Hot N Cold

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What is he still doing here?

I clean the countertop while Dakota sits across me with a tablet in his clutch.

I look at my watch, it's 8:47 AM.

I can't believe he was yelling at my ass yesterday for being late and now he is leisurely sitting here in his casual t-shirt and tracks, sipping coffee like he is jobless.

"Aren't you getting late?" I eye him from far, like an experiment.

"For what?" He jerks his brow in question.

"Your office." I remind him as if he has amnesia.

"No. I am going to work from home today."

As soon as he says it, my stomach churns in anxiety. What? No. No. I can't spend a whole day under his stone-cutting gaze with a sword of his revenge hanging on my neck all the time.

Dakota watches my face go pale. He amusingly observes me losing my mind while he munches his breakfast and sips his coffee like rich people do.

This fucking motherfucker!

I swear to god I have never met such a huge asshole in my life.

First, he threatened me for messing up his food and now, he is quietly eating that sandwich as if he don't mind my spit in it.

God! He is so mercurial.

One second his temperament is hot then suddenly, he swap his mood to something sexual or sarcastic, completely changing himself into a different kind of asshole.

He is like that song..

"Hey, Eve. Play Katy Perry's Hot N Cold."

Instantly music floods in from all the corners of the house and I groove to the beat as I sing along.

"You change your mind.. Like a girl changes her clothes."

Dakota looks up from his iPad.

"Yeah you, PMS.. Like a bitch, I would know."

A frown climb upon his majestic nose as he flashes his eyes at me irritably. I don't know he is pissed coz of the music or the lyrics. I hope its both.

"Cause you're hot then you're cold.. You're yes then you're no.." I see him getting more annoyed so I start dancing along.

"You're in then you're out.. You're up then you're down.." I sway my hair in the air while my hips go round and round.

"Emara. What are you doing?" Dakota stares me with crotchety eyes like watching his shares fall down as I bend down to touch my feet.

"I am dancing for you." I slowly straighten up and swing my ass to the pop beats.

Dakota narrows his gaze at me cynically.

"I thought you like seeing me dance after eating. You know.. To digest your food." I tell him.

His green eyes look like deathly hallows. Even Voldemort would look cute in front of his 'I-eat-children-for-breakfast' eyes.

But I don't give a flying fuck and dance till the song ends.

My feet halt and silence returns to the room along with my mind. My chest rises and falls under the bathrobe as I blink at him innocently.

Dakota stares at my heaving body silently with his classic emotionless face. I watch him raise his hands as he stands up and claps at my performance.

My heart thumps down and fast. Is this my first standing ovation?

"Wonderful." His jaw clenches hard as he claps his hands at me darkly.

I gulp, not understanding if I should bow in gratitude or run away as fast as I can.

"Bring ice water for me. In the office, now." And he walks away leaving his dark menacing aura behind.

. . .

I am so scared.

The ice in the glass clinks with every unsteady step I take towards his den.

The last time I was in there, he choked my neck while revealing his plan to destroy my life.

And here I am, walking on the same path. I take a few sips from his water to calm my anxious nerves, before I walk into his office.

Dakota is sitting behind his large desk while rolling a stress reliever squishy ball in his hand. His toxic eyes rake my frame hotly as he patiently waits for me to reach to him.

"I was going through today's footage of you spitting avocado slice back into my sandwich, and I thought to myself, why not to check what you did yesterday."

He twists his Macbook, showing me some bar-graphs and diagrams on the screen. What is this, rate of his shares?

"Read." He tells me.

I squint my eyes as I analyse the chart. "One minute of vacuum cleaner, three minutes microwave, and eight hours and forty three minutes of TV."

I look up at the brooding beast who is staring at me with his claws out.

"I have to say this.. I am very impressed with all your artificial intelligence and spying. Your technology is just getting better." I applaud him.

Like it is said, if you can't beat them, then praise them.

Dakota nods his head in accord. "I agree with your view, but don't you think a sincere apology would be better right now than any kind of pretense."

His deep voice speaks of seriousness and I find myself lowering my tone as I say "I am so-"

"No." He suddenly cuts me off as if he changed his mind.

"I don't believe in words. I am an action oriented person. Words mean shit to me. Unless they are on paper and legally signed. But here case is different." He slaps the screen of laptop and focuses his darkness on me.

I feel a heartbeat in my bladder as his eyes rake over my body like an organ trafficker.

"I can't decide what I want to see you doing.. Fingering yourself, sucking me, or riding my cock."

My heart races at his words, causing my skin to heat up as he transfers his fantasy into my head. Oh god! I can't.

