Chapter 6: A Pleasant Visitation.

“No, I don't like this picture.”

Layla squeezed her face as she selected pictures for her next Instagram carousel, it was going to be her official post for working with Hedonis, and she was especially going to tag her old boss. She was having a hard time selecting until she felt the need to use the bathroom.

She dropped her phone and went straight to use the bathroom, and upon coming back, the lights in her dressing room immediately went off.

“Must be the fuse.” She was no novice when it came to wired and went straight to the electrical box, she opened it to examine until she felt a presence. She immediately turned back with uncertainty scribbled all over her features, “Hello?” She didn't feel like she was alone, but not seeing anyone, she turned her gaze to the box.

But then she felt it again, she turned around and grabbed her phone, trying to turn on the lights as panic was fast replacing scepticism until someone swatted the device away from her hand and pinned her against the wall, a hand clamped around her mouth and the other one held her hands above her head.

It was not completely dark, so Layla could see traces of her surprise visitor, and what she could make out was a mask.

A mask?

“Remember me darling?” Her tone was sultry, enchanting and captivating. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought she was a goddess. It was the masked woman she met at the opening party!

But she sounded so familiar.

“What do you—” before she could complete her statement, the woman kissed her, she kissed her roughly. The entrance was unprecedented, but she could not deny that she still had attraction for this woman. Out of helplessness, Layla kissed back, her body succumbing to the warmth the masked woman gave her.

She moaned a little as the woman sucked on her lips, reaching out for her tongue earnestly like she had been denied love for a very long time. She was getting Layla lost in desire before her hands slowly gripped her mounds, massaging them in a circular motion with so much intent.

“So soft. My precious.” She could feel herself getting wet for her, and she quickly pulled her top to her neck, her hands still holding Layla's in place. She wore no bra and immediately dived in for her hard nipples, sucking and nibbling on them.

“Mhmm.” Layla moaned in approval as her body twisted in delight, should she be allowing this woman to touch her? She couldn't think straight as her lover began to flick at her rock hard nipples with her tongue, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body. She wanted more of that.

She pulled her lover's face towards her so she could have another kiss, as their lips intertwined, Layla could feel a sense of familiarity well up within her. She felt like she had done this before, but she couldn't put her hands on it. Soon she was lifted and saddled across the woman before she was dumped on her table, her lover quickly pushing things aside with a hand sweep just to create space.

She never stopped kissing Layla as she put her on the table and when she was down she hastily took off her shirt and the moment her B cups were free, Layla went straight for them, biting at her nipples to mark her territory.

A low groan came from the masked woman as Layla pulled her nips away from her mounds, watching them snap back. That alone made her patience reduce by over 50%, and now she wanted to fuck her till she couldn't speak any more.

Her hands dipped to her thighs and she found the wet spot between her legs, she moved her fingers in a circular motion, resulting in a moan from Layla before she pulled her closer to her and shifted her panties to the side. Now she could see the strawberry cream inside the chocolate cookie, and she wanted to eat it so bad.

She inserted three fingers, and began to jerk them in an unruly manner, riling up her prey as she moaned freely, she was brutally hitting her G-spot and if she continued, she would force her to squirt. Her free hand undid the bottom of her pants, there was a stiff hardness in it and when she pulled down the zip, a thick cream-coloured 7 inches bounced out of her pants.

The cap was a bright pink, and it had angry veins all over it, she grabbed her rod and rubbed it against Layla's opening, enticing her. She gasped, she never had the idea of being penetrated but now that she thought of it, it was extremely erotic, and she wanted to be pounded hard.

Her lover slowly pushed into her, and she could feel herself expand as her cock slid into her. She threw her head back in pleasure, the entrance was enough to get her twice as wet as she previously was. Now slowly, her lover began to thrust, making sure she felt every inch that went in and out of her. Layla groped her breasts in desire as she watched the faint image of her crush fuck her wet cunt.

The speed escalated from slow to fast, hard and rough, Layla held on to her, enjoying the feeling of being roughly fucked in her cunt. She was moaning helplessly as the cock tore into her over and over again. Soon both ladies were panting, fluids were glossing over their skin as they made love to each other.

She then decided it was better to change positions and flipped Layla's legs to the side, allowing her more access to go deeper and faster, something she did with all her hip training. It was getting harder for Layla to focus as the pre wave of her orgasm washed up on her. She knew her pussy would be super sore after the masked woman was done with her. She placed a hand over her throat before sliding two fingers in her mouth for her to suck.

“Nasty little girl.” She cooed at her as her pussy watered even more, Layla let out a long groan, “cum for me, you little slut.” She knew she would cum soon, and she stared intently into her lover's eyes while she smacked her breasts multiple times.

“Fuck! Ahhh!” Her legs shook with pleasure as she let out more sensual sounds from her lips, throwing her head around, trying to gather her breath. Everything spun so fast, and it took her a little time to get back to her regular thinking.

Her cheeks were flushed with blood, and she reached down to her lips, a little touch, and she winced, she was very sensitive for now, but she still got to her feet and fixed the lights. When she looked around, no one was around.

“Where did she go?” She had disappeared once again, making a little frown of frustration pull across her face. She definitely knew it was one of the actresses playing games, but she had no idea who it was. She would catch this person herself.

Layla cleaned herself up and put back her clothes, her nipples were still hard from the intercourse, but she had to go home now. She walked down the hallway, multiple actors and actresses could be seen talking, rehearsing or even just going home too. Her mind never stopped replaying what happened, it was one of the most sensual things that had ever happened to her.

She didn't want to admit it, but she loved it and craved more.

“I don't know why the boss is so interested in that new actress anyway, she's not even that good.”

Just as she was about to get to the elevator, she heard some murmurs, and they caught her attention, people were talking about her? She stood still, not moving from the spot any more, conflicted whether she could approach them or ignore them.

