Blackmailed by the Beast (3 page)

“You’re so fucking
wet,” he said, and the noise only served to drive her arousal
higher.

Taking her lips again,
he kissed her, and his hand explored between her legs. Lily knew
she should stop his exploration but the part of her that had laid
dormant for so many years was awakening. It called out to her to
let him do whatever the hell he wanted.

He pulled her summer
dress out of the way. She opened her legs, inviting him in, and he
pushed aside her flimsy panties. Now Lily truly knew what it was
like to have a man between her thighs. His touch burned every part,
and she could do nothing but stare into his eyes. One hand still
trapped her own above her head, stopping her from moving away from
him. She should find her voice and scream at him to back down and
leave her alone, but Lily knew she wanted his touch more than she
wanted to take her next breath.

“You’re burning my
hand, so hot and wet.” He moaned and took her lips. He seemed
addicted to her kisses already. “Tell me what you want?”

“I can’t.” Lily sobbed.
Wayne's fingers teased her swollen nub, and her legs were shaking
from keeping them open, unaccustomed to anything he put her
through. No man had ever been between her legs, and Wayne was
breaking all of her own rules.

“You can tell me to
play with your pretty pussy. Tell me to let you come. Tell me
you’ll marry me.”

Lily shook her head.
She couldn’t do it. Marry a man she didn’t even like very much, let
alone love. As a young girl, she’d promised herself to never ever
allow money and position to get in the way of love. Jessica and
George married for money and to further their own situations, and
look where it had gotten them. Bitter, twisted, and totally
broke.

“Please don’t make me
do this?” she begged. Lily bit down on her lip to stop her calling
out. No one would come, and she knew her family had as good as
abandoned her, only satisfied in their own position.

“You’ll be mine,
eventually, Lily. Give in and offer yourself to me.” To state his
point, he fingered her pussy, going from her clit down to the
entrance of her cunt.

Pulling one hand free
from his hold, she stopped him with a hand at his wrist. “Please
don’t.” If he penetrated her walls, he’d take something from her
she wasn’t ready to give him—yet.

“Why are you holding
back?”

“Because I don’t love
you.” Lily respected him more when he didn’t push her hand aside
and proceed with his invasion. He moved up, fingering her clit.

“Love is for fairy
tales and saints. I don’t need your love, just your wedding finger
for now.”

Wayne sounded so cruel.
All of her life she craved the love and affection of her family to
no avail. This man—rich, attractive, and sexually willing gave her
an offer she really couldn’t refuse, but also, one she wanted to
turn down with all of her heart. If she gave in and allowed him to
marry her, she knew her feelings wouldn’t even settle into the
equation in the future. Sex, money, and more sex would be in the
cards.

How could she live a
life without love?

Chapter
Three

Wayne saw the
conflicting emotions cross her face. He flicked her clit to gain
her attention. His dick threatened to burst out of his zipper. He
was so hard.

He moved a hand away
from the wall, and he placed her free hand over his cock confined
to his pants.

“Touch me,” he said.
Her small hand circled around his cock as much as possible through
the trousers. Her gasp made his blood race. Wayne knew from her
innocent reactions that she was becoming attracted to him. Her
leaking cunt confirmed it. She was so wet and juicy. Her hips were
thrusting on his hands trying to get him to play with her nub.
Wayne smiled and ran his fingers through her slit, gathering her
juice on two of his fingers, and then to shock her a little more,
he brought those fingers to his lips and sucked off her cream. Her
husky scent teased his nostrils, and he wanted more. He needed to
put his face in her cunt and lick her clean. If they were in his
own office and not her parents, he’d have her spread over the desk,
half-naked and close to her second climax. From her reaction, this
place didn’t offer her many fun memories.

“You’re so big,” she
mumbled.

Wayne knew then she
didn’t possess any sexual experience beyond the merest fumble in a
car somewhere.

Her innocence astounded
him.

“You taste good,” he
whispered near her ear. His lips locked on the flesh. She bowed to
his touch, and Wayne knew he’d found her sweet spot.

