenge, Mr. Kings?”
He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “Definitely a challenge… but you’d lose.”
Ana’s eyes widened. “Lose? I never lose.”
He grinned. “We’ll see about that.”
Then his voice dropped lower, thick with promise.
“But for now… behave, or I might have to pull over and punish you right here.”
Her breath hitched and she giggled. “Punish me? In the car? Seriously?”
“Mhmm.” He gave her a wicked smile.
“Imagine what I could do with just one hand on the wheel and the other on you.”
Anna’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red as she pretended to think it over.
“That sounds… dangerous. And incredibly hot.”
Mr. King chuckled. “Dangerous and hot, that’s my specialty.”
She laughed, then suddenly grabbed his tie and pulled him in for a quick, teasing kiss.
“Okay, Sir. I’ll behave… for now.”
“But only for now,” he whispered back, sliding his hand up her thigh just a little more.
Ana grinned. “Good. Because once we get to the hotel, all bets are off.”
He gave her a slow, knowing smile. “I can’t wait.”
****
✨At the Hotel ✨
Inside the Elevator
“I can’t take it anymore,” Anna said breathlessly, hands pressed against Mr. King’s chest.
The elevator doors began to close.
“I want you now,” she whispered, pulling him by his as she kissed him.
Mr. King kissed her back, rough, hungry, and desperate.
Anna shuddered against him, her c+nt throbbing with need.
She couldn’t wait to be under him, to feel his c+k inside her.
“Please… oh God,” she moaned aloud.
Mr. Kings’s hand moved to the back of her neck, not tight, just enough to hold her still as his lips devoured hers.
His tongue slid along hers, then moved to her ear, sweeping over her skin as she moaned against the kiss.
******
Mr. Kings closed the door behind them, his lips still on hers, kissing her harder and rougher.
Small moans escaped between their kisses as his hand groped her a+s, pulling her close.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as he walked her to the other side of the room, where the counter stood, closer to the window balcony.
“I love you,” he murmured, his voice low as he kissed her neck, sucking gently until her head fell back with a soft moan.
His hand slipped inside her pants, rubbing her clit. “You’re so wet, baby
” he whispered,
“Just for me? You get like this for me?”
“Ahh!…please,” Anna moaned, her head tilted back,
.
“Just take me already. Stop teasing.”
She reached down, her hand going to his trousers and pulling them down.
“You know,” Mr. Kings said, voice husky as he helped slide his p+nts off,
“I’ve realized something…”
“What?” Anna asked breathlessly.
“I’ve never used a condom with you,” he said.
Anna shuddered as he teased her entrance with the tip of his c+k.
“I’m on the pill,” she replied quickly.
He smirked.
“I wouldn’t even mind if you got pregnant by me, baby,” he said, his voice heavy with desire.
Anna moaned as he slowly pushed inside her.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned again, his breath warm against her neck.
Anna gasped, holding onto him tighter as he filled her slowly, letting her feel every inch of his hard c+ck.
“Don’t stop…” she whispered, her voice trembling, a mix of need and pleasure.
Mr. King moved with control at first, his lips brushing her ear.
“You feel too good, baby. I could stay like this all night,” he said, kissing her temple as he began to move deeper.
Anna moaned softly, her legs tightening around his waist, her p+sy throbbing against him.
“Then don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
He chuckled breathlessly. “So demanding when you’re needy.”
“You like it,” she whispered against his lips, .
Before pulling him into another kiss, one that left her dizzy.
He moved faster now, each thrust making her cry out softly, her fingers digging into his back.
The room was filled with the sound of their bodies moving together, and the soft music playing from somewhere outside the room only made it feel more surreal.
“You’re mine, Anna,” he said between thrusts, his voice low and possessive.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours,” she gasped,
“Only yours.”
His lips crashed into hers again, deeper, hungrier, like he needed to prove it, show it, feel it.
Ana felt the build-up growing inside her like fire.
She clung to him, her moans turning breathless.
“Charlie… I’m… I can’t…”
“I’ve got you,” he murmured, holding her tighter as her body trembled in release.
Moments later, he followed, groaning her name like it was the only word he knew.
They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms, both breathless, hearts racing.
After a few minutes, Ana giggled, brushing his hair back.
“So… was that the hotel experience you were talking about?”
Mr. Kings grinned. “That was just the beginning, baby . The night’s not over yet.”
T…B..C
