"Yes, I want you to f.u.c.k me," she squeaked out. She was rewarded by a blazing look in his eyes and he reached down and kissed her roughly. His lips crushed into hers and she felt his tongue invade her mouth, seeking some sort of refuge in the dark corners. She responded by sucking on his tongue firmly, wanting to show him that she could give as good as she got. He inhaled swiftly as she reached down and squeezed his c.o.c.k through his jeans. He was already hard and throbbing and it excited her that she had been able to make him that h.o.r.n.y.

She reached over to his shirt and started unb.u.t.toning it. She ripped the last couple of b.u.t.tons in her haste and eagerly took it off him. She pressed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s into his chest and delighted in the feel of the warm mat of hair against her nipples. Her buds were so sensitive that it made her feel even hornier. She bit down on one of his nipples and he yelped at the roughness of her bite. She sucked and nibbled on both of his nipples and he grabbed her a.s.s and squeezed it firmly.

Maxwell undid his belt and pulled his jeans off and Sophie quickly grabbed his boxer shorts and pulled them off him as well. She stood back to admire his engorged c.o.c.k and then took him in her hands and started to run her fingers up and down his shaft. He grunted and put his head back before pulling her towards him again and kissing her. They then heard a creak from the landing at the top of the stairs and they both stood there frozen.

"Come on." Maxwell grabbed her and pulled her along with him to the kitchen. He opened the door to the pantry and they stood there in silence as they heard someone walk down the stairs. "s.h.i.t." He stared at her with desire in his eyes and pulled her towards him.

Sophie melted against him and kissed him and froze against him as they heard someone turn on the kitchen light. "Let's hope they don't need to use the pantry," Maxwell whispered in her ear, his eyes sparkling. Sophie stifled a laugh and Maxwell placed his hand over her mouth. He pushed her down to the ground on her knees and he followed suit. "Shh," he whispered. She felt him push her hands onto the floor as well and he brought himself up against her from behind as they listened to someone opening the fridge. She turned her head to look at him in fear but he just grinned at her and started rubbing the tip of his c.o.c.k against her c.l.i.t and the entry to her p.u.s.s.y hole. She groaned as she felt the tip of him push in and out of her and he once again covered her mouth, to stifle any noises she was making. She pushed back against him and bit his hand as he pushed himself into her all the way and started to f.u.c.k her. She screamed into his hand at the sharp pain but soon got into the rhythm of him slamming in and out of her.

Sophie felt her body trembling as he f.u.c.ked her and she moaned with pleasure. Her heart was thudding quickly in fear that they would be caught but she was overtaken with the buildup of pleasure in her stomach and p.u.s.s.y as he pounded into her. She had wanted to lose her virginity to Maxwell but she would never have guessed it would be under such circ.u.mstances. She felt herself about to come when Maxwell stilled. There were footsteps walking towards the pantry and Sophie bit her lip in panic. Maxwell once again started up his movements, this time moving in and out of her slowly, she could feel her p.u.s.s.y lips clinging to his c.o.c.k as he slid in and out of her and they both sighed in relief as the footsteps went past the pantry and to some other part of the kitchen. Whoever was in the kitchen turned off the lights and left the kitchen and Maxwell increased his pace so that he was slamming in and out of her like he was in a race. Sophie felt her body moving and she had to hold herself steady on the floor as she climaxed ferociously onto his c.o.c.k. She heard him start to moan as he slammed into her a few more times and then his c.o.c.k stilled inside of her and she felt a warm sputtering of c.u.m fill her. Maxwell withdrew from her slowly and stood up, pulling her tired body up with him. He grinned at her and opened the pantry door slowly; he stuck his head out and then pulled her out with him.

"All clear. Come on." He ran across the kitchen and up the stairs and Sophie grinned when they ran past her room and barged into his. He locked the door and pushed her up against it and bent down and kissed her. "That was the hottest f.u.c.k I've had in a while," he muttered in her ear and Sophie blinked up at him. She tried to erase the sudden image that popped into her mind at his words; she didn't want to hear or think about him with other women. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

He pulled back suddenly and swore. "s.h.i.t, I f.u.c.ked you without a condom. Sorry." He grimaced as he looked at her and tried to pull away.

"It's okay." She smiled at him, sad that she no longer felt the warmth of his body next to hers.

"Are you sure?" He looked at her with a frown on his face.

"Yeah." She pulled him towards her. "I'm fine."

