by Sam Crescent
“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.
She smiled because of his attention. After so many years of looking out for herself, his care seemed a little out of place. Nice though it was, it was from the Beast.
Lily didn’t get the time to look around. Wayne took her by the arm and led her over to the elevator. Another man stood to greet them. Wayne pushed the highest button and they were moving in no time.
Never before had she travelled with such luxury. Her family hit hard times well over ten years ago.
“Thanks, Fred.”
Wayne led her down the hall until he pushed another key in the of the penthouse suite.
“The richest come here which is why all the security codes and keys,” he explained. “Take a look around.”
At what?
Lily stared around at the formal apartment, wondering why anyone would live in a place with so much white, black, and chrome.
“What do you think?”
I left my cold, practically auctioned off home for this sterile place that leaves me feeling colder than the North Pole?
“It’s lovely.”
She folded her arms and walked over to the window, the cerulean sky and setting sun offered the only colour to the room.
“How about a tour?”
This was getting more awkward by the second. She stood in her soon-to-be husband’s living quarters, and if anything, she felt she was on the planet Mars.
“Sure.”
He showed her the kitchen—again every surface was squeaky-clean, looking more like a featured home than a place someone lived in.
There was an office, living space, and the veranda that had a pool so she didn’t have to go and use the public one in the main drag. Every room left her cold, and then he showed her the one bedroom. The master bedroom.
A dominant king-size or was it queen-size? She never could remember which one was larger, sat in pride of place in the centre of the room. A vanity table, chest and drawers, and a few other pieces of furniture were dotted around the room.
“Where’s my room?”
“This is it.”
“Where’s your room?”
Wayne took her hands, and Lily wasn’t ready for this.
“We will be married soon and sleeping in the same bed.”
Is it possible for the temperature in the room to rise and drop at the same time? Heat gathered in her cheeks as the world fell out of her stomach.
“I can’t do that.” She pulled her hands out of his grip and moved away, going back to where she started in the centre of his living room. The place was as empty as her thoughts. Strange, even though her mind was a riot of images, they all contained a naked and aroused Wayne.
He wanted to sleep with her? Okay, a little overreaction since she let him finger her pussy, but full-blown sex? No man had been there before. She was a virgin for crying out loud. Surely, he appreciated her time to be on her own before he took over everything.
His hands landed on her shoulder, and he spun her around. “Don’t ever turn your back on me. I don’t like it.”
“Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?” she asked.
The man terrified her in all different ways.
Wayne brought her flush against him. His dick pressed into her stomach. She gasped, unable to move away and not wanting to either. Lily struggled to move out of his hold, but she wasn’t strong enough. In the next breath, his fingers latched into the flesh of her ass and rubbed her belly hard over his cock.
“The next time you turn from me, I’ll take this sweet ass.” He squeezed her large, round butt to get his threat across. “And spank you so damn hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week. Imagine the possibilities of having you kneel at my feet.”
Holy shit, she was so damn turned on; her clitoris ached to be played with. Lily shook her head. She shouldn’t react to the thought of having her butt smacked, should she?
“You can’t do that. I’m not some child.”
She cried out when he squeezed her ass again, the slight pain doing wonders for her pussy.
“Baby, I know there isn’t a thing about you that’s a child. But smack this ass, I will.” To make his point, he landed a hard slap on her right ass cheek.
Lily gasped, her eyes widening.
He just hit me! Why aren’t I mad?
She was confused, no man had struck her—besides her father—and instead of being disgusted and upset, Lily wanted him to do it again.
One side of her ass burned, and she wanted to beg him to make the other burn the same.
“Looks like I’ll have to find another punishment for you. You like my taps a little too much,” he said. Before Lily could protest, his mouth covered hers, and she was once again blown away by the passion present inside this man she didn’t know.
Lily moaned when his fingers dug into her hair and pulled her head back. She gasped and opened her mouth. He thrust his tongue inside, and within moments, the simple kiss became hot and searing.
Her own hands wrapped around him, pressing him close: her lips danced with his.
Wayne moved away, and she turned in shock. Someone was knocking at the door, and she’d been so consumed with her passion for him up until now she hadn’t heard it. When Wayne stepped away, she could think clearly. The bang echoed off the walls of his apartment. Rubbing at her lips, she tried to rid all evidence of his power over her but it only inflamed other parts of her body. She wanted his lips.
Chapter Five
Wayne stared at her turned back. The desire to tell the person at the door to fuck off so he could put Lily over his knee for disobeying him was strong. She needed time but that didn’t make it any less frustrating.
