Encountered Ch. 03

***Thank you all for the ratings and wonderful comments. I'm delighted that you enjoy the story. I apologize for any errors within these chapters, I started this story when sick at home with the flu. This chapter is a bit longer as opposed to the other two, as per request. I'm sure many of you will question when the reunion will take place between Lexi and Nathaniel. It'll be soon, I'm just trying to create a foundation first! I hope you all enjoy. Again, thank you for reading. ***

After a week of continuous labor and decorating, the new loft began to feel like a home should. Lexi had quite literally spent every day and night decorating every square inch to her taste. Primarily because keeping herself busy kept away all of the unwanted thoughts that continuously seemed to crash through her mind.

The white walls of the loft were painted in soft, soothing colors and then decorated with beautiful pieces of artwork and carefully crafted metal details. The living area was decorated in pops of color that brought out a modern, airy and comfortable atmosphere.

On the accented brink wall- Lexi's favorite picture of her and Owen hung in a white wooden frame. In the photo, Owen was sitting on top of a picnic table with his arms around Lexi's waist looking at her with that beautiful dimple popping smile and loving eyes. Lexi was standing in between his legs wearing a beautiful white summer dress that clung to her body in all the right places. Her head was tilted up towards the sun and she was laughing- the sun radiating behind her making her look like a Grecian goddess. They were both so happy and caught up in each other that they didn't even notice the picture being taken.

Although the apartment was quite beautiful when she first saw it, there was a familiarity to it that made Lexi feel sickly reminiscent. It was incredibly striking and polished. Each detail was smoothed over, perfected. It was the dream loft that she would have described when she was young, carefree and eighteen. Unsettlingly similar to the loft that Nathaniel Stone would claim her in day after day when the office use wasn't enough for him. Reminding her to whom she belonged. A balance of an old dream and an old nightmare.

Exhausted, Lexi's settled herself onto the couch, taking in all of her hard work. Slowly her eyes focused on the mirror that hung on the wall near the couch.

"Look at yourself," familiar words broke the silence that clung to the air.

She nearly fell off the couch as she spun to locate the source of the voice with a wildly beating heart.

"Whoa!! Calm down, babe," It was Owen who sauntered over to her side with a look of concern on his face, "Look at you! You've got bags under your eyes and look like hell."

"You're too charming," Lexi snorted, rolling her eyes and taking a better look of herself through the mirror.

He was right, of course. She looked awful. Her eyes were red and decorated in deep purple bags. Her hair was thrown into a disheveled pony tail and looked as if she had been rolling around on a static carpet for the past hour.

She couldn't help but laugh at her own reflection before turning back to Owen, "Well, I guess looking like hell has its upsides. I've finally finished decorating the place."

Owen broke eye contact with her and scanned the apartment, a low whistle indicating that he was thoroughly impressed with the outcome.

He finally smiled at her and settled onto the couch, wrapping a muscular arm around her frame and pulling her in close, "Hell, if teaching fails then you've got a damn good shot at being an interior designer. But you should probably get some sleep before you're parent's come here tomorrow."

Lexi smiled and closed her exhausted eyes, placing her head onto his muscular chest. She hadn't a good night's rest in over a week. She publically blamed most of it on all of the things that needed to be done around the loft. Realistically, it was because her mind continuously found itself drifting back to memories with Nathaniel Stone. Being in Oak Brooks was hard as it was, but having an apartment that reminded her of his existence definitely didn't help.

The bones of the loft remained the same; however the rest of it was altered Lexi's preference. The apartment looked like it belonged to her now. It was truly her home.

"Alright, let's get you to bed," Owen said before effortlessly lifting Lexi up into his arms, "You're not going to fall asleep on this couch again."

Lexi wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at him as he walked them into the master bedroom, "I'm definitely feeling tired."

"Hmm, not good enough, babe," He replied, throwing her onto the bed.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, confused.

