Celibate Girl (4)

For some reason I thought you guys wouldn't like this short story but I'm glad you proved me wrong. This short story is the most requested, so I decided to post :) I'm still working on POL as well, you guys will get that next. Have a happy and prosperous New Year guys! Enjoy!






"Are you ready?" she asked straddling him on the chaise.

"As ready as I'll ever be"

He sat patiently waiting for her. With his eyes blindfolded, he could only use his imagination as he lay there on the chaise in his office, virtually immobile for he was beginning to get anxious. This was something totally new to him and he had no perception of what to do. Relying solely on his brain to direct him, although he wondered if that was a good idea. His natural instincts made him want to hold her in his arms, kiss her, make endless love to her. But she wasn't just an ordinary girl. She had been scarred so young much like him but they couldn't be any more different. He dealt with his situation by finding the thing that he most longed for, which was to be loved, by searching for substance in his place of work. The place where he spent most of his time being the creator of this enormous franchise. Following in the footsteps of his father who had taught him everything he knew. 

She, on the other hand, choose to isolate herself and hold on to her virtue for as long as she could. Given what she'd been through, he couldn't blame her one bit. The thought of someone trying to take advantage of her was repulsive. He would never do that to her. For such a beautiful young woman, he found her work ethic more enticing than anything. Which is why he often kept her late into the afternoon just to study her, be around her and unbeknownst to him, love her. She was the epitome of what he was looking for in a woman. Her keen sense of attention to detail when it came to making sure that his vision came to life was remarkable. Hiring her when she was just a newly graduated girl with no experience in the marketing world, was the best decision he'd made in his whole career. He had to have her at all cost, even if it meant that his former lifestyle had to go. 

"You can move you know." He heard her say. Drake felt her next to him, she was idly standing near his torso. He then realized that all his other senses were heightened. Undoubtedly so. 

"I'm just being patient" he simply replied. His arms folded on his stomach and feet resting on the other end of the chaise. She smirked at him. 

"That's good to hear Mr. Graham"

Nicki straddled him and stared as his face tensed up. She grabbed his hands and locked them with hers before leaning in and planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"Green" he breathed after she broke away. 

Taking initiative, she trailed down to his neck just as he'd done with her minutes before. He squirmed beneath her as she pecked it and eventually licked his earlobe.

"Red" 

She found it funny how fast she'd find his spot just that quick. "Already found that forbidden area, huh?" she asked seductively into his ear. His face tensed and his eyebrows furrowed together.

"This isn't as fun as I'd hoped. You're really teasing me here, and the fact that I can't see you is even worse."

"Are you complaining? Because I still can accept that job offer and you won't ever see me again...at least in this setting." She smirked at him as he twisted up his face. The thought was clearly unwelcoming for him.

"Of course not! I'll never forgive myself if you were to leave."

"Good to know. Now back to what I was doing."

Taking a different approach, Onika decided to see if he could withstand her being entirely in control so she grabbed both of his hands and started at her face. He didn't move a muscle but she could tell that he was confused because she was supposed to be touching him but instead, she was guiding his hands along her body.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Switching it up Mr.Graham." Onika dismissed his curiosity.

"Green" he bellowed confidently as she guided his hands along her neck and down her shoulders. Nicki smirked and continued his torture getting warmer as she went. She allowed his hands to cup her breasts in his hands and looked at him. A smile was splayed across his face as he enjoyed the feel of her skin. This was indeed fun. The fact that he was blind-folded was the only bad thing about the whole experience.

"Yellow" he groaned. Onika couldn't help but smile. At the moment, this was way better than being stuck at her desk occupied with work. She placed his hands on her thighs and moved up and around to her backside. "I love this" he announced. "It feels like a basketball only smoother. Your skin is so soft Onika."

"Baby oil and cocoa butter"

"Sounds divine" Drake palmed her with his hands and gave it a light squeeze. 

Onika thought that he was enjoying this entirely too much for her liking so she went to the next step. She placed his hands back on her thighs and slowly guided them up. She could feel him tense up a little. She continued her torture to her inner thigh nearing the apex. Drake could feel her skin get warmer as she went along. Maybe it was him but something was getting hot. She heard his labored breathing and wanted to test him even more. She took his index finger and ran it across the fabric of her panties. He immediately panicked reaching her most prized possession. It didn't take long to know that the fabric was lace; his weak spot. A red flag.

With clenched teeth he moved to get up hastily trying not to make her fall in the process. He just had to stop this and now.

