by a dagmara
“You want me Lillian…” he paused. “Your body is already weeping for me…just let go and give in…give me what I crave.” Weeping? Fuck, I was soaked in my own arousal.
“I…” my breathing again hitched his finger fell to the side of my panties and straight into my core.
I was trapped into him as his body was firm and now completely still….without any control over my now full-blown need…my climax hit me hard and uncontrolled. My body went limp into his and my head fell to his chest.
Removing his finger, slowly he raised my lost expression to his. Yes, this man was very dangerous. His eyes dark and hungry, he grinned a grin of satisfaction. He had me precisely where he wanted me. The man gave me an orgasm in the middle of a crowded dance floor with minimal effort. Of course he looked like he had the upper hand.
The club reappeared quickly around me. Gathering my senses, to the here and now, I found my control once more.
I grinned up at him.
No he would not have me…the challenge was now there, and my senses were once more reeled in. I was back in control. I gave myself the moment, looking at his hungry eyes. His lips curled up into a satisfied grin. Boy was he so off.
His hand released my ass, and I stepped back. Still smiling up at him, I was sure he thought he had control…well he didn’t.
I moved my hand up his toned chest, steadying myself. With a grin, I looked up at him.
“Sebastian?”
“Yes Lillian?”
I tilted my head, appraising his expression. “I think...” I paused “I think I need a drink Sebastian,” with that, I pulled completely away from him and walked to the bar leaving him standing. What I could see thru my peripheral vision, he was shaking his head, clearly amused.
I spotted Brady, as his expression was one of shock and possibly relief.
Brady handed me a shot of Patron… “You look as you need this more than me.”
I nodded with a crooked smile and took the shot down.
Looking around, I didn’t see Sam.
“Where is Sam?”
“Bathroom.”
“Lillian?”
“Brady?” I shook my head and smirked
“Don’t get over your head with this one.”
“Brady…don’t worry yourself…I know how to handle his type.”
“It almost appeared he knew how to handle you.” He raised his eyes to me then looked back to Sebastian, whom was talking with someone…
I turned to look at him. He was talking to the club owner.
“I need air Brady.”
“Go, I’ll wait for Sam and meet you outside…do we need a change of bars?”
“No…I think I might need to go home.”
“Wow…early for you isn’t it?” He looked confused for a moment.
“It’s one in the morning, and yes it’s early, but I think it to be best…” Turning completely to Brady, I raised my expression, “wouldn’t you?”
“You know what you’re doing, so, if you think it; go with your instincts love.” Grabbing my arm as I stepped away from him, he added, “remember my warning…this little show tonight, may have ignited his interest beyond reason.” He smiled, knowing what I was up to. I laughed and kissed him on his cheek.
“That sounds like his problem not mine.”
Shaking his head, I knew he was very amused with me. “Lillian, I swear you’re a man! But, you need to remember what’s at stake here.”
“Nope, kinda missing a cock and balls, and I know what’s at stake, his pride.” I laughed.
“Cabbing it?” He shook his head laughing at my display.
“But of course. I’m fine…I know enough of the security guards here Brady, getting into a cab shouldn’t be difficult.” I leaned back and kissed him on the cheek.
“Good night Brady.” I smiled offered a reassurance that he desperately needed.
“Good night Lillian.” He sighed. I knew that sigh, he was worried. He had every right to worry but he worried about the wrong man.
Snaking my way out of the club, I reached the plaza. With a few hellos and good byes to people, I ran into, I finally pushed through, and out by the fountain.
I stopped and opened my clutch making sure I had the cash I needed, when time slowed to a crawl…
The pop, echoed loud through the night air, followed by a second...
Gun shots!
Something hit me hard. The cobbled ground met my body with an unwelcome force. My head bounced, and the jolt sent stars shooting through my vision. The weight of someone’s body blanketed me.