Owen lunged himself on top of her, pinning her down with his weight. "Tired isn't good enough," he repeated softly, bringing his lips to the nape of her neck and sucking until she couldn't help but moan, "I want you exhausted."

Letting out a soft laugh, Lexi ran her hand through his hair as he continued to tenderly kiss her neck, "Exhaust me, Owen. Exhaust me good."

Owen pulled away from her, watching her with lust hungry eyes and a playful smile, "You look so sexy, even with bags under your eyes."

"Stop talking and just fuck me already."

He left out a heartwarming laugh before dipping his head back down and pressing his hot lips against hers. Lexi deepened the kiss and pushed her hips upwards, rotating them in soft circles against his groin region.

This time, Owen moaned into her mouth and yanked her jeans down her legs in one powerful pull. Under him, she used one foot to guide the rest of the pant leg off and used the other to fling the jeans off of the bed.

Owen began to run his fingers up and down her lady parts over a pair of thin underwear. His fingers were soft and teasing and Lexi's body responded immediately. Her juices began to soak through the panties. She could feel Owen smiling through the kiss.

She pulled his shirt off of him and threw it across the room before running her hands over his muscular back.

Reaching down, he removed his own pants and continued to play with Lexi's soaking pussy through her underwear.

"Fuck me," She gasped, digging her fingernails into his back and running them downwards to his ass. She grabbed a firm grip on him and pushed her hips against his.

Through their underwear, she could feel him. Rock hard and ready. She began to grind her hips against his.

"Fuck," he gasped before ripping her panties off her in one quick movement, pressing two fingers into her soaking pussy. He fucked her with his fingers, slow but powerful while his thumb rubbed firmly against her clit.

Alexia groaned softly and began running her fingers across the waste-band of his boxer briefs, teasing him.

His fingers began moving faster, fucking her as she dipped her hand into his briefs and stroked his thick cock slowly.

Her body was shaking and she could feel the heat and pleasure radiating from every part of her body. Lexia then gently traced her fingers over his balls and grabbed onto them before pulling away.

Owen hissed as his pace on her cunt increased further, his thumb working on her clit quickly.

With her back arched and her body on fire, he pulled his boxers off and quickly thrusted himself into her throbbing warmth.

Both Owen and Lexi gasped and their hands grabbed at each other's bodies hungrily. His large hands cupped her perky tits perfectly. Her nails dug down his back with one hand and firmly grabbed his muscular ass with the other.

With each thrust, Lexi would raise her hips to meet his.

Lexi's body was tightening deliciously as they continued to move together perfectly. Her hands ran up his back and to his hair, giving him a soft tug.

Knowing what she wanted, he immediately grabbed a firm hold of her hips and flipped onto his back. Lexi adjusted her positioning and raked her nails down the front of his chest.

Now, having full control, Lexi began to move purposely against him. From the look on his face, she knew that he was close and she made each movement more powerful.

Her back arched and her body was trembling with desire to let go. Her speed was quick, powerful and demanding. Beneath her, Lexi watched as Owen unraveled. His moans mirrored hers as she raised herself up and down on his thick cock quickly until her body couldn't hold back any longer. She could feel every atom in her body coming apart on top of him as they rode out an orgasm together.

When they finished, Lexi slumped over on top of Owen. Both glistening in a thin layer of sweat and desperate to catch their breath.

Lexi leaned down to kiss Owen and moved off of him, settling on the bed against his side.

"Exhausted, babe?" Owen whispered into her ear, kissing her gently on the cheek.

"Thoroughly exhausted," Lexi laughed with closed eyes.

"Me too," he said, and although she was turned away she could hear an adorable smile on his voice as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in closer to him.

It didn't take long for the exhausted couple to drift away to sleep. And for Lexi, nightmares of the past weren't quite done with paying her visits.

***

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Lexi cursed to herself under her breath as she ran through the main entrance lobby of the company building. Her long brown hair dancing wildly behind her as she dodged around each person as if they were a part of an obstacle course.