He licked his lips, trying to get all the taste for himself while moving to his apartment door. Wayne glanced through the peephole he forced management to install.
Fuck. His lawyer stood on the opposite side.
Running fingers through his hair to compose himself, he willed his arousal to reduce somewhat, and then he opened the door. He signalled for the man to be quiet and let him in to his apartment.
Richard glared at him but kept his mouth shut. About fucking time, the guy did as he was told.
“Lily, I’d like you to meet, Richard, my trusted friend and lawyer.”
Richard scoffed but extended his hand out. “He pays me to stay loyal.”
“It seems he pays for a lot of things in his life.”
Wayne noted her tone and wished Richard wasn’t in their
company. Lily was close to earning her spanking.
“Well, he certainly has enough to keep things moving. Anyway, I’ve got matters to discuss so it’s a pleasure meeting you.”
Lily nodded but steered her attention to Wayne. “May I use the pool?”
Wayne pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. He frowned at her cold attitude towards him. Only moments ago, she’d been smoking in his arms, and he didn’t like the quick change within her.
“Take this and buy yourself a costume. There’s a store downstairs.” He dismissed her and intended to turn his attention to Richard.
“You’re sure I won’t try to run?” She sneered at his back.
That was it!
“Richard, go to my office. You know where it is.” He hesitated for a split second but Richard should know Wayne would never hurt her.
The door clicked shut, and Wayne was on her. He pushed her up against the nearest wall. His feet tapped hers apart, and he pressed his leg up to her sopping pussy. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I don’t like it.”
“What’s not to like?” she asked.
Fucking hell, he loved this woman. Spunk, attitude, kind, and sexy as hell. He would own her before their time was done. Their time being for-fucking-ever.
“I love that sassy mouth, but I think I can put it to better uses like wrapped around my cock.” He wanted to turn her on. Wayne saw her eyes dilate, and her breath hitch up a notch.
Bingo.
“I’ve never done that.”
Wayne knew there was a lot she hadn’t done, and he looked forward to teach her everything he liked.
He stroked a thumb over her luscious lips and pressed to gain access. “Then that’s something we better rectify. I want these lips, red and puffy, swallowing me down.” She sucked his thumb like a lollipop and licked along the tip. “You’ll be a natural at it.”
Wayne may have blackmailed, and in effect bought his future wife, but all the clichés of convenience and having a marriage to carry on the bloodline was fucked up to him. He wanted a full-blown marriage. His biggest problem was his impatience. He couldn’t deal with the time it would take to woo her properly and risk never being part of her life at all.
Her eyes opened and she gazed at him, and all he wanted to do was lose himself in her stare. “Go and get a costume while I deal with business. This is your home now, your life. Please, share it with me.” That was all he would give her. He’d never begged in his whole life, and he wouldn’t start now even if this woman owned his heart and didn’t yet know it.
She nodded, and he let her go. At the door, she took a lingering look back at him and then left.
Wayne made his way to his office where he’d sent Richard earlier. Richard sat at the desk drummed his fingers along the hard stained wood. He stood when Wayne entered. “Trusted friend and lawyer? I take it you haven’t introduced her to our other friend Tony?”
Tony, Richard, and Wayne had been inseparable as they grew up and when they went to college, they were known as the terrible trio. Other men feared and admired them while women cried for their attention.
Wayne shook his head and went straight for his scotch supply.
“How long has she agreed to be your wife?” He heard the laughter in his friend’s voice, but he didn’t care. Wayne needed to have the burn of the sharp liquor to know he was still alive after she left his apartment. “So this is the girl you’ve been following around like a puppy dog?”
“She doesn’t know that, and I’d like to keep it that way.” Richard and Tony were his closest friends, and they thought he was crazy spending the time waiting for Lily when there was a sea of willing females ready to be anything he wanted.
“She’s a little young.”
“Don’t you think I know that? I feel like I’m corrupting her or something, but she wasn’t happy at her parent’s place. The fucking place was a mausoleum, and they all hated her. I’m doing the right thing.”
“Maybe Lily’s a bitch behind closed doors?”
The anger inside him was instant and threatened to spill over. “If you value our friendship, you’ll keep your opinion to yourself. She doesn’t deserve that, and I won’t take it from you about her.”
Richard held his hands up in surrender.
Wayne nodded and drank the last remnants of his drink, and he winced. One glass would do. He would never let her see him drunk.
“Please tell me why you’ve drawn up such a tight-knit pre-nup? Even I wouldn’t sign this, and I drew it up.”
“So she can never leave me. No woman would leave her child or anything else stated in there.”
With any luck, Lily wouldn’t read through the large document tying her to him further. If she did read it, he knew she wouldn’t sign it.