I could hear and see parts of the commotion around me. Trying to move my head, it was screaming with pain, and my body, limp… The weight lifted off me, and a hand that I could barely feel at my cheek. I could barely focus up on him…
“Lillian? Lillian are you ok?” his voice was urgent…
Trying to focus up onto his face…I think it was Sebastian.
Where did he come from?
“What happened?” I managed and the pain shot through my head straight into my vision. Fuck this hurt. The blur and stars swarmed my head.
“Were you shot Lillian?” His voice was urgent and pleading. His hands ran up and down my body.
“I don’t think so?” I whispered…speaking was hurting and difficult.
“My head!” I rasped in pain.
He pulled my up into his arms, as I couldn’t manage to do it myself. Cradling me into his body, my head laid slack in his hold. Shit, he trembled in fear? What the hell was going on!
Looking thru his hold, the cops were everywhere, and the chaos that followed; had me in a panic. The Sirens were blaring and the lights were blinding.
I heard a piercing scream from behind Sebastian…
It was Brady!
“I need an ambulance…She’s been shot!”
In a panic, I tried to see…fighting in Sebastian’s hold. Damn his grip was like steal.
Sebastian felt my need, and broke his tight hold to me…
Panic had me frozen.
Brady held Sam in his arms.
The blood was everywhere.
My eyes were wide and burning…I suspected that I was crying, but couldn’t feel the tears fall.
“I’ve got you Lillian, it’s ok.” He voice became watered in my head.
The vision of my sister’s body limp and being pulled from my home, enveloped me. The thick smoke stole my vision. Just like that, the full panic attack took hold, as I blacked out.
Chapter 7
The smell of freesia wafted thru my nose. Turning down the hall, Alison was laughing and giggling, as our Boston terrier chased her relentlessly. He wanted the balloon she was pulling behind through the air.
“Ally!” I called out to her. She didn’t hear me and disappeared from view. Smiling, I was standing in the family room. All the widows and patio doors were open. Looking to the wall of open doors, I took in the scent of the freesia that was in full blown on the stone patio.
Ally’s voice echoed thru the house. Her giggles were infectious…she was only five and full of life
“Lilly…Lilly! She laughed, jumping into my arms.”
“Protect me Lilly!”
Holding her, I felt like I was free.
“I’ll always protect you Ally…always!”
“I love having you for a sister Lilly…I want to be just like you when I grows up!” She smiled looking up into my eyes…her beautiful brown eyes, and her soft blonde ringlets bounced and swayed, as I spun her around in my arms.
“And I love you Ally!” I pulled her tight and my tears fell quick, “you are my everything Ally!” The connection to my baby sister had my body crying. I missed her so much. I adored her.
“Lilly…”She giggled, “I thought I was your heart Lilly?” She spoke quizzically as a child would.
“You are my heart Ally.” Complete truth. She was so much more than just my little sister. She was the piece of me, which I hid from the world.
My vulnerability.
Her loss hit me hard. I knew this wasn’t real, but wanted to be lost in the fantasy.
“You look sad Lilly?” her small hand touched my wet cheek. I smiled nuzzling her nose. “I’m not sad silly, I just miss you.”
“Good…I don’t like to see you sad Lilly!”
Squirming out of my arms, her little feet hit the floor. Off she went running, jack our dog followed in pursuit.
“Lilly will stomp you jack! I’m her heart, she will get you!” she yelled laughing down the hall.
The room suddenly darkened, and I turned to the windows, the wind was thick, the sky now dark. Panicked, I turned back to the house searching for Ally.
The furniture gone…the walls blackened and ash covered. The smoke lingered, as I raised my sight up the dark threatening sky. The roof gone, and the thunder rolled thru the darkness. I stood paralyzed.
“Ally!” I screamed out and again…my cry would go UN answered.
The pain and weight on my chest, was unbearable, and I dropped to the floor closing my eyes.
Ally….
Her name lingered around me. Both the weight of my grief, and the emptiness that consumed my heart was as thick as the blacken ash settling on my skin.
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“Lillian!” a male voice pulled me from the ashes… “Lillian wake up!”