"Excuse me, I'm so, so sorry," She apologized as she crashed into two different people simultaneously, making her way to the elevator.

As soon as the doors opened, Lexi darted into the corner of the elevator and desperately tried to catch her breath and sooth her nerves.

Maybe he's out on business? Or maybe he didn't even notice that I'm not on time! Lexi thought to herself hopefully as the elevator climbed up to the top floor.

"Alexia Winters, report to my office immediately." A low, irritated voice echoed off of the marble walls.

Lexi's shoulders slumped as she let out a frustrated groan. Of course he noticed. It's as if he could feel her presence the second she stepped into the building.

As the doors of the elevator opened and Lexi noticed a couple of eyes glance over at her sympathetically as she made her way towards Mr. Stone's office. Walking past her own desk, she noticed that there were no documents that needed to be completed or filed away.

"There was only a couple of sheets, honey. As far as he knows, you had nothing to do so far today," the grey haired receptionist said as Lexi walked by with a wink, "He's been looking for you for the past twenty minutes. Been driving me crazy."

Lexi forced a nervous smile, "Thank you so much, Klara."

Before anything else, Lexi could feel a pair of icy blue eyes drilling into her. Turning her body, she noticed that the large wooden door at the end of the hall was opened and a tall, muscular body stood in its entrance way.

"Alexia," his low voice carried its way down the hall and latched onto her skin causing goose bumps to decorate her creamy flesh. "Come."

A shiver ran through her body as she began to walk to his office with her eyes casted downwards on the floor.

His eyes remained on her the whole time, unwavering. As she stepped into his office, he closed the door loudly behind her causing her to jump.

Nathaniel Stone was continuously pleased by the reaction his mere presence caused to little Alexia Winters.

"You were late," he told her simply. His powerful stature sauntered around her quivering frame much like a predator inspecting its prey before an attack.

"I'm sorry Mr. Stone, it won't happen again."

A finger eased itself under her chin and tilted her head upwards. Her frightened, green eyes stared into taunting deep blue ones.

"Now kitten, have you forgotten how to properly address me already? I believe that it was just yesterday that I was having you to scream it aloud. Must I remind you?" His was smiling down at her now.

"No Sir," her voice quivered as she corrected herself.

"No? My, my," his eyes widened mockingly as he studied her face, "are you saying no to a proper lesson?"

Lexi blinked, feeling trapped and confused, "What? No! I'm just saying that I remember, Sir."

He studied Lexi's face for a bit longer before finally letting go and turning away. As he walked back to his desk, Lexi watched as he removed his suit jacket and placed it neatly on a coat rack. Through the reflection of the large windows, Lexi could see that he had a small smirk tugging on the corner of his lips. Nathaniel then slowly rolled up the arms of his black dress shirt, revealing tanned muscular skin. He was an unbelievably striking man- disarmingly so. His frame was tall, lean and dangerously muscular. With black colored hair that perfectly framed his chiseled, sharp features and strong jaw. She watched as he settled himself into his plush leather chair, before turning to look back at her.

"Here kitty, kitty," Nathaniel sneered, beckoning to her to him.

Her heart was beating so loudly that she swore he could hear it, his sneer only widening.

Hesitantly, she walked over to him and stood in front of the desk with her hands clasped in front of her.

"Tsk, tsk," He started, standig up he briskly walked around the desk- closing the distance between them. He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered, "Don't you know that kitten's walk on all fours."

"Please, Sir. I'm sorry for coming in late and anything else I did wrong," Lexi could feel her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up at him. He simply raised an eyebrow and smiled in response, waiting.

Slowly, Lexi sank onto her hands and knees in front of Nathaniel Stone, who watched her carefully. He took a step back and cocked his head, observing her.

"Hmmm," he thought aloud, crouching down to lazily run his fingers down her back and over her ass.

"I have a better idea," effortlessly, he wrapped a muscular arm around Lexi and pulled her up, pressing her body against his own. She trembled against him, feeling his thick, growing manhood pressing into her stomach.