"Onika stop! I can't do this!" Drake sat up snatching the tie from around his eyes and leaped up, going towards the door. He needed to calm himself a bit. He steeped out gripping a fist full of curls and stood by the door with his chest heaving. Things got heated very quickly and the only thing he wanted to do was take her right then and there. But he couldn't.

It was a good thing that his office was on the opposite side of everyone else's, otherwise he could only imagine the looks on peoples faces to see him storming out in such a disarray wondering what had transpired within those four walls.

On the other side of the door, Onika quickly got dressed and sat back down on the chaise. Maybe I pushed him too far, she thought. She sat biting her lip in nervousness not knowing what else to do. She was just about to get up again when he came back inside.

Drake stared at Onika who was still in the same spot. She looked confused and even worse afraid of him, confusion etched on her face. She noticed he was panting and sweating profusely and she frowned. "I'm okay." He said reassuring her. "I just can't handle this right now. It's too much" he explained relieving the silence between them.

"What exactly you can't handle?" She asked hesitantly.

"This..." He moved in closer and motioned with his hands before trailing them up her thighs to her waist and even higher towards her breasts. He gave them a gentle squeeze which made her close her eyes briefly and sighed. Nicki stared at him, mouth agape. "Especially when I can't see you. It makes me anxious because all I want to do is..." His voice trailed off as he paced his office trying to explain. "God! This is going to be so hard!" He yelled. His frustration getting the better of him. 

Onika cocked an eyebrow at him but he couldn't see her reaction because his back was now facing her. She hopped off the chaise and stood behind him while placing a hand on his shoulders making him stop all movement immediately. 

"Is what?" She had worry etched on her face. 

"I want to be able to please you but I know you don't want that and it's hard for me to come to terms with especially when you do stuff like that." He whispered and made eye contact with her. His fears of not being strong enough to endure her vow of celibacy resonated with just one look. She knew this was going to be hard for him; it's even hard for her at times. This was the main reason why she didn't look forward to dating anyone. She realize how quickly things can spiral out of control, as it just did.

"What if I told you that it's hard for me too?" She asked. 

"Come here" he held his hand out to her and he pulled her onto his lap as he sat in his chair and nuzzled her. "I understand. I told you that I'll respect your wishes and I'm going to keep that promise no matter how difficult it might get." Drake kissed her forehead and she snuggled into his warm embrace. She was glad that she found someone who willing to accept her demands.

Within a few minutes she was soundly sleeping in his arms. It had been a long day and they both lost track of time. It was like they were the only two people in the world. He checked his watch. It was almost four o'clock. He got up and placed her on the chaise she occupied moments ago and wrapped his jacket around her small frame. Drake had some more work to finish before he could call it a day but having her in his office asleep made it that much better to endure his workload. A few minutes later, a knock on his office door startled him from his work. 

"Come in" his muffled voice bellowed. He tried being quiet enough so that he wouldn't wake Nicki who was still asleep on the chaise. Fiona appeared in the doorway moments later. 

"Mr. Graham, I just came to inform you that your first interview is scheduled for tomorrow morning at nine." She was unaware of Onika sleeping in the far corner of the room. 

"Thank you Fiona." He informed not taking his eyes off of Onika. Fiona glanced in the direction he had his eyes trained to and she smiled before turning back to meet his gaze. He said nothing but his expression said it all as he twirled his pen in his hands and thought about how he didn't even need to do anything sexual to get to have the satisfaction of seeing how beautiful she slept. He found comfort knowing that she was his and no one else's. 

"Forgive me, but is she..." 

"She was tired." He interrupted. "We were talking"

Fiona nodded in understanding not wanting to be too nosey. She knew that Onika would tell her the details later.

"I also have some designs I need you to approve before I send the sketches to manufacturing" she handed him a handful of papers.

"Thank you"

"You're welcome" she said turning to leave hastily. 

Over the weekend,  Onika was hard at work preparing for their showcase for the launch of their women's line in Italy in a few days even with Kellise and Imani over she managed to get stuff done while still spending time with them. She had agreed that she would attend but she was stern on having her own hotel room which Drake already agreed to. He was just happy that she wanted to accompany him because he really didn't want to go to the banquet after the showcase of the new women's line alone. Fiona would also be attending as acting designer, along with his father who he was nervous for Onika to meet because he knew his father would ask many questions, including how they met. Considering that he was always taught to not mix business with pleasure, he was a little apprehensive on how his father would take it when he reveal that she is an employee of his.

"So, I have something to share." Onika looked up from her work at Fiona.