Their pants filled the
air around them, and he wanted to see her come undone in his arms,
to watch the flow of arousal consume her.

“Come for me.” His
fingers found her swollen clit, and she groaned. Her legs quivered.
He supported her with his weight against the bookshelf. His two
fingers ran along her slit and clit. “Look at me. I want to see you
explode,” he said. Her beautiful eyes pierced him with the
desperation she must be feeling. “I’ll take care of you, baby.”
Wayne knew more than anything he’d give this girl the world if only
she opened up and gave him a tiny piece of herself.

All he wanted was the
promise of a future with her.

With a few taps on her
clit, Lily came apart within seconds. Her hands on his body
squeezed, and her cry of pleasure erupted in the air. Wayne
swallowed down her kiss, muffling the sound so no one but he could
hear or know what was happening.

What would it be like
to have his cock inside her pussy when she contracted around him?
Would she get tighter as she thrashed wildly around him? Or would
she be peaceful and serene? Either way, Wayne was going to be the
one and only man to make her lose total control.

“Give me your answer.”
He growled, sucking her juice from his fingers.

A nice red blush
stained her cheeks and the top of her chest. Wayne desired to pull
her gown down and suck on her sweet, hot nipples. How many times
had he fantasized about seeing this voluptuous woman naked? Spread
before him on the silk sheets of his four-poster bed?

“Please, give me more
time?” Her voice quivered, and her body shook. Deep down, he wanted
to take her in his arms and protect her from everything threatening
to pose harm. He needed to stay strong.

“I want your answer
now.”

“Please...”

“Now or never, Lily.”
Wayne pulled away and shut off his emotions.   It was
time to think with his head and nothing else. “When I get to the
door, I better have your answer. If I leave this room without any
answer, the debt collectors will come knocking tomorrow. It’s your
decision, Lily.”

“Why are you doing this
to me?”

Wayne caught her face
in his palms. He looked deep into her eyes. “Because you’re the one
that caught my attention.”

Without a second look,
he walked the short distance to the door, each step like a ticking
clock in his mind. Wayne closed his eyes and prayed she wouldn’t be
stupid. She wouldn’t test his resolve. They didn’t call him the
Beast for nothing.

Hearing her sob caught
at his heart, breaking a little at what he was doing. One way or
the other, she’d realize he wasn’t the monster everyone painted him
as.

All families had their
secrets and so did he. Scars, physical and emotional, bound him
just like her. The desire to look back and promise her it would be
all right was so strong that he decided to shut himself off from it
all. The man in the boardroom took shit from no one.

The heartbeat in his
chest increased in speed, the door got closer with every step he
took, and he had no way of seeing what she was doing behind
him.

A hand on the
doorknob.

This was it. Her last
chance to save herself and her family.

Wayne turned the knob
slowly, giving her every second chance possible.

A twist, a sob, another
twist. So close to being out of the room.

“Please, stop. I’ll
marry you, please don’t leave.” Her plea snared him, and he went
back to where she stood.

One of her hands was
trapped in a tangle of her hair, while the other clutched at her
stomach, tears streaming down her face.

If he could still find
it in him to cry, he would at this very moment. The euphoria inside
him was unlike anything he was used to.

“An excellent answer,”
he said. He picked her up in his arms and moved out of the
room.

“What the hell are you
doing?” she asked. Wayne didn’t care. He came to the Jones’s house
with the intent of having this woman. Mission accomplished, he
intended to get on with the next stage of his plan. He’d acquired
her through blackmail and he would have to use everything at his
disposal to show her the man within. He wouldn’t quit until
everything was bound and legal. Lily wouldn’t ever be able to leave
him.

“I’m taking you away
from here. You’re going to be my wife and not be treated like some
slave.” He kicked the door, and it swung outward. George, Jessica,
and Stephanie came running over. He saw them watching. Her father
looked shamed and gazed at the floor. Her mother pressed a hand to
her heart and smiled, and Stephanie shot daggers at Lily. Wayne saw
all the reactions, and he was disgusted with them all.

