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don’t control you that you are out of control? Does she know how fucking crazy that I get when you are not around?”
    I couldn’t help but chuckle.
    “The last time that you laughed at me Amanda, you got slammed down on a car hood and fucked senseless.
    “Yes, I did James. On another note James, is it true that you fired Cindy?”
    This time he chuckled, “You don’t even want to know what I had done to Clarissa.”
    You’re right James, you are twisted.”
    “You have no fucking idea!”
    “Come on, you have un-packing to do at my house.”
    “I don’t want to do it alone,” I whined.
    “Oh you are not doing it alone, I have plans for you.”
    His strides were so long that I found myself almost running to keep up. I couldn’t help but notice that nobody in the office even looked up at me, which only served to make me wonder what he had done to; or worse yet with Clarissa.
    I blurted it out in the car before I lost my nerve, “You didn’t kill her did you; you didn’t kill Clarissa did you?”
    “For once you don’t underestimate me.” Was the only answer that I got.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
                                                                   
    James
         “Mr. Madden, where do you want this box of office supplies?”
    “Place it outside of my office. I’ll be out in a moment.”
    His hand gagged my mouth as he pushed in and out of me while talking to the moving man right outside his dressing room door.
    The large walk-in closet was more like a bedroom and he had placed me up on an island and was pounding away as he hissed threats in my ear.
    “They know that I’m fucking you in here. I love defiling you whenever the notion hits me. Using you for all the rotten things that you have done to me. Thief!”
    “James, I’m sorry please, please you’re going to make me cum.”
    He pulled out of me jerking me down to the edge with my legs cocked up and began attacking my clit with his tongue. My fingers weaved through his hair as I leaned back on my palms taking all that he had to give. For some reason the thought of getting caught only excited me more.
    I covered my mouth to keep from crying out. He stood wedging between my legs and began hammering away at my insides, daring me to look away and promising punishment if I did. I couldn’t get enough of this man.
    We finished up and I tossed on a t-shirt and jeans that I had already unpacked.
    As we were headed out the door he jerked me around and hissed, “Get a different bra on, I can see your fucking nipples!”
    I knew that ever screwing around on this man was not an option; he was too possessive, too jealous and too possessive.
     
     
     
    Amanda
                James stalked me the whole time that the movers were there. He would watch me as if he was waiting to see if I was flirting or talking to any of them. James was absolutely obsessed with me. I never knew what to expect from him. He was the most intense man that I had ever met and all of his sexual intensity was directed towards me. It was like there was cauldron that seethed beneath his surface and I never knew when it would boil over. I would look up and he would be leaned in a doorway seething in my direction. He would pull me around corners and pin me into walls only to begin threatening me with sexual violence and it always had the same effect on me; a fire in my loins.
    When I looked at James I couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t play the field. He was quite the ladies man. He stood at well over six foot tall and he oozed sex appeal. His presence screamed tall, dark, and dangerous. His features were stoic and chiseled, causing him to have a ‘no nonsense’ look about him.
    At times he would squint his eyes when speaking to people; as if he were sizing them up. He had a way of making you feel nervous, like he knew something about you; that you didn’t want him to know.
    He worked out,