"Continue" Fiona responded.

"I decided to give him a chance" Onika announced.

"If it's Aubrey Drake Graham you're referring to then I already knew that."

"Wait, how did you find out? Has he said something to you?" Onika was perturbed by Fiona having already found out about her decision without her telling her first.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch. I came to give him the sketches when you were asleep in his office. He just said that you guys talked before you fell asleep." Fiona assured her. Onika didn't say anything. She was happy that Drake kept his assistant in the dark about what exactly had transpired between them in his office otherwise she would have been embarrassed.  She didn't like the idea of him sharing their intimate moments with anyone. "Is their something else you need to tell me?" Fiona asked sensing that she wasn't getting the full story.

"No." she lied. Her phone went off just as she said that. It was welcoming distraction from Fiona's intense stare. Looking at it, she found that it was Drake again. He had been texting her all last night and they even had a long phone conversation into the wee hours of the morning. Most of it was business related though. She ignored it and went back to finishing her work. He could wait.

Minutes later, and her phone was still going off but she knew it was him again. She rolled her eyes as she opened the text.

I went to your office but you weren't in there. Where are you exactly? I haven't received my morning kiss yet.

Onika wanted to toy with him a little so she quickly texted him back.

Come find me and get it ;)

She smirked knowing that he would indeed come looking for her. Onika put her Blackberry back down and resumed her work as Fiona shook her head.

"You are too much."

"I know."

It only took Drake a couple minutes to find her sitting at a round table with Fiona discussing plans for the showcase. He knew that they would be in the conference room drawing up plans. He stalked over to them in a navy blue Gucci suit with a red tie and white button down shirt. Both women looked at him as he entered. Onika blushed. She was becoming smitten with him even more than she had anticipated.

"Good morning Mr. Graham" Fiona greeted warmly. He gave her quick hello back and went to Onika who was sitting stock still at the table. Her eyes were focused on him but again she said nothing. He was so breath-takingly beautiful that she had no words. Drake placed a hand on the back of Onika's chair and with his other hand, he caressed the side of her face before greeting her too.

"Good morning Onika." Looking up at him she found the courage to say something back but it proved to be difficult when someone was watching.

"Good morning."

Drake bent down even further and captured her lips with his. He didn't care about Fiona's jaw dropping next to him. All he cared about in that moment was the person he was focused on; Onika. The kiss lasted longer than he had intended it to, but he wasn't complaining. After they broke away, he quickly stood up straight and turned on his heel leaving them to their work.

Before exiting the conference room, he turned back towards them and gave a slight nod and a wink before slowly turning to leave out the door.

"Ladies have a great day" he said leaving. Fiona glanced at Nicki who still had her eyes trained on where he stood moments ago.

"What was that about?"

"That...was him checking in on me." She explained while focusing back on the work ahead of them.

Later on that day, Onika stood in the middle of her living room with her hands on her hips, nervous. She had text her best friend after work with a request of things to get for her because she wasn't knowledgeable about the products she needed. She sat down and covered her hands with her face. Onika couldn't believe she was even considering what she was contemplating on doing. This wasn't her and she wasn't sure if it was a good idea but she was just curious. 

She had no idea what came over her at work but every time she was near Drake sparks flew and it was becoming increasingly hard for her to control herself around him. Now she knew what he was feeling and it wasn't very settling especially when she never felt like this before. 

Ten minutes later, Lauren knocked on her door. Onika hopped up and snatched the door open. Lauren barged on in and sat down three black bags. She turned and looked at Onika with a grin on her face. 

"So bestie..." Lauren tilted her head as if to say what the hell is going on.

"Yeah?" Onika said innocent as she tentatively peeked into one of the bags ignoring her friend inquiring mind.

"Why has my best friend text me to pick up a vibrator? That's what I want to know!" Lauren was loud and blunt. She couldn't believe that her friend who happened to be celibate texting her out the blue for sexual toy.

"Shh Lauren!" Onika whispered. She was embarrassed, and it made her doubt her ability to actually do what she was considering.

"You expect me not to ask questions?" Lauren scoffed as she sat down at the table. "Child please!" Lauren swung her hair over her shoulder in a dramatic way. Even though Onika loved her friend, she knew that they were polar opposites. Lauren was always loud and out there when she was quiet and demure. 

"Can't you just do this favor for me without prodding for answers?" Onika gave her infamous pout. Lauren rolled her eyes.