"You're protected?" The words were so simple and pure and Sophie could see the relief in Maxwell's eyes, so she lied.

"Yeah. I'm on the pill." Sophie felt a burden of guilt at the lie weigh down on her. But she figured, she would make him wear a condom from here on out and she should be okay. It was really unlikely that anything would happen from one s.e.xual encounter with no protection.

"Great." He grinned at her and pulled her over to the bed. "That means I can ravish you all night long then." He pushed her down on to the mattress and got on top of her, she felt his c.o.c.k stirring against her p.u.s.s.y lips and she realized that she was eager to feel him in her again.

"But we can use a condom from now on if you want," she whispered up at him.

"h.e.l.l no. I want to feel skin on skin." He grinned down at her and took her mouth in his before guiding his once-again hard c.o.c.k into her. "Now doesn't that feel good?"

Sophie grunted in reply, too overwhelmed to think straight. She could feel his c.o.c.k deep inside of her and her b.r.e.a.s.t.s jiggled against his chest as he f.u.c.ked her once again. Maxwell laughed at her response and proceeded to f.u.c.k her senseless and come in her once again.

Chapter 4.

Sophie woke up feeling sore and achy. She looked around her and realized she was in Maxwell's room. She stretched and grinned to herself remembering the previous night. Maxwell had made love to her five more times after they had come up from the kitchen and each time had seemed more pa.s.sionate and urgent than the next.

"Morning Sophie." Maxwell emerged from his bathroom fully clothed and looked at her with a distant look. "I take it you slept well."

"Yes, thanks." She smiled at him shyly hoping that he would come and kiss her while she lay in bed and make love to her again.

"Good." He smiled briefly and then walked towards the main door. "I have some work to do now and will be in the study. Come find me after breakfast and we can talk about the internship position."

"Uh ok." She looked at him confused. Was he really going to pretend last night hadn't happened?

"I think you will like working at Van Harkel Enterprises. We have a lot of great opportunities for college grads." He was about to walk out of the door, when she jumped out of the bed.

"Wait, Maxwell." She stood there naked and walked over to him slowly. "What's going on here?"

"What do you mean?" He looked at her casually but she could see his pupils dilate as he looked at her naked b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

"I mean, are you just going to pretend last night never happened?" She pressed herself up against him bravely, trying to ignore the b.u.t.terflies in her stomach.

"It was a mistake, Sophie. It shouldn't have happened." He looked at her coolly but didn't move away from her.

"Really?" She pressed her lips against his and kissed him. "It didn't seem like a mistake when you f.u.c.ked me six times last night." She slipped her tongue into his mouth and put her hands in his hair. He kissed her back and she felt his arms around her waist. He brought his hands up to cup her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and squeezed them. She sighed with happiness and reached down to his pants and slipped her hand in to grab his c.o.c.k.

He groaned and picked her up and carried her to the edge of the bed. He pulled his pants down and laid her flat on her back. She felt him lift her legs up and rest them on his shoulders and then he pushed himself into her hard. He looked down at her as he slammed into her and she felt her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bouncing up and down as he f.u.c.ked her. He came quickly and she saw him grab a napkin to clean himself up before he grabbed his c.o.c.k and put it back in his pants. He zipped up again and stood looking at her naked on the bed.

"Like I said, it was a mistake." He looked at her with clouded eyes and walked to the door. She lay there feeling like a tramp and didn't bother wiping the tears that fell from her eyes. She showered and went to her room to change and then went down to breakfast. She felt numb as she ate and when Ella walked in, it was all she could do to fake a smile.

"Hey." Ella beamed at her. "Last night was so crazy, huh?"

"Yeah." If only Ella knew just how crazy it had been, Sophie thought to herself and sighed. "It was really crazy."

"I can't believe Max beat up that guy!" Ella exclaimed again.

"Yeah."

"Sometimes I feel like I don't even know him."

"Me too," Sophie responded glumly while eating her cereal.

"I mean, I thought he was over that craziness."

"What craziness?" Sophie looked at Ella curiously.

"Oops." Ella looked taken aback. "I forgot I wasn't supposed to say anything."

"What?" Sophie looked at her in shock. "You mean you have kept a secret from me."

Ella looked at her guiltily. "Well, I promised my folks I wouldn't tell anyone. It's about Max and well, if people knew it could ruin the family business."

