Big Bad Wolf Chapter 17: New Flavor of the Week

“I will fucking punish you for this.” Harper’s hand clamped over her mouth as soon as she heard Alex’s voice turned deep and lustful. Then she heard low moans followed immediately after.

She peered through the closet-door slats and watched in horror at Alex and a woman who didn’t look anything like Mira.

Should she pop out of the closet, mumble some apologies and excuse herself? But this was Alex and not some decent man. He was capable of doing and saying anything.

For a brief moment, she just saw Alex and the woman kissing. Then her eyes widened. The woman was rocking her hip forward into Alex’s hand, which was buried under her skirt.

"Alex, w-what if someone comes in?" the woman tried to ask rationally.

“This is my room,” Alex said, pulling his hand away. “Come here.” He led the woman to a desk that was right across the closet. Then he told the woman to sit on the desk.

Harper took a deep breath, pissed at the fact that they were only a few feet away from her and at how the woman decided to sit ― giving her a full view of herself and Alex. Her jaw clenched when she heard the woman groaned and saw her pressed herself against Alex's chest, looking up at him with eyes swimming with lust.

“Valerie, Valerie, my dear Valerie, I told you to come after the event. Now, I need to punish you for your disobedience,” Alex said, his voice is husky and deep.

“Yes, punish me,” Valerie moaned.

Alex pressed a wet kiss to her cheek. “Now bend over the desk and show me that round ass.”

“Yes.”

Valerie went to bend over the wooden desk with a sway of her hips, tossing a coy smile over her shoulder.

Taking his time to appreciate the sight, Alex took in her shapely legs and the delightful section of her ass hanging out of her already wet panties. He smiled and reached forward and then slid his hands between her legs. Valeri gasped.

“Good. You’re absolutely read to be punished,” he told her, running his fingers over the soaking fabric.

“Yes, I am,” Valerie managed to moan. It was taking all she had to keep herself in control as Alex’s middle finger continued to tease her hot flesh underneath her black lace panties.

“I don’t believe you,” Alex said, his hand moving to run up the inside of her thigh. “Do you think you’re already wet enough for me?”

“Fuck, yes! Alex, I’m begging you…” Valerie moaned loudly as one of Alex’s fingers rubs over her lace-covered center.

“I like that. I like it when you beg.”

“Yes, Alex. Please…I’m begging you,” she gasped as he pushed her panties aside and slipped a finger inside her, and began stroking her.

“Please what?” Alex asked, looking proud as he reduced her into a moaning mess, begging for what it was he was about to do.

“Please fuck me,” Valerie implored, looking at him over her shoulder, looking more seductive with her golden hair falling about her face, cheeks flushed. She licked her lower lip and let out another loud moan.

Alex smirked and gave her ass a spank. “That’s right. Be specific,” he said. He pulled her panties down to her knees, exposing her utterly bare bottom. Valerie slipped her panties off and tossed them away.

Harper clapped a hand over her mouth when the thin piece of underwear landed right in front of the door that only separated her from them.

“Now sit on the desk and spread your legs for me,” Alex ordered.

Valerie hopped onto the desk and spread her legs.

Harper immediately shut her eyes at the sight.

“Opening your fucking eyes.” Her head shot up, and her eyes opened when she heard Alex’s voice. She felt her legs quivered. Then she let out a sigh of relief. For a second, she swore it felt like he was actually talking to her.

“I want you to be looking me in the eye when I’m fucking you, Val,” Alex told Valerie.

Valerie panted while Alex dragged the side chair next to the massive bed and sat right in front of her spread legs. He then ran his hands up her spread thighs.

“Try not to be too loud,” Alex said before burying his face between her legs.

A long, low groan escaped Valerie’s mouth as Alex’s tongue began to tease and taste her. His tongue soon moved to circle her wet center.

Harper’s eyes widened, her heart beating loudly in her chest that she was scared Alex would hear it. This was hell for her. Fate must really hate her to put her in another situation, the worst at that, where she again witnessed Alex’s screwing another woman.

Averting her eyes from the two, she tried to find a corner where she didn’t have to witness any more of Alex’s live show and hear any more of the moaning and groanings that had seemed to become louder. But it wasn’t easy. There were tons of stuff inside the closet, most of it was contained in some kind of box, and the only spot for her to wedge herself was the space between the clothing racks and the door.