"You know how tempted I am to say no, but you're right and if you don't want to tell me then I won't push, just like I didn't push the whole I'm dating again issue when you said that you weren't ready couple weeks ago." Onika just stopped and glared her friend. "I said I'm not pushing it!" Lauren snapped.

"Good, so tell me about what's in the bags," Onika demanded and pulled one of the toys out of the bag and her eyes widened.

"That's the butterfly kiss rabbit. It's a more advance toy; you might wanna work your way up to that. That's why I got this." Lauren grabbed the middle bag and pulled out another one.

"Lauren, I only asked for one! I don't want all these in my house especially when I have my nieces over every weekend." Onika fussed as she threw the one she was holding down and grabbed the one in Lauren's hand. "What's so different about this one?"

"The speed and  texture is for beginners, but I'm not sure it's for virgins." Lauren shrugged.

"I'm a grown woman and besides I need to know what the big deal is." Onika said bluntly. 

"Okay," Lauren sighed and pulled something else out of the bag. "I got some KY because that thing between your thighs needs juice, the juicer the better. It makes the process easier. I also got you some wine even though you don't drink and candles so you can create a mood and last but not least a cute outfit."

"This is too much." Onika shook her head in despair. "I just asked for one thing and you brought the whole store with you." She huffed out a breath as she looked at all the stuff.

"Nicki, I just thought I would help with the atmosphere. So stop being so dramatic!" Lauren got up and rubbed her friend's back.

Something was telling her that Onika wasn't doing this because all of a sudden she wanted to. Something had to have happened "Are you sure about using all this stuff, because I could take it home and have some fun with my man."

"Oh yeah how is Mr. David? Last time I saw him, he was at our graduation." Onika asked diverting her last statement. She breathed a sigh of relief as Lauren brought up a conversation that was not focused on her at the moment.

"He's good. Now spill the details on why you need this in this in the first place. All you do is work so who's caught your interest." Lauren demanded. Onika didn't feel like having this conversation right now but she went ahead anyway because Lauren would've prodded for answers regardless.



When Lauren finally left her house,  Onika poured herself a glass of wine to calm herself. Normally she didn't drink but since she couldn't stop the thoughts that plagued her mind, she decided this was better than wallowing in pity or being miserable. She lit the lavender-scented candles and immediately felt her body relax. Onika unzipped her red dress and stepped out of her heels. She took off her bra and panties and stared in the mirror. "Hmm. Not bad Maraj" She stood admiring herself. She was happy with the image she saw. She quickly slipped on the sexy lingerie, it was a cream colored corset with lace panties to match and looked in the mirror. She actually thought she looked hot and her boobs were huge in the corset. She tried to re-adjust them but it just seemed like they weren't going to completely fit in their cups. 

After awhile, she stopped messing around and got situated on her bed. She grabbed the rabbit and lie back on the bed and turned it on and she watched it with nervousness. She made herself comfortable as possible and slowly parted her legs. 

She allowed the toy to just buzz over the fabric of her lace panties. She was expecting something, she didn't know what it was, but she definitely wasn't feeling it. She sat there for a moment hoping that her body would respond but it didn't. She clinched her eyes such and tried to think of something dirty but she was drawing blanks. After a couple minutes she began to get cold she was starting to get annoyed.

"This isn't working!" she whimpered in frustration and just as she was about to allow herself to cry. She heard a knock at the door. She thought that it was just Lauren because she wasn't expecting any visitors. Onika quickly hopped up and stormed to the door about to tell her that these toys were not helping. 

Just as she walked into the living room and opened the door, she was met face to face with the person she hadn't anticipated seeing.

"Oh. My. God!" Drake looked Onika up and down and was shocked and very confused but he quickly covered his eyes remembering that she didn't want him to get a glance of her unmentionables. "Umm, are you busy? I should've called. I'll just leave" He took a step back and almost lost his footing. Onika laughed at his nervousness before prying his hands away from his face. He still had his eyes closed.

"It's alright. You can open your eyes. I don't want you getting hurt" she said sincerely.

"Are you sure?" He asked apprehensively.

"I'm sure" She replied. Drake hesitantly opened his eyes to find her staring at him. She looked radiant in the sexy lingerie. He glanced passed her figure to see all the candles burning and then he looked back at her. So much flesh and he felt himself respond to the mere sight of her. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Do you have company?"

"No, I'm just here by myself." She hid the vibrator behind her back. "What are you doing here?"

