The Beast Within

‘TGIF,’ was all Diana Carrington could think of as she made a beeline for the nearest exit of her office. The crisp November breeze greeted her, causing her nipples to swell, as she walked across the parking lot to her jeep. It was playtime now. Whisking out her cell phone as she proceeded to dash out of the parking lot, she called her best friend, Charlene.


Envious upon hearing music to TekNoir, Diana chastised her friend for not waiting for her. “I told you I’d be leaving work at five o’clock, Charlene. Quarter End is approaching and I need to crunch these numbers for that she-bitch boss of mine.” Diana laughed.


“Aw, come on Diana, don’t be pissed. You should have taken the day off like I did. I’m on a mission girl, tonight, I’m getting laid,” Charlene said.


“Alright, order me a drink. I’m only twenty minutes away.”


“I gotcha, babe,” Charlene said before hanging up.


Tonight was going to be great. Last weekend had almost proved dangerous. Remembering the brief sexual encounter with Julian Grey made her slick with want. The man rendered her powerless, leaving her aching for another encounter, hopefully longer than the last. Dark and brooding, he had approached her after closely studying her with lust-filled eyes for fifteen minutes. There was something magnetizing about those icy blue eyes of his, something she could not explain. Clearly remembering how his eyes seemed to control her and penetrated her soul caused her slit to moisten and the hair on the back of her neck to stand at attention as she drove. Clamping her thighs together, she prayed he would be there tonight. She’d greet him with open thighs.