“Let’s have our tea in here,” he said, standing and leading Laura into the study.
Laura hated the way his hand felt on hers, but she cringed and walked into the study with him. She sat on the chaise lounge near the window and spread her dress out beside her so there wasn’t room for Martin.
He smirked at her and let his eyes dangle on her breasts with ill intentions.
“So, it looks as if you have no say in what happens around here,” Martin said smugly.
Laura smiled sarcastically and sipped her tea. She knew she would have more of a say once her father heard of what a monster the man sitting before her truly was.
He moved towards the chaise lounge, pushing her dress aside, he sat beside her.
“That means you have no reason to pursue me,” Laura reminded him.
“Yes, no reason, but a need for certain,” he said.
His hand slid to her leg, she pulled away and started to stand. Martin gripped her hand tightly, pulled her back to the seat and let his dark eyes take over her.
“You will sit my dear Laura,” he said.
His hand moved back to her leg.
“I do not have to entertain you,” she snapped.
“Oh, but I think you do,” he said.
“I will have your stable boy fired when I tell your father about how you are fucking him. And look what the monster did to my head merely for protecting your virtue,” he said with a chuckle.
Laura felt her fists clench, and her teeth grind together.
“You wouldn’t!” She said loudly.
“Oh, but I would,” he said smugly.
His hand slipped higher up her dress to her inner thigh. She jerked away only to have him pull her back to where he wanted her.
“Give me what I want, and I shall leave you both alone to fuck and create peasant babies and live your life in a shack off the mountainside,” he said.
Laura knew if Martin would get to her father first he would surely ruin her chances of being believed. He had a nasty knot on his head, and his story was more believable. Billy did hit him, which would be impossible to deny, and just for that, even for protecting her, it could be enough to fire the boy and ruin his chances at caring for his ailing parents.
Her eyes closed tightly as Martin let his fingers reach her cunt. They searched between her plump folds, pulling at her skin with an offensive nature as he entered her with one finger.
She screeched, pushed him away and tears welled up in her eyes.
“I would hate to turn you into my whore sweet Laura, but refuse me now and that is what you will be once Daddy is away,” he said with a smirk.
He pulled his cock from his pants, held it in its unimpressive hard state in his hand and reached with the other to push her to her back.
As he mounted her, his hands pushed her skirt up against her hips, and she let out a scream.
Laura felt his cock reach her cunt entrance, pushing hard to enter and take her virginity as the sound of a shotgun being cocked was heard behind her.
“Remove yourself from my daughter and place your cock back in your pants,” Mac said sternly.
Laura felt her heart race as her father saw her in this state of shame. Her hands pushed her skirt back down to cover herself, and she ran from the room as he held the gun on Martin, who fumbled with his small cock to hide it from the gun’s aim.
Chapter Five
Laura ran across the yard into the dark, past the stables, and into the woods. The path to the lake was dark, covered by trees to block the moonlight as she pushed through thorny bushes that were scattered off the main path.
Her heart raced, and her tears flopped from her eyes as she ran fast to the lake where Billy was waiting for her.
There, he stood on the shore, his hands in his pockets and his head pushed towards the moon in deep thought.
Laura ran to him, he turned, seen her distress and let her fall into his arms.
“Laura, are you ok?” He asked, brushing her hair from her cheeks.
Her tears fell hard from her eyes, and her heart raced so fast she could hardly breath, let alone speak.
He pulled her to the grass, sitting her in his arms as he held her until she calmed.
“Is it your father?” He asked softly.
Laura sniffled and wiped away her tears. She felt her throat trying to close as she gulped to clear it.
Billy’s eyes were so blue, so loving, she felt safe in his arms. She told him everything that happened, how she had planned to behave and impress her father so he would listen once his guests had gone. She could see the anger in his eyes as she told him of Martin’s advances and his threats of making her his whore.
He stood, striding toward the path thouse, leavinge house leaving Laura on the grass in tears.
She ran towards him, pulled his arm tightly and begged him not to go.
“I haven’t told him about what happened yet, and Martin surely will get you fired, maybe killed with my daddy’s anger so high right now if he lies,” Laura pleaded.
Billy held her in his arms, squeezing tightly as he listened to her promises that she would handle her father once he calmed down.
“I don’t think we have to worry about Martin anymore,” She assured him.
“We better not,” Billy said.
His lips pushed against her neck, and his tongue slid across her delicate skin as she let her body go limp in his sturdy arms. She had yearned for his touch, his kiss and more, and now she was being given all that she wanted.
His hands caressed her back, slowly moving to her ass cheeks where they gripped tightly as the flesh.
She let out a moan as Billy pulled her down to the grass, his body mounting over hers under the moonlight.