My eyes were heavy and the tears pooling; I had to blink a few time to clear my vision. Trying to focus, I was greeted by a man’s bare chest, as I was being held into it. Heavy arms held me firm.
“Lillian it’s just a dream, your safe…I have you!” He kissed the top of my head and my internal alarms began to yell at me.
I knew that voice, and I knew that English accent.
Sebastian…but how?
Pulling up from him, he released his hold and his hand at the nape of my neck. I watched as he laid his body back down to the bed.
Oh, shit!
Looking down at him and his bare chest…I tensed and looked to myself…I was exposed…no shirt just my bare chest and me. I raised my eyes to his. He smiled deviously, and said nothing. Finding control of my hand, I lowered it down and between my legs.
Oh, thank god. I had my underwear on. Closing my eyes, I released the air from my lungs.
“Lillian…I’m not that kind of guy.” He paused, and I opened my eyes to find him staring at me. “How are you feeling?”
My head started to throb. The ache, circling from the back to the front. I lowered my head squinting in pain. He eased me back down to his chest.
“My head?” I whispered through the pain.
“Perhaps we should take you to the ER, and have you checked out Lillian?”
“I don’t need the ER to tell I’m hung over Sebastian!” pausing, the reality of where I was hit. “How did I get here?” and why the fuck was I naked in bed with you?
“I brought you here last night after you passed out in my arms. I didn’t know where you lived, so this made sense to me.”
Still on his chest, I realized that he and I were tangled and wrapped up in each other.
Double shit…
Moving my leg, I hit his very bare and very hard arousal.
Moving my leg, I hit his very bare and very hard arousal. Dear lord, he was completely nude under the sheets. Who does that? Closing my eyes, debating what I should do next, wasn’t an option. His arms gripped me tight.
Before I could blink, he had me on my back. Looking up at him, I knew what he wanted but his slight hesitation, made me doubt what he planned to do. His hand, tenderly moving my hair from my face and his eyes beseeching mine. Shit, he looked so different. He looked to me with such care and concern. Sebastian’s gaze implored mine, searching for a hidden answer with in me. He looked to me in want and need. But, the need was more than sex.
He lowered down and kissed my cheek then jaw. Unaware of my own body, I found my hands cautiously moving up his arms landing lightly around his neck. His hands moved slow and deliberately, just grazing my skin. Down the length of me and to my panties snaking around my back, he lifted me from the bed forcing my back to arch as he pulled my panties off and down my legs. Why the hell wasn’t I stopping him? His blue eyes, staring into mine, his expression held no malice, just a longing, pure and sober. The look in his eyes scared the shit out of me. Catching my breath his head lowered down to the side of mine and my lungs burned with the need for air. Pulling in a desperate breath, my body trembled from the pure intimacy he invoked.
His lips and tongue moved down with purpose pausing at my chest. Gingerly, his hand cupped my breast as his mouth sensually took my nipple. Teasing the bud, he sucked hard pulling. My arousal skyrocketed with each careful stroke of his tongue. The sensation relaxed my nerves instantly and pulled the desire hidden within me. Sebastian’s free hand slid down and between my legs, slowly teasing the outer edges of my bared center. Slowly he broke into the wet slits of my pussy, easing down into my soaked and desperate desire. With two fingers he drove inside me only to slow his actions. Shifting slowly, he was taking his time to learn my body. Locating my g-spot, he began to work me. Slow at first, with each thrust of his fingers, began to fuck me with them, adding a third finger. Letting go my body began to respond to his movements, arching into his thrusts.
Taking me just to the edge, he removed his hand. It was as if he sensed my need to climax and just stopped. My body withered under his, needing and begging for the climax he denied.
Pausing, he was up on his knees and his hands moved slow on the outer part of my legs, lifting them up, only to part my legs fully to the bed.
