The Grand Mistress

Simione was very aware of Hawk's urges and she knew it wouldn't take long before the man would strip her naked. So before the naked body would splatter in front of everyone, she proceeded with the next step.

The girl broke the kiss momentarily and Hawk ended up questioning the cut, giving her a stare that was rather questioning why? Before he could become aware of the crowd that was prying on them, Simione dragged him away from his box until they were out from everyone's eyes and what's left was the curtain closing behind, shutting all the disdainful stares. 

Simione guided Hawk in the long silent hallway. Her steps were fast and Hawk, who was still under her spell, followed her wherever she took him until he found both of them in a room that looked like a conference area, well lit and door shut behind. In the middle of the room was a big table and Simione gathered herself on the top of it and gave him a look that only made Hawk Monsanto more vulnerable in her advances.

The girl was way too beautiful tonight he couldn't resist her. Her red halter gown blended well with her pearl like skin, not to mention it was such a seductive dress. He missed this side of her, not that he didn't like the simple Simione that ran along him in the Comis village as he was really so comfortable and at ease on that side of her but this side—her sexy alluring side was damn to irresistible he don't think any man would not like it, not even he.

"Are you just going to stare at me?" Simione tilted her head and raised one hand to pull the ribbon that ties the halter of her dress. It would only take one pull for it to fall down and so in just a second, Simione's breast was already exposed in Hawk Monsanto's eyes as the top part of her dress fell.

Hawk immediately sweated at the sight. The girl sitting splattered on top of the conference table, topless was a sight he would kill to have every night. Immediately, he went closer to her and held on to her waist then looked with gray hypnotic eyes to and imprisoned hers. Since Simione was sitting on the table and her height apparently was taller than an average girl, she towered Hawk Monsanto in that set up.

From her waist, Hawk took her hand and kissed it gently while looking at her eyes. Something hit him then and he wanted to know what was happening and why she acted so aggressive tonight. Something about her was different as if this visit of hers was not like the others she had with him. 

"What's with you mi amore. Did something happen?" Hawk asked gently, trying to connect with her because it seemed that even when she was so close to him, her heart was nowhere near. 

Simione didn't give him an answer and just looked at him like he asked nothing. She didn't give him any inch of expression too that Hawk was becoming more suspicious of it.

"Did something wrong happen with you and your pretend husband?" Hawk brought up. He expected her to be annoyed with the question but she didn't. Instead she just gave him a sly seductive smile, the one she always does whenever she knows she's got the upperhand.

"Should I be mad that you can still think of someone else when I have already stripped myself naked in front of you?" Simione retorted as she hung her two hands on Hawk's shoulder. "Would you really rather want to talk about him than make up with me?"

Hawk let go of a small laugh and kissed her hand again. Then swiftly, he bit his lips and looked down at her two mounds that had long been waiting for him. Not wanting to make wait anymore, he delved his hands to her sweet breast and played very carefully with it until he could hear his woman gasping at his touch. Knowing how pleased she was with his touch, he dragged his lips into her ears and whispered. "So you love this…me touching you rather than small talks?"

"Ah yes love…I love it when you use your mouth for something else, " Simione moaned and voluntarily bent down a bit to continue the kiss they had started in his theater box. 

"Like this.." Simione cut it to say something but Hawk who was so eager he took her mouth back to continue it. It was such a hot devouring kiss and she wanted more of it. The more Hawk searched her mouth, the more she played with his tongue and for  minutes, it was almost like they couldn't find a stable way to kiss each other because they were too eager,too thirsty, too seeking, too demanding.

"Ah Sisi!" Hawk's days of suppressed desire erupted, raging through his insides like wildfire. Simione's aggressiveness increased his urges in lengths he couldn't anymore tame.

A moan of eagerness lodged in Simione's throat as she gave herself up to the incredible pleasure of kissing the M Conglomerate president who at this time didn't know his name had already been ruined by his illicit affair. She knew very well he would loathe her after this, knowing it was her intention to ruin him—not intentionally but it cannot be helped knowing that Hawk and Feather's name had already been entangled together that hurting one would end up ruining another. So this pleasure that he had been giving her—he may not be willing to give her again and so she took in everything for one last time.

One last time before he would hate her and probably kill her by  his own hands. It sounded like a gruesome unfortunate end on her part but she had accepted her fate and it was too late to regret it anymore.

Soon, Simione felt Hawk's body pushing her to lay down the table which she obediently accommodated. Above her was a bright chandelier, giving Hawk more than enough light to see every inch of her skin and delicate body. To avoid the blurring lights and to feel more of the pleasure Hawk was giving her, she closed her eyes and held on to his wavy locks specially that she felt his lips moving downward.

Hawk on the other hand couldn't get enough of her softness and scent. She smells so heavenly then as if all her body was made of delicate petals—too rosy, too soothingly additive in his nostrils. When his lips were in front of the thigh, he dropped a hard kiss in there making Simione jolt with pure hot sensation even when it was all covered with his long gown. In a second though, Hawk's hand trailed off the slit of her gown and pushed the rest of the clothing away so that her silky long legs were exposed to him, so was her delicate thigh covered with a back lingerie. The man felt his sex stretched tight at it. However, he knew even when she was extra seductive, she was a virgin and so he didn't want to rush things on her. Yet, he planned to play a little more and just to give in to his own longing and lust and hers as clearly, she too wanted it.

He didn't exactly know what happened. Why did she come and act like she needed him all of the sudden? Did her pretend husband hurt her again and she came running for him? Too bad, he doesn't have plans to return her to him so he might not think of chasing her or he'll end up in his death bed even before he knew it. He had to thank him though for making her come back to him, for that at least, he should spare his life so long as he would not take her back.

"Love…don't stop," Simione called on him as he didn't realize he had stopped moving to entertain such unnecessary thoughts. 

"Sorry, you are just so gorgeous I can't help but stare at you," He replied and planned to take off the last piece of clothing that hid her most delicate part away from him. The room was too bright then, which he was extra thankful for because he really wanted to see everything about her. The last few times he got her naked, it was always short of light—first was when they were in his car, second was through a video call and last was at Mount Sun under the dark camp yard. It was the very first time he was to see her naked with direct lights on and he was specially triggered lustfully at the thought. Wanting to play a little with her, Hawk used his mouth by biting the garter of her lingerie and started pulling it off her ever long silky legs. Right then, his face was just inches away from her soft skin that when he had the garter pulled off, a very peculiar sight welcomed him. 

He jerked off a little in surprise and stared at it! 

"This…." He said as he tried to clear his head, wondering if he was seeing it right. "A heart shaped scar..."