Lexi was dragged to the other side of the desk and placed on the ground facing Nathaniel, who once again seated himself on his leather throne.

"Strip," Nathaniel commanded, his eyes narrowing on the trembling girl in front of him.

"Please, Mr. Stone-" she began, but was cut off when his arm reached out, grabbed onto her shirt and drew her closer to him. She could feel his breath on her cheek as he spoke.

"Listen carefully, Alexia," He warned, amusement trickling in his voice, "When I tell you to address me properly, you do it. When I tell you to strip that slutty little body of all of its clothes, you do it. You must know this by now, kitten. I assure you, I'm not the most patient of men, but I'm willing to take the time to transform you into my perfect little whore. Now, strip."

He gently pushed her away and Lexi felt tears forming in her eyes once again as she shifted her gaze to the floor. She had never before felt so humiliated and mortified. To forcefully strip in front of the man who had made the past two months of her life a living nightmare as he watched with that sick little smile twisted on his face.

The room was completely silent with the exception of the traffic running on the streets below from the window. Lexi tried to calm her trembling hands and shaking body- hating herself for appearing so weak. Slowly, as commanded, she unbuttoned each smooth little button on her shirt and pulled it off of her, letting it drop onto the floor.

"Eyes on me," Nathaniel's cold voice cut into her. Lexi couldn't hold back any longer and allowed the tears to fall freely from her face as she locked her eyes on his.

Lexi then unbuttoned her pants, watching as Nathaniel's eyes dipped downward and watched hungrily as she pulled them down.

"Pause, kitten," he instructed, taking a moment to let his eyes devour the site of her in front of him.

Lexi stood awkwardly, dressed in only a pair of high heeled black boots, a red lace bra and black lace underwear.

"From the looks of it, it seems like you decided to come late today in hopes of something more," he sneered, motioning to her sexy attire.

Self-consciously Lexi brought her hands together in front of her, trying to fold herself smaller so he would have less to inspect and critique.

Nathaniel reacted so quickly that Lexi wasn't aware what was happening until she was bent over and pinned onto the desk.

"You. Never. Hide. From. Me. Alexia. Do you understand?" He hissed at her, grabbing a fist full of her hair and yanking it back to himself.

A soft squeal escaped from Lexi as she began to struggle under him, frantically trying to twist away from his grasp.

"You just keep digging yourself a deeper hole, kitten." Nathaniel chuckled as he held the struggling girl down with ease. "Let's teach you another lesson today, shall we?"

He then grabbed hold of her black lace panties and tore them off of her in a powerful tug. She yelped in pain as he dug his nails into the creamy flesh of her round, firm ass and squeezed. "This ass belongs to me."

Nathaniel's fingernails then raked up the curve of her back and he tore the bra off of her. Holding her in place with his hips, he allowed both hands to make their way to her breasts. Taking on in each hand, he squeezed them quite firmly before grabbing on a hold of each nipple. He pulled on them until he heard another cry of pain from Lexi, "These perfect tits, belong to me."

His hands then traveled down to her delicate parts, his fingers grazing the slit softly. Beneath him, Lexi was now sobbing, powerless to the invasion of his touch. Nathaniel teased her slit, running two fingers up and down it. "And this, kitten. This sweet little cunt is mine." His fingers dipped into her, pumping slowly. With his other hand, he reached down and began to rub her clit.

"It would be smart of you to realize this, little kitten. I own you. Every single part. You're mine." Nathaniel Stone cooed as he continued his assault on her cunt-slipping his fingers in and out of her until she became wet to his satisfaction, his other hand rubbing her clit furiously.

"Say it," he ordered.

"You own me, Sir." Lexi stammered, ashamed of her body's response to his greedy touch.

***

Lexi's eyes snapped open as she sat upright in bed. Her lungs feeling as if they had just been set on fire as she struggled to regain a normal breathing pattern.

Glancing to her side, she watched as Owen slept peacefully next to her lost in his peaceful dream-land.

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