She chose to ignore and made her way to the elevator.

“Isn't she the one over there?”

She waited for it to reach her floor until some girls surrounded her, and now she was greatly confused.

“Um excuse me, how can I help you?” She tried to be polite as the last thing she wanted to do was bring out her ghetto.

“Yeah you can definitely help us, tell us what you're doing that is making the boss favour you so much? Are you sleeping with her?”

“Excuse me?” The accusation was loud, and the sassy blonde didn't give her enough time to register.

“Yeah you heard me, you sleep around to get promotions right?”

“You're highly mistaken, I wouldn't do something like that, I'm not you or in any way related to you.” She shot back and just as she turned her back on the girl, she was pushed and knocked back into the wall.

“You think you're so smart right? You're not even pretty so I don't know what Reina sees in you!” The other girl was getting violent, she kept invading her space and pushing no matter how hard Layla tried to not be physical. She wasn't backing down.

“Just leave me alone!” Layla finally pushed her back.

“How dare you?!” She raised her hand to knock her a slap, but it stayed in the air, and never came down.

“Don't you dare touch her Molly, unless you want your hand broken.” Katrina pushed her away with barely an atom of strength, it was the reward she got for going to the gym a lot. She shot Molly with a devil's glare, standing protectively in front of Layla.

“Stay the fuck out of this! How does this even concern you?” She growled at her, rubbing her sore wrist.

“This isn't your daddy's house where you can do whatever you want, Layla is very dear to me, touch her again, and I'll fuck you up.” Katrina threatened before instinctively grabbing Layla's hand and pulling her closer to herself.

Molly could only growl before she stormed out with her escort that had followed her, going alongside with her. When she was gone, Layla let out a huge sigh, her shoulders drooping from a height.

“Thank you, I really don't know how I can repay you Kat.”

“Don't sweat it, Molly can be a real bitch sometimes, she's crazy.” Katrina snorted at where the unstable human once stood, “did she hurt you?” Kat changed from tough and protective to sweet and concerned.

“No she didn't, I didn't do anything to her, she was gossiping about me, and then she approached me. I wish she did it outside, I would have broken her face.” Layla clenched her fingers together, hard enough to show her veins.

“It's not just her actually, everyone is talking about you.” Kat broke the news to her, a wave of surprise washed up on her being.

“Are you serious?” She couldn't believe it.

“Yes. It seems Boss favours you a lot and everyone wants to know what you did to her. She always speaks of you highly, despite the fact that you're still very new.” She explained as they got into the elevator, it seemed they were both going home, “some people believe that you're sleeping with her, but they won't say because they know Boss would have them beheaded before it came out of their mouths the instant she hears of such.” she made a pop sound with her mouth as they moved through multiple floors.

Now Layla felt bad, and she couldn't help but feel bad about the whole situation. This was going to cause a lot of trouble if the situation wasn't handled properly. But just like a witch, Katrina had read her mind.

“It's not your fault Lays.” She placed a hand on her shoulder and this was enough to bring Layla back into her reality. She turned to Katrina who had a very bright smile spread across her face and she was instantly reminded as to why she fell in love with her. She was so mesmerizing.

“Yeah…. You're right…” she was losing focus as she noticed everything about her. Katrina was way taller than her, a whooping 5''10, and she had an athletic build and that was because she was a gym babe. She wore her hair purple and had multiple piercings, and today she even wore a nose ring.

She also had long dainty fingers, the same fingers she lodged inside of Layla a few days ago. Her thoughts began to morph into sensual ones, and she had to control herself, or she would end up doing something with her in the elevator.

They finally reached the ground floor and Layla was speeding off.

“Hey wait!” She called before taking long strides to meet up with her, Layla struggled to maintain eye contact, “Did Boss invite you for her niece's birthday party?”

Layla's eyes lit in surprise, how did she know? Wait, she didn't, she just asked a question. Should she lie?

“Well… yes she did, but I'm not sure if I'll go.”

“You should!” She chirped, another smile taking over her mature being, “I'm going shopping, if you're not busy then you should tag along.” She chirped once again and Layla found it hard to say no.

So she follows Katrina shopping.

They went to the biggest mall in the city, you could find anything and everything there, especially things you never expect to see at a mall.

Layla was excited, both ladies immediately entered the dress aisle and while Katrina didn't waste time in selecting her choice, Layla had to try everything on. An hour shopping date had turned into 3 hours and Layla's cart was piling.

“Kat, come check this out.” She called from inside the dressing room, and she saw Layla in a sexy see through dress that stuck to her like a second skin. She didn't notice, but Kat licked her lips twice as she scanned her coworker.

“You should definitely get this one.” She moved closer to run her hands down Layla's hips, making her blush wildly.

“Yeah…” she stifled a moan as Kat began to rub more intimate areas, bending slowly to nibble on her earlobe, “Kat I don't think we should!” Taking a step away from her, she turned to face her company who had lust burning her body.

Kat didn't listen, and she pressed her body against Layla's, cornering her to the mirror, “You don't like me touching you?” Her eyes drooped in disappointment, she hoped for a different response.

“It's not that but…it's supposed to be strictly professional. You know it's against company laws for workers to date. What if we get caught?”

“And what if we don't?” She leaned down to gently cup the sides of her face, to Katrina, Layla was the most adorable thing on earth.

“And what if we do?” She shot back, she just started working at Hedonis, she didn't want to be on Reina’s bad books.

“Fine, I won't touch you any more, but on one condition.” She pulled away, her pale skin had a drizzle of red on it now.

“What?”

“I want you to be my date for the party.” A moment of silence felt like an eternity, it had to come to an end eventually.

“Fine. I'll be your date.” She agreed, but she hoped she wasn't making a mistake.