"Or we can go with option D. None of above." I blink at him sheepishly.

Dakota narrows his gaze saying, "Or we can go with option D. All of above."

I feel something moving in my stomach. Like shit-scared butterflies.

"For a change, I'll do the first option. You do the second, and together we will do the third one." He talks like he is making a business deal.

I forgot he is a businessman. He thinks and breathes in deals.

"Or.." I take a deep breath before putting my cards for negotiation. "I do the first option, you do the second.. I mean yo-you jerk off yourself."

His trimmed brows lift up, "And together we do the third?"

I shake my head saying, "We eliminate option three."

"Hmm.." Dakota relaxes back on his executive chair. His eyes stare at me cryptically while he rubs a long manly finger on his smirking lips.

I know something evil is cooking behind his blinds, and I know I am not going to like it.

"Okay, I have decided." He says sitting up.

"What?" My stomach twist at his words. I didn't like this option where he decides himself without even consulting me.

"I will do the option one, you do the option two.. And if I come by the end of option two.. We will eliminate option three. Okay?"

What? No. No.

My heartbeat rises to the level of attack as my imaginary wings flutter to fly away from his clutch. "But-but I-don't know.. I have never done it."

"Which option?" Dakota asks like a genuine good person who wants to help willingly.

"Two."

A flash of zest passes through his eyes and I think he smiled.

"Good." And suddenly he seems excited than before. His hands clutch the back of my knees and I gasp as he pulls me towards him.

Dakota spreads his knees and makes me stand in between them. My heart runs in circles as he looks up at me. Eyelids heavy with excitement and thrill.

The knot in my stomach tightens as he pulls the knot of my bathrobe and opens it like curtains.

I hear him take a deep breath. My nipples are taut and heaving erotically under his raw sexual gaze.

Blood rushes to my face and I bite my lips, feeling his direct eyes on my naked front. I look away feeling extremely shy suddenly.

My skin melts like butter against a hot knife as his hand upsurges from my knees.

"Spread." He whispers deeply.

My legs feel compelled to follow his order and they widen on their own. I wait for his touch, but he withdraws his hand, leaving me breathless and wanting.

Dakota raises his hand and brings ice water closer to his lips. He bites an ice in his mouth and keeps the glass down.

Hands again grab my inner thighs and brings me closer to his mouth. My body jolts in sheer shock as the ice in his mouth touches my navel.

"Ahhhh!" I hiss at the chilling temperature and Dakota hold me, tightly.

Shivers runs down my spine as his lips slowly rubs the cold ice on my stomach. Tingles flow to every part of my body and I take in deep breaths to stay conscious.

Water drips down to the center of my body and I bite my lips as he lowers the ice to my abdomen.

I feel mini beats at the center of my universe, where his hands are slowly climbing up. My teeth press on my lip, causing to pull out blood as his fingers brush my throbbing sex and I gasp loudly.

Dakota pauses.

He leans back a little and my body cries without his touch. He slides the ice to the side of his cheek like a candy and says, "Hands off, Emara."

I blink at him for a few seconds only to realize my nails were digging in his shoulders. Hard muscles like rock breathes under my clutch and unwantedly, I let go of them.

His green eyes stare into me as he spits out the ice and brings it to my heating sex. I gasp. My organs jump in my body as the cold ice touches my hot volcanic walls and I didn't know who moaned coz I hear his name in the air.

"Dakota! Ahhh!"

His hand clutches hard on my hip as he keeps me in the place and slowly rubs the piece of ice like an ointment on my sore vagina lips.

I hiss in pleasure. His actions seems gentle, almost like an apology from yesterday.

But didn't he ask me to apologize?

And didn't he say he would finger me?

God! He is so weird.

I can't understand him. I can't understand his mind. I can't understand my body.

I feel so hot. I take quick breaths to calm my body while I lose my mind over the hot and cold seduction.

He presses the ice on my clit.

"Ahh! Ouch! Oh god! Ahh!" I breathe loudly through my open mouth and his speed gets so steady, so slow that he almost stops at the entrance of my burning hole.

Dakota looks up me.

I feel a loud thump in my chest as his eyes turn dark, like a shadow of insanity taking over him.

A shiver runs down my spine as his fingers part my lips like a flower and he pushes the block of melting ice inside my pussy.

Blood rushes to my face and my mouth drops in a big O. A sly smirk crawls up to his face as he sneers,

"Yes. That's the face I want around my cock!"

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So I am confused.. Should I go on with my original hardcore plot OR make the characters soft and story sweet?

Suggestions and Likes would be helpful 😇

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