"I'm not people, Ella. I'm your best friend," Sophie spoke sharply, wondering what Ella knew about Maxwell that was too dark to share with her best friend. Maybe it would explain the way he had treated her.

"I know, Sophie. It's just really bad." Ella pleaded with her friend, "Please don't press me now. I'll tell you later."

"Okay." Sophie knew not to press it. But she was really hurt that Ella would hold back on her. "Tell me when you can."

"Thanks, Sophie." Ella smiled at her gratefully.

They finished breakfast pretty quickly and Ella went back to bed because she wasn't feeling well. Sophie decided to go and see Maxwell in his office to talk about the internship. She walked in while he was on the phone and he motioned for her to sit down.

"No, I'm not going to just sell you four million shares, Chuck. They are worth $100 Million, not $25 Million," Maxwell shouted into the phone. "I will not be blackmailed into this Chuck." And with that, he turned off the phone.

"Sorry, is this a bad time?" Sophie looked at the man she had loved for so long and wondered to herself what were the deep dark secrets that he was hiding that made him act the way that he did.

"It's fine." He sat down across from her and pulled out a file and handed it to her. "I want you to read this now and let me know what you think."

"Ok." She took it from him and the first form was a confidentiality agreement. She frowned with surprise. "What's this form for?" She looked at him and he was staring at her intently.

"You have to read the rest of the folder to find out."

"Ok." She swallowed hard. This didn't seem like any ordinary internship to her. The next piece of paper was t.i.tled, 'The Rules and Conditions of Being Maxwell Van Harkel's Personal a.s.sistant'. She looked up at him and spoke. "I think you gave me the wrong file, this is the paperwork to be your a.s.sistant."

"I know." He nodded and got up and closed and locked the door behind her. "That's the position I want you to take."

"But I thought you wanted me to be an intern." She looked at him confused.

"I changed my mind." He smirked at her. "I'm a billionaire. I can do that."

"I see." But she didn't. She had no clue what was going on. "You know I still have a semester left in school, right?"

"You'll postpone it."

"What?"

"I won't repeat myself twice." He frowned at her. "So listen very carefully, Sophie."

"Ok." She swallowed. This was a very different Max than she was used to.

"Read through the papers and tell me your answer." He sat on the table in front of her and unzipped his pants, pulling his c.o.c.k out. She looked at him in surprise and with l.u.s.t wondering what he wanted to happen next. "Read the papers, Sophie." He commanded her while playing with himself.

Sophie nodded her head and tried hard to concentrate on the words as he grunted and moaned while jerking himself off. She could barely read the papers when he patted her on the shoulder. "What do you say?" He grunted and for some reason unbeknown to her, she muttered, "Yes."

The next thing she knew he was pushing his c.o.c.k in her mouth and coming. She tried not to gag as his sperm flooded her mouth. She managed to swallow everything and lick his c.o.c.k clean.

"Good girl." He smiled at her and got up. "I think we are going to have an excellent working relationship."

She sat there feeling stunned and confused, unsure of what she had just agreed to.

"Be sure to go on the patch," he ordered her. "The pill is too unreliable, way too easy to forget."

She nodded her head in agreement, suddenly feeling queasy.

"We don't want you falling pregnant, now do we?" He laughed at the look of fear on her face.

"No." She tried to smile at him but felt her heart ticking quickly. "Not at all." He came over to kiss her and she kissed him back pa.s.sionately, happy to be in his embrace. But she couldn't stop worrying and thinking: What if I'm pregnant already?

Chapter 5.

The piece of paper flew away quickly in the wind. She watched it go without trying to catch it. It wasn't that she didn't want to run after it with all of her might. She did. Her head told her to go and grab the paper and hold on to it tightly. It told her to leave Winterside and to never come back again. It told her that Maxwell Van Harkel was bad news. But she didn't listen to her head; she listened to her head. She watched the paper that contained her school schedule for the next semester float away and she walked back to the house.

Sophie had made a decision. One she wasn't really sure of, but it was a final decision. She was going to work for Max as his a.s.sistant, no matter what the position entailed. She owed it to herself. She loved him. And she always said that love would come before everything else in her life, even her education. Her precious Columbia education. What would her aunt and uncle say? Could she break it to them? They wouldn't understand what possible reason she could have to take her last semester off. She decided that she wasn't going to tell them. They were too old to have to worry about her future. She knew that they used their retirement money to help pay her living expenses; no life insurance policy lasted that long.