“Where are you taking
her?” Jessica came forward, all motherly pretence included.

“Away from you. You’ll
be invited to the wedding, but with regards to anything else, you’d
better stay away,” he warned. “My lawyers will be in contact.”

He left them behind.
Caring for his woman was now at the forefront of his mind. “You can
put me down now,” Lily said.

“I like having you in
my arms.”

“I’m too heavy.”

“Is that what they all
told you? Nonsense, Lily, I’ll carry you whenever I want.” He’d
carry her over the threshold as a married couple. And he’d do the
same on his wedding night when he took her to bed.

Wayne was determined to
wait until his wedding night, giving Lily the proper white wedding
she deserved, and hopefully, win some brownie points with her.

Chapter
Four

Lily watched the
passing scenery with half a heart. Wayne, her future husband,
carried her all the way to the car and strapped her in. His
attentiveness was sweet after the demands he’d made earlier.

With a sigh, she rested
her throbbing head against the windowpane. Her life would change
forever. Her thighs still ached from having him between them, her
pussy and panties soaked from her climax. When she’d awoken this
morning, it had never entered her head where the morning would
go.

Wayne took her hand,
and she wanted to pull away but knew he owned her. She didn’t have
much of a choice but to do as he said.

“What happens now?” she
asked.

“I’m taking you to my
apartment in the city. We’re going to spend a little time house
hunting before we pick a property, and then I’ll organize for a
wedding planner to come around for you to plan our wedding.” He
sounded so chirpy.

“What happens to my
family?”

“Why do you care about
them so much?”

“Because they’re still
my family, and I love them.”

She knew what he was
thinking. She still loved them, but they couldn’t give two shits
about her. Pitiful. The entire situation simply highlighted the
fact she would do anything to gain their love and respect.

She continued to watch
the flow of trees and houses. She refused to look at him.

“They’ll be looked
after. The debt will be paid and they'll be given an allowance, but
they must keep within their means. I’m not some bank account.”

“What happens to my
father’s companies? And you do sound like a bank account. What
makes you think I’m not some gold-thingy or other? I can’t remember
what you people call them.” She knew his business acumen left a lot
to be desired but she hoped, in his own way, he would still care
about other people and their loyalty to her father’s company. She
really hoped he cared enough. He'd bought failing businesses and
built them back up with the same staff.

“They’re still his but
my company will be overseeing them, trying to find ways to turn a
profit. The term, by the way, is gold-digger.” Wayne chuckled.
Seconds later, his chuckle turned into laughter.

“Please make sure you
don’t fire or get rid of any of his staff. They’ve had a tough
couple of years and don't need the fear of unemployment looming
over their heads.”

“I’ll see what I can
do.”

She couldn’t do
anything else.

“Why are you laughing
at me?”

“You didn’t even know
what a gold-digger was, so I’m reassured you’re not after me for my
money.”

“The only reason I’m in
this car is because of your money.”

“No, it’s not. You’re
in this car because you want to protect your family at all
cost.”

Lily shrugged. She
guessed it was true.

They travelled through
London traffic, well, more like slowly crawled through the city.
Lily saw Wayne getting frustrated. She hated how the man at her
side intrigued her. Never before, with any other boy, had her body
come alive the way it had with Wayne. But he wasn’t a boy but a
man. A full-blown hard as nails man.

Her pussy still
throbbed, and an emptiness consumed her. Lily couldn’t explain it,
but after her climax, she expected more and didn’t understand why
Wayne hadn’t continued. They came to a stop outside a busy and
extravagant apartment complex.

“I take it this is
yours?”

“Bought it several
years ago. It’s just easier to come here instead of finding a
hotel.” He handed his card over to the man waiting outside the
doors.

“Good afternoon, Mr.
Brown,” the man said at the same time as he took his card. Wayne
cut the engine, got out, and went to assist Lily.