"I uh." Drake tried to form words but he kept staring at her chest and then her legs. He wanted her to turn around so that he could get the full view. Onika felt naked and wanted to cover up quickly. "I wanted to see you and I was passing by before going home. I never would have thought that you would … that you'd be occupied. Why are you half naked?" He cleared his throat and then swallowed hard.

"If I tell you do you promise not to laugh?"

"I promise." Drake put his hand over his heart. She pulled him inside and closed the door. He stood waiting for an answer when she showed him the pink vibrator she had behind her back. Drake's face dropped. He was surprised.

Taking it from her hand, he looked at it making the moment more awkward.

"Why do you have this, exactly?"

She shrugged and walked into her kitchen to pour another glass of wine for herself. The drink she had before calmed her nerves but she didn't know what else to do at the moment. Drake caught sight of her behind when she turned around and sucked in a deep breath. Her ass was just as voluptuous as her breasts in that ensemble. She peered at him over the rim of the glass.

"WHAT?"

"You are sexy as hell! I don't know why you choose to cover up that beautiful body of yours like you do."

"Thanks for the compliment...I guess." she paused before finishing her statement. "But you know exactly why Mr. Graham" 

"You still haven't answered my first question." 

"You know the answer to that as well too." He gave her a questioning look. She was clearly teasing him and he didn't like it. "I'm going to change into something more comfortable." Onika sat the glass on the counter and proceeded to leave but he pulled her to him.

"I prefer that you didn't" he purred in her ear as he ran a hand across her stomach. Onika stood still as flames ignited within her that she didn't know what to do. It was the same feeling that got her into this predicament. This was new to her and it both confused and scared her. "Do you feel it?" he asked referring to the spark between them. Onika didn't have to even ask what he meant because she knew full well what he meant.

"Yes." she whimpered. "I was trying to have an outlet of this feeling but it just won't go away and you being here is not making it any better."   

"Or maybe you don't know what you're doing. You really shouldn't be using this, not at first anyway." Drake held up the vibrator that was in his hand. "You should be using these." Drake grabbed her hand and ran his thumb over her fingers. Looking at her while doing so, he stared into her brown eyes. That little gesture made her gulp and she could feel a tingling sensation course through her making her wet. She quickly crossed her legs trying to stop the heat from taking over but it only made it worse. Drake bit the tip of her finger and heard her inhale deeply. 

"What are you feeling right now?" He asked knowing that he was beginning to have an affect on her.

"Whoa. Stop please." 

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to do. I just want you to be able to convey how I make you feel." He kissed her fingers and ran his teeth over it before biting down again. This time Onika bit her bottom lip while suppressing a moan.

"I feel a charge going up my leg to my..."

"To your what?"

"My...there" she pointed with her other hand. Onika just couldn't say the word for the life of her. It felt bad and she was embarrassed to talk to him about it. Her face flushed red. Drake smiled and let go her hand. He saw her blew out a breath she was holding. He turned the toy on and it buzzed and he looked at her.

"What were you thinking about when you were using this?" Onika shrugged her shoulders.

"You" she admitted. Drake raised an eyebrow at her surprised that she even admitted she was thinking about him.

"Really? What was I doing?"

"I don't know! I just wanted it work. I wanted to feel a release of some sort and see what all the talk is about, okay?" The two stood in the living room with nothing but silence between them. Drake didn't know what to say and Onika was just completely mortified. 

As she moved past him and Drake had an extreme urge to seize her roughly and touch her again. He was more than sure he could help her find what she was looking for. Drake felt he needed to make a decision fast, if he didn't take this opportunity now, he might not ever have it again in the near future. "I could help you, I'm sure I could make you reach you peak without ruining your celibacy vow."

"What?" She choked out weakly. She knew he couldn't possibly be suggesting what she thought he was.

"I could teach you how to touch yourself." He explained. 

"Drake I'm not sure that's a good idea" Onika shook her head repeatedly. She knew it was a bad idea but she knew he was probably only trying to pique her curiosity.

"I know it's a bad idea, but I was just trying to help." Drake was now right in front of her and his hazel eyes stared fiercely and passionately into hers.

"It's such a bad idea...and thank you for trying to help but no thanks" she whispered. He smoothed his hands over the sides of her corset and already she was feeling differently about the situation. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves as her mind reeled.

"You're still debating aren't you?" He knowingly asked her since she had made no other attempts to break away from his touch.

"Yes" 

"Well? What do you say Onika?" He murmured as he pulled her to him and allowed her to be close enough to feel his hard on against her stomach. She gasped and she felt something new, something clenched below her navel. This was wrong on so many levels. 


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