“Let’s get down to business then.”
Wayne sat behind his desk and looked over the files Richard had drawn up for him. Some of it made sense, while the rest sounded a little complicated. He couldn’t get her out of his mind, and it affected his ability to work. Wayne heard her come back. He wondered what she’d bought. A bikini or a full costume?
He glanced over at the clock and wanted the meeting over.
“You really don’t care what I’ve got to say, do you?”
“I trust you, Richard. Get it done.”
Wayne stood from his seat and left his office.
Chapter Six
The shop downstairs had been packed full of women, and she hated shopping at the best of times. The great relief was when a shop assistant helped her to pick out the simple two-piece suit. Looking at the flimsy garments, she wondered if her splurge should be taken back. Being back in the comfort of his apartment was welcome. She’d never been one for shopping. Having a large figure while size zero women shopped always made her feel like a sore thumb.
Never being a small woman, she knew she wouldn’t be on the catwalk anytime soon. Sighing, she pulled off her dress and underwear, stood in front of the mirror to gaze at her reflection. She wondered what Wayne saw in her. Her legs were too large, her hips too wide, belly rounded instead of flat. Her breasts were pert and a handful even to her.
When she was around Wayne, he made her feel small and dainty. No choice left, she put on the deep purple costume. There were ties at one of her hips for the briefs, and she’d need someone to help with the top part. The top consisted of two cups held together by flimsy string. She tied one part around her neck and then moulded the fabric over the large breasts to give her some respect. Why couldn’t she have been given a decent pair? Ones that weren’t the size of melons. Lily went in search of Wayne to help with the ties.
She walked into the hall and crashed into a hard muscular chest she wasn’t accustomed to. Firm hands held her steady.
“I’m so sorry,” she said as she looked at Richard. Lily was mortified he’d caught her semi-naked.
“No need to be sorry when a half-naked woman crashes into me.”
Wayne came round him, and his gaze skimmed her body. The blush heated her cheeks and chest. She couldn’t see it, but she knew it was there.
“I-I....” She stopped and licked her lips. “Could...you...could you please do me up?” She gave him her back and then remembered her ass was on display.
Lily squeaked and spun, the top slipping. A breast popped free. She squealed and ran from the men.
Lily heard them talk, and then seconds later, Wayne was back in his office and stared at her, amusement shining in his eyes.
“I’m so sorry.” Her father, use to call her many names, including an embarrassment, and here she’d proven it. What other woman would go around with the threat of a boob falling out as she did?
“You don’t need to apologize. Unless you were intending to sneak away with Richard while my back was turned,” he said.
“I guess that was a joke.” Wayne put a finger to his lips and shushed. “Don’t tell anyone. You’ll spoil my reputation.”
Lily couldn’t stop her laugh, and befor
e long, she saw him respond in laughter. The laughing was infectious.
“Turn around. I’ll tie it up.”
“I’m not wanting to swim anymore. I feel like a whale,” she complained. Lily shook her head not knowing why she mentioned her insecurity. Most women had weight issues. The women who travelled in Wayne’s social circles were notorious for being super slim. The classic size zero.
They’d had a pool at home, and she used to love soaking in the sun and taking a swim. George and Jessica hired a pool boy to clean it, and then Stephanie was out every opportunity to tease her, shooting nasty comments about her size and the way she looked.
Shame when the pool boy laughed at the cruel words. That had been about three years ago, before the staff were let go one by one. She never went into the pool again.
Wayne’s hands landed on her hips. “Why do you say awful things about yourself?” he whispered near her ear. His breath disturbed the hair on her neck. Goosebumps erupted on her flesh, and she gasped when his teeth grazed the surface of her skin. Her neck was so sensitive, small touches driving her crazy. She knew from past hairdressing experiences.
He moved from the hips up to her ribs.
“I’m not blind. I know what I look like.”
The way he touched her, she was starting to have doubts.
“Do you really?” He continued upwards, the pads of his fingers ran over her breasts.
“We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Doing what?”
“You touching me.”
“Lily, I’m going to be your husband as soon as it can be arranged. I think touching is permitted.” Wayne caressed farther up, sending her arms above her head. He touched her hands before roaming down and wrapped his arms round her stomach. Lily tried to suck in her belly.
“Don’t. I love your body, and I want to see it more often. Purple really flatters you.” His fingers circled the flesh of her belly.
She let out the breath and leaned back. “Do you feel that?” he asked, and Lily shook her head. Wayne thrust his pelvis against her ass, and Lily jumped. “I want you. I’ll always want you.”