She walked into the house and stood in the lobby, thinking back to the night a few days before when she and Maxwell had done unspeakable things to each other. She walked over to the large mirror that hung in the hallway and stared at herself to see if she looked any different. Dark brown frizzy hair. Check. Green eyes. Check. Freckles. Check. Average build. Check. Look of terror in the eyes. That was new. She was terrified that she was making a mistake; that somehow she was about to embark on a path that she had been lucky to avoid but was too weak to stop going down. All of a sudden she wished more than anything that she could run up the stairs and ask Ella what she should do. Her wonderful best friend Ella. The one who always had the best advice. The one person she couldn't ask. She wasn't even sure how she was going to tell her about the time off. She was scared that Ella would guess that she was in love with her brother. There was no way she could talk to Ella about the way she was feeling.

"Hey Sophie." The husky timbre of his voice made the hairs on her arm stand on end. She turned around slowly, not wanting to show her eagerness to see his face.

"Hi." She smiled briefly, taking in his appearance. His face looked unkempt and unlike the Maxwell she knew. He hadn't shaved in a few days and had a thick layer of stubble, which made him look even more brooding and foreboding.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you." His words were harsh and they made her jump.

"I was just outside Max." Her words came out high and annoyed. "I was just enjoying the day. Am I able to do that?" She was mad at herself for allowing herself to take his bait. Could they never just have a normal conversation?

"You didn't tell anyone." He looked at her accusingly. "I asked Ella."

"Ella's not my keeper. I can go for a walk."

"Do you want Mitch to come and rape you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"We'll be targets now Sophie. After what happened at the pub. You need to be more careful."

She looked at him in shock and astonishment. He was crazy. Really crazy. Why would Mitch stalk her down just to rape her?

"Well, I'm fine." She looked at him coldly. "If you don't mind, I'd like to go to the kitchen and have a gla.s.s of water now."

His gaze softened and he sighed. "That's fine. Come find me in my study afterwards so we can talk."

"About?" She was pretty sure she already knew the answer.

"The job." He frowned at her. "Did you finish reading all of the papers I gave you?"

"Yes sir." She thought about bowing but didn't think he was in the mood for a joke.

"Good." He stared into her eyes and she felt herself getting lost in the blueness of his eyes. How funny that they looked as blue as the sky today when the previous night they had looked almost black. There was a glint of excitement in her eyes that was reflected in her stomach and she felt a ball of nervous antic.i.p.ation well up inside of her.

"I'll see you in about an hour then." He broke their gaze and strode off to his study. Sophie stared after him breathing deeply before she went to the kitchen. Part of her was still unsure of what she was getting herself into. She clutched the gold cross that hung from the necklace around her neck and she prayed that she wasn't making a huge mistake.

She walked to the kitchen slowly thinking about how quickly her relationship with Maxwell had changed. He had been her rock growing up. He hadn't known it but he had been the catalyst that had helped her to heal from her heartbreak. When her parent's had died, she had become numb inside. Her Aunt and Uncle had done their best to welcome her into their home; but they hadn't known how to understand and comfort her. 15 year-old Maxwell had broken through her barriers with his brutish and c.o.c.ky teenage self in ways he would never be to know. She had looked up to him as a teenage G.o.d; handsome and confident, yet still unsure of himself as teenagers are. And in the days and evenings when it was just the two of them, he would be soft and gentle and kind. Kinder to her than he was to his own sister Ella. Maybe it was because he knew that she was an orphan, and she always had a lost look in her eyes. Her friends used to tease her and say she could give Little Orphan Annie a run for her money but Sophie had never realized the sad air she gave off.

Maxwell had brought her out of herself with his games and stories. He had told her of dates and pranks he had pulled because he needed a confidante and he was too scared that Ella would tell their parents. Their friendship had blossomed throughout the years, as she had spent most of her summers with the Van Harkels. But everything had changed in her 17th year. She had been excited to show Maxwell that she had finally blossomed and had immediately ran to his room when she and Ella had arrived at the train station. He had been sitting at his desk writing something and she had squealed and hugged him from behind. He had gotten up and twirled her around and she had giggled as he kissed her on the cheek. At 25 Maxwell was already on his way to being the brilliant businessman that he currently was and he had already embarked on his trip down stony junction. He had an almost impenetrable wall around him to most people and he didn't let people get too close.

"Sophie." He had smiled at her with genuine happiness in his eyes. "It's great to see you."