A nervous tremble rolled thru me, and down to my legs. He lifted his sight to my face, and his hands moved back up the full length of me. Slow…yes he took his time with each gesture. Those eyes…those dangerously beautiful eyes had me trapped.
His body lingered between my legs, and his hand guided my hands up above my head. Fiddling and rubbing my wrist, I heard the clicks. Instinct told me to pull my hands back down…no…he handcuffed me to the bed. My eyes widened into his now grinning expression. Holly shit! He just cuffed me to the bed! Fear spiked through me, and my adrenaline flooded my veins.
“Let go Lillian…I won’t hurt you!” that seductive voice rolled over me.
Breaking my gaze from his, he lifted up from me, just enough for me to see what he was doing. My eyes traveled down the impressive body that belonged to him. Fuck, he was built! Like Charlie, he was carved to perfection, and his cock was more than impressive.
The sound of the foil packet being torn open, recognition hit, oh shit. He applied the condom…
I thought Charlie was large…Oh lord, he was huge, and this would hurt. I suddenly felt small very small, compared to his large body and arousal.
The tremble once more released from me. Raising my eyes to his…he smiled…that grin was of confidence and possibly something more.
Sebastian came down, hovering above me. My only reaction was to pull at the handcuffs that held my hands tight. For the first time I felt the fear of a man course thru me…he had control.
As if he sensed my trepidation, he lowered his head to my neck and kissed me softly moving to my jaw then paused.
“I won’t hurt you,” he repeated. Over and over. I was scared and the fear I held ran through my trembling body.
I wasn’t sure if he was referring to his size or something more…
“Lillian?” he paused as I could feel him at my entrance “I need you. I want you. I promise I won’t hurt you. Not you.” He pause and his eyes landed on mine. “Lillian?”
Deep breath in, I found my voice and responded, “Yes Sebastian?” Looking straight into his eyes, I know understood what he was waiting for.
Pushing his full size into me, Sebastian’s hands held my hips firm, forcing me still, as his entrance burned with an exquisite pain. There was nothing gentle about his entrance, as he pushed fully, until he couldn’t get any further inside.
His size
had pulled me, filled me. The burn of his retreat was oddly ecstasy, and my body was betraying me. My breath labored, my heart erratic, as he lifted up from me gripping my hips and ass off the bed, with in his hold. Now, I understood the need for the handcuffs.
They held me taut, as his thrust dove fully and deep into me. Over and over. I thought he meant to break me. My body dove into the now blossoming climax…oh yes, he was working me over and into a blazing heat.
Having sensed it earlier, Sebastian was a man of control, complete control. His idea of fucking was hard and consuming. Wanting to shut down, I couldn’t, each thrust pulled me further into an ecstasy that shouldn’t be there. Yet, he wielded the desire and controlled every ounce of it.
Yes, I moaned …his length pounded hard and harder…His breath labored and his body was close, so deliciously close, when he flipped me over and took me from behind. Grabbing at my breast, his thrust felt harder, possibly deeper than before. My climax hit unexpectedly, as I wasn’t sure if it was the fear or lack of control that brought me undone. My body clenched down around his hard cock. He was so deep, thrusting hard and wild. He was consuming and deliberate at the same time. Dear lord, I spent already and yet, my body yearned for more of his assault.
“Jesus…”He roared “Lillian your body…” his words dropped off, as he pulled fully from me. “I hate these things. Please tell me your on birth control?” He demanded.
“Yes, but don’t cum inside me please.” Why I begged for that I was unsure, I just did.
I heard him rip the condom off, reentered me without the barrier that had been there previously. He returned fully and raw.
Fuck me; his reentrance brought an instant climax.
This is what he wanted and needed. His thrusts increased and the tension running thru him was invading me.
Oh lord…I came and hard. My body clamped down so hard, I didn’t think it was possible.
He fully tensed, and pulled from me, spilling on my back.
With his full release, my body fell limp to the bed. My hips felt like they were dislocated.
I couldn’t move. The bed shifted as he wiped his orgasm off my back then unlocked the cuffs.