The Grand Mistress

Hawk found himself staring into Simione's eyes. They were so close and so he relished her light, rosy scent and drowned into the mystery of her honey-colored eyes. Unable to keep his hands to himself, he brought it into Simione's cheeks and touched the smooth silk like skin of her face. She seemed surreal, dreamlike, that Hawk Monsanto couldn't believe she was there with him, alone and very close.

Simione rested her face on Hawk's big hands. She felt the warmth of it and gave Hawk a sweet smile as if she was so fond of him. Lucy had taught her many ways to pleasure a man and smiling in front of them like they were your everything was one of her best advice. Seeing how Hawk Monsanto had fallen for it, she wanted to give Lucy a standing ovation then.

"You are so beautiful," Hawk dragged his fingers from her cheeks to her eyes. He felt like such eyes were very familiar as if at some point they had already met. His heart felt it too however until then he couldn't understand why. Surely he had never met this woman before, if he had, then God knows what kind of stupidity he had done just to have her. Never before did Hawk feel that way for a woman, not even with his very own fiancee and so he was deeply troubled as to why. Why did this woman feel like she was his everything?

Hawk traced her eyelids with his fingers and Simione closed her eyes to let Hawk have his way. Seeing her responding to his touch, Hawk's anger seemed to have evaporated on the spot and what was left was his desire to touch her more and more tightly.

"Open your eyes," His tone was gentle and gone was the trace of annoyance and dark expression he wore earlier. Simione obeyed his request and instead of allowing Hawk to enjoy every detail of her face, she moved her face so that Hawk's fingers could be in her lips. She toyed his ring finger with her mouth and gently bit it.

Hawk swallowed hard!

  Simione biting his fingers was a raw enticing scene and it brought some hot feeling inside him that all gathered between his thighs. His manhood went berserk and stood proud and hard.

Feeling his hardness, Simione felt her backhairs flipped. However, she had brought so much courage with her tonight and she doesn't care then where this daring encounter would lead to. All she could think of at that moment was how all this would ruin Feather but she couldn't deny that some part of her was also delighted at how Hawk was treating her. She certainly didn't deserve his gallantry and yet, here he was, trying to get hold of himself afraid that he'll upset her.

When she first learned of Hawk, Lucy described him as a hard man. Lucy had once considered Hawk to become one of her long list of lovers but he wasn't easy to fool. Also after a few encounters, she found playing with Hawk Monsanto boring and Lucy, as playful as she was certainly didn't like that. So she had long abandoned the idea and considered Hawk Monsanto as a boring old fool who does nothing all his life but work and terrorize all those around him. She despised him and so when she learned that he had taken some liking for Feather Han, she vomited in disgust. 

Really? Feather Han? It would have been nice if she didn't know what kind of woman that bitch was. She was a hyena hiding in a sheep's coat, all fooling everyone with her beautiful face and innocent looks. She can't blame anyone though, Feather Han was such a good actress and if she hadn't been friends with Simione, she would have probably been fooled by her too.

So with the circumstance at  hand—Hawk and Feather's incoming wedding—Lucy had to double the hard work to make sure Simione can get in between them. She had trained her friend, Simione, with all the knowledge that she knew to make sure she'll succeed in seducing Hawk Monsanto and leave Feather Han heartbroken. That bitch deserves that.

"Do you like what you see?" Simione teased. She had long stripped her morals and dignity when she committed to get revenge on Feather Han so right then, nothing can make her feel shameless, not even her own conscience.

Hawk didn't reply but she saw how Adam's apple became visible, signifying that his throat had been dried up. 

"I like you Hawk Monsanto," She continued and if  only she was aware of how her prey's stomach was twitching every time she spoke, she'd feel more victorious than she already was. Simione watched the play of emotions that ran into Hawk Monsanto's face. There was shock, confusion, pleasure and then intrigued. 

What Simione didn't know was that Hawk Monsanto felt little in her presence. For him she was a goddess, standing on a tall pedestal that was definitely out of his reach. He knew very well that she was playing with him and she had made sure she had communicated the fact that right then that he was nothing to her but a favorite plaything. 

Also, witnessing first hand her connection with Lucilla Dimitri, Hawk could tell they had the same personality and purpose with men they take interest in. Don't the same birds flock together?

However, if Hawk could not be fooled by Lucilla, the girl in front of him didn't need to fool him. He was very defenseless about her enigma that he would be willing to give her all that she wanted even though he could see she wasn't even into him. What left Hawk wondering was: What does she want with him? It wasn't his affection obviously, perhaps his money? He can certainly give her whatever she demanded but until then she didn't name her price. Also there were many businessmen out there that didn't have baggage like him—as he was already engaged—but even so, this goddess wanted him; she was willing to overlook the baggage he had.

"I want to have you all to myself" Simione continued playing with fire. Then she moved her face to his ear and whispered, "Can I?"

"Something inside me tells that you are not willing to take no for an answer" Hawk managed to play with her words at this state. He was at the point of breaking, one more move and he would not be able to control it any longer. His mind was shouting against him for thousands of reasons to walk away from her, but he just can't.

"I don't," Her smile turn wild and when she brought back her honey-colored eyes to look at him, all the commonsense that was running in Hawk's mind idled and his jaw dropped when Simione, in front of him, while staring at his eyes, took her hands on her back and undid the buttons of her upper garment. In just a minute it loosened and the straps of it fell down on her shoulder.

Hawk's throat went bone-dry at the sight of her two big mounds flaunting in front of him. All he could think of right then was how beautiful she was in her naked raw splendor. He hesitated for a moment, feeling so undeserving of how her body was shouting hot all over but as he couldn't control things longer, especially the one between his thighs, he reached for her nape and slowly explored her skin down to her bare chest. When his fingers had finally had a touch of her soft explored flesh, his breath shuddered out of his chest, together with hers.

Instantly, he felt his hardness begging to be satisfied that it became uncontrollably painful already. He paused for a moment, swallowing the pain in as he couldn't really allow himself to go berserk at the moment of he might end up doing unspeakable things with the woman in front of him. Even though it appears that she might not mind it, he still wanted to be gallant and as much as possible gentle with her.

"I thought you'd like it," Simione flashed an upset face when Hawk stopped. She thought Hawk's guilt managed to settle in and that he paused because he was thinking of Feather. That thought took the light in Simione's face, defeated. For the first time, she went all the way getting half-naked in front of a man, only to be rejected at once. Immediately she grabbed the strap on her shoulder and tried to cover her nakedness.

The expression that went through Simione's face got Hawk in a state of panic. The last thing he would want then was to make her upset. Knowing that he unintentionally did, he took her hand and pacified her. Foolish was he!

"No my mi amor," He stopped her from covering the sight that was giving thorough pleasure. "I just—" he shook his head frustrated at the foolishness he did that made the woman feel rejected. "You are so beautiful..I can't..I don't…"His mind for once wasn't giving him the right words to speak at the moment.

'Damn! I didn't know I was so bad at this'