Laura felt her dress being pushed up around her hips and Billy’s hands rubbing the inside of her thighs. His fingers reached for her cunt, gently caressing the delicate skin of her plump pussy lips before parting them to make an entrance with a single finger.
She felt it odd how offensive it had felt when Martin had done it, and now how delicious it felt to have Billy’s fingers the ones searching through her intimacy.
Soft moans escaped her lips as her pussy moistened around his finger and her breasts swelled against his hungry mouth.
Billy’s cock was hard and pressing into her thigh as he moved his body in a smooth rhythm against hers.
“I have to have you,” he whispered.
“Take me,” she gasped.
Billy reached between her legs and unleashed the large, impressive cock he had been hiding. Laura felt her pussy explode with juices and begin to throb at the sensation of his skin against hers.
Her body squirmed in his arms as he pushed his cock to her cunt’s entrance. His eyes stared into hers, her heart beating hard in rhythm with his as she felt her body begin to pulsate and shake with excitement.
One hard push and he was inside her, his cock deep and long, stroking her pussy with precise movements. She squealed with delight and let out moans into the night that echoed through the trees as Billy took her virginity and turned her into a woman under the moonlight; his woman.
Billy let out a grunt as he began to pump harder between her legs. She felt her pussy spread open, and her hips widen as his cock swelled larger inside of her. With a sudden burst, he exploded into her, his warm semen pushing deep into her throbbing cunt.
His eyes never left hers, staring with intensity as they shared this sweet moment together.
She wanted to yell out that she loved him, but she knew it was too soon for such words. Her heart knew she was in love, her soul already connected to this man so strongly it could never be broken, but her words were silent, her urge to scream it out was calm as he leaned in and kissed her quivering lips.
“You are perfect,” Billy whispered.
He rolled from her, letting his cock slide from her warm pussy and the semen he pushed into her fall out onto the grass. He straightened her dress and adjusted his pants before lying
down beside her with his arm around her gently.
They stared into the moonlight together, not discussing the explosion that had just happened with Martin and her father. Laura knew she had to face her father and whatever lies Martin had told him, but not now. Now she was in Billy’s arms, her virginity taken by the man she loved and all she wanted to do was enjoy the moment.
The End of Book 3 of 5
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter One
It was hard to let go of Billy’s hand as he and Laura reached the back of the stables.
Laura peeked around the tall building toward the house. The lights were on inside, but she couldn’t see any movement. Her heart raced as she thought about her father’s rage, and how she would face him after being caught in such an embarrassing position.
Billy offered her hand a tight squeeze before letting go. She turned and faced him, his eyes glowing under the moonlight and the scent of his masculinity still lingering under her nose. She hated to leave him for fear it would be the last time she would ever see him.
“Surely Martin made up lies to tell father about you and I to save his own hide,” Laura sneered.
Billy’s lips curled into a smile.
“I don’t believe they are lies any longer,” he said with a chuckle.
He reached for her hands and pulled her close to him, his chest hard against hers.
She couldn’t help but giggle as she thought about their lovemaking and how ironic it was that now they had just made Martin a truth teller instead of the liar he was just earlier that night.
“He’s a weasel none the less!” Laura scoffed.
Billy pulled her in tighter, his lips pressing hard against hers to shut her up. It was obvious he wasn’t interested in hearing about Martin and his only interest was in tasting her lips against his.
She felt his tongue glide across her lips, parting them as it entered into her mouth. Her own tongue followed his direction, stroking against his softly and gently as she melted in his arms.
Those words ‘I love you’ lingered in her mind once again, but she swallowed them rather than spit them out into the perfect moment they shared.
His hands gripped her ass cheeks, lifting her feet slightly from the ground. She could feel his erection press into her, ready again and wanting more.
“Maybe I should just steal you, run away with you over my shoulder never to be seen again,” Billy said.
Laura loved the idea of running off with Billy, but knew that would not resolve their problems.
“You have to take care of your parents,” Laura said.
His eyes softened as they looked into hers. “That’s not your concern. I have to take care of you,” he said.
The thought of Billy taking care of her was certainly appealing, and the luring light in the large ranch house was causing her nerves to go wild with fear.
“I must go,” she said.
“I don’t believe you should be worrying about the likes of Martin Adler anymore,” Billy said.
Laura let out a soft sigh as she realized that was at least true. Her father surely wouldn’t want any more to do with the man that was on top of her with his cock in hand ready to steal her virtue.
“I’ll bring you lunch tomorrow,” she whispered in his ear and gently kissed him on the neck.
She pulled from his hands and ran towards the house, ready to face her father’s rage. After her night with Billy, the sensation of him inside of her, she was ready to face anything, even Father.