“I’m going to fuck you with my fingers now,” Alex warned.

“Please kill me now!” Harper screamed internally.

Valerie screamed in pleasure.

Harper jerked in her place and made a mistake when she turned and watched Alex and Valerie through the slats of the door. Her head slowly tilted as she took in the scene.

Alex had seemed to have sped up the movement of both his fingers, his head bobbing. On the other hand, Valerie was looking like she was moving fast to the brink of pleasure.

“What have I done to deserve this?” Harper silently asked herself and jammed two fingers in her ears. But no matter how much she pressed, she could hear the woman’s wailing.

This was officially the worst day of her life.

"Faster, Alex. Don’t slow down. Please…" Valerie pleaded between gasps.

Harper squeezed her eyes shut. "I hate my life," she whispered.

With a loud cry, Valerie came. “I’m coming! Alex! Fuck! Don’t stop! Shit! Fuuuck!” She writhed on the desk as Alex’s finger pulled and pushed inside her through her orgasm. She moaned for the next few seconds.

After a moment, when Valerie’s scream of pleasure finally stopped, Harper finally brought her hands down. And with her eyes still shut closed, she leaned into the slat and heard heavy breathing that she knew had to be Valerie’s. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw Alex pressing kisses along the inside of Valerie’s thighs.

Harper could see Valerie trembled at Alex’s kisses.

Alex got to his feet and started taking every layer of his clothing off, tossing his jacket and shirt aside before getting his pants open.

Harper gasped when he pulled out his erection.

This was officially the closest she’d ever been to see their CEO’s fully aroused cock. She felt her stomach do somersaults and all kinds of jerking and leaping. “I seriously hate my life!” she whispered, let soon let out a series of serious silent cursing.

Taking hold of one of Valerie’s thighs, she watched Alex hitched the woman’s leg up so that he could sink into her. He slowly moved forward, inching his hardened member into her.

Valerie inhaled as soon as Alex filled her to the hilt. She panted as he thrust into her, hard and fast. She shifted, moving her hips back and forth until he grabbed them and held her in place.

"Be still," Alex ordered. Valerie’s fingernails dug into his shoulders, leaving angry red scratches as he continued his onslaught.

Harper inside the closet, on the other hand, almost involuntarily, kept her eyes open, watching and praying the universe to make Alex come already. But it was as if though the universe was enjoying her misery because she then saw Alex’s hand reached between him and Valerie to begin rubbing at her throbbing flesh.

“Please, universe, kill me now.” Harper shook her head.

“Fuck!” Valerie gasps, arching her hips. “Fuck! I'm going to come again!”

“No. You know the rules, Val,” Alex growled, his fingers and his thrusts speeding up.

Valerie bit her lip. "Fuck, Alex, please. I can’t hold it any longer,” she cried.

“You can.”

Harper shut her eyes closed again. She wasn't sure how long Alex would have to pulling in and out of Valerie until he too would his climax. It could be for a few more minutes or hours for all she knew. But when Alex’s muffled voice said he’s almost there, her eyes suddenly opened, and she started to mentally count the seconds before she could hear him loudly reach his own climax.

“Fuuuuck!” As soon as she heard the most extended and final curse from Alex’s mouth that Valerie’s erotic scream soon followed, Harper finally felt waves of relief crashing through her.

She would finally be free from this nightmare again.

“That was fucking amazing,” Valerie chuckled breathlessly, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the desk.

Harper ended up stuck in the closet for what had to be at least another few minutes, and she could hear Alex and Valerie trying to catch their breaths. Soon, Alex suggested he and Valerie take a shower before they go back to the party.

When she lost sight of the two, Harper slowly opened the door and began her silent walk toward the front door. Despite the sound of running water, her pulse was racing, and her heart was pounding loudly in her chest as she crossed the room. As soon as his fingertip touched the knob, an overwhelming sense of freedom sipped through her.

She quickly opened the door silently and shut it close behind her.

It wasn't the first time Harper had to sneak out of Alex’s lascivious act, but it was undoubtedly the first time her body seemed to have reacted.

“Fuck this life,” she cursed under her breath.