The closer she got to the house, the slower she strolled. Her feet felt heavy as she lifted them to the porch steps and her heart raced as her strength weakened the further away she got from Billy’s arms. She wasn’t sure what to expect inside.
The wood on the porch creaked beneath her feet, and she paused, listening carefully for any stirring inside. Martin and his father were nowhere to be seen. A slight relief fell over her that her father hadn’t shot the man in his rage.
Her hand reached for the door, pulling open the screened frame that led to the house. Inside it was quiet, too quiet.
Laura walked softly into the large main room and past the study where her father liked to enjoy his cigars. The chair he normally sat in was empty.
The wind blew violently through the house, pushing her skirt against her skin. Laura moved to the study where the window was left open. The curtains blew wildly against the wind, and the temperature cooled well below normal for a hot summer night.
As her fingers pushed the window shut, she felt the house calm once again to an eerie quiet.
She turned to walk quietly out of the study and to her bedroom to find her father standing in the doorway. He held the shotgun he had threatened Martin Adler with while his face carried nothing but anger.
Laura watched as his fingers gripped the gun tightly, his fists clenching hard against the wood of the handle. Sweat began to bead up around her forehead as she waited for him to make a move, or at least speak, but he just stood there, staring at her like she was a stranger in his house.
Chapter Two
“Daddy?” She asked softly.
His eyes were black and distant, looking through her as if she were transparent.
“You’re scaring me,” she said.
“You are an embarrassment,” he said calmly.
“No, Martin pushed himself on me, he had done it before,” Laura pleaded.
Tears filled her eyes quickly and ran down her cheeks.
“He only wanted what you so freely gave to the help I presume,” Mac said sternly.
The sarcasm in his voice cut through Laura like a knife. She was used to her father being angry with her, but this was different, it was as if she were no longer his little girl, but just a whore that darkened his doorstep.
“Billy, that is why you asked about him earlier,” Mac said, his tone weakening and Laura could hear his disappointment.
“Billy saved me from Martin, that’s all,” Laura pleaded.
“He’s a kind, sweet man, not like Martin, who takes what he wants,” Laura said sternly.
She could feel her anger boiling inside her veins as she defended the man she knew she loved.
“Martin told me you were fucking the boy, and he had tried to protect your virtue, as if you still had one,” Mac said hatefully.
“No daddy, Martin is a liar!” Laura screamed.
Her anger turned to tears once again, her fists clenching against her hips.
“Martin forced himself on me last night, Billy stepped in and helped me,” Laura said.
“If it weren’t for Billy, Martin would have had his way with me right there on your grounds,” Laura said.
She could tell her father’s eyes were starting to listen, possibly believing what she told him, but not completely.
“He said the boy hit him when he pulled him off of you,” Mac said.
“That’s a lie. Martin is telling you the story backwards. How would I be with Billy when I only just left here to take a walk with Martin?” Laura asked.
His face contorted as he began to realize he had been fooled yet again by the silver tongue devil known as Martin Adler.
“He told me no one would want me once he took my only value, and then I’d have no choice to marry him,” Laura said.
She continued telling her father about how Martin threatened to tell him about Billy and turn the story around. Her tears fell
hard down her cheeks as she told him that Billy had a family to care for, and she couldn’t let him do that.
“I knew you would surely fire him,” Laura said.
“Why do you care?” Mac asked.
“He made me promise to tell you, and I was going to tonight after Martin and his father left, but then–” Laura started sobbing before she could finish her sentence.
Mac moved towards her. His arms were strong and familiar as they wrapped around her. He hadn’t hugged her since she was just a young girl. It felt good to be comforted in his strength.
“He forced himself on me, threatened to tell you about Billy before I could tell about him,” Laura sobbed.
“You should have told me,” Mac said.
His hands rubbed against his daughter’s back gently as she continued to sob.
“He told me you wouldn’t believe me over him,” Laura said.
“And I surely believed that,” she said as she sniffled.
Mac pulled himself away from her to stare into her eyes. She watched as they filled with sorrow and regret.
“I’m so sorry Laura,” he said.
“I should never believe another over you,” he said.
He wiped away her tears with his strong hands and gave her a look of love and kindness that she had been missing.
“So, I still must know, why do you care so much about what happens to this Billy?” Mac asked.
Laura felt her heart swell in her chest, and her tears begin to well up once again in her eyes.
“He saved me, so I wanted to save him,” she said, trying to make sense of her actions.
“Is that all there is to it?” Mac asked.
Laura stood before her father, unable to lie, but knowing she couldn’t tell the truth.
“Are you fucking this boy?” He asked harshly, his softened edges beginning to harden once again.
“I love him,” Laura said firmly as she wiped away her tears.
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