Blackmailed by the Beast (9 page)

After everything
between them, the blackmail and the baby, the prenuptial agreement,
all of it had come and gone, and with it, a piece of herself had
gone with it. Lily knew slowly but surely, she was falling in love
with her husband. Her love was not instant and at first sight but
more of an acceptance.

He called to her mind
and body. When he wasn’t around, she would think about him, miss
him. Even now, all she wanted to do was give herself to him. To let
him take her and love her back.

Lily refused to say any
words. For so long, she’d learned to love no one and expect it from
no one. She didn’t want to have her heart crushed by him this early
in her life. For the time being, she could cope with being his wife
with no other thoughts.

“Make love to me,” she
asked.

Wayne stared at her,
and Lily was sure she could sense something beneath him. They
looked into each other eyes, neither moving nor breathing. Her
words were on the tip of her tongue, but he ran his thumb over her
plump lower lip.

She pressed her tongue
out, tasting him.

“You’re something
else,” he said, moments before his lips claimed hers. Their food
forgotten.

Lily kissed him back,
moaning with every touch and nip. He bit into her plump bottom lip.
Coming away and travelling down to her neck, nipping the curve of
her collarbone. Her head fell back, and she let out a moan.

“I want you.” He
growled lifting her in his arms and carrying her up the stairs. “No
complaints of your weight?”

“No, you’ve got the
muscles to carry your wife to bed.” She kissed his neck, teasing
him the way he did her.

“You’re messing with
fire,” he warned.

“Umm,” she teased.

Wayne kicked the master
bedroom door open and toppled her on the blankets. They kept their
glances connected, and they tore at their own clothes, some ripping
in their haste to be together.

Lily waited, lying in
the middle of the bed, while he lit some of the candles she’d
spread out earlier. His fine naked form was exposed for her to
admire. His cock making her laugh as it stood out long and thick in
front of him.

“Doesn’t it hurt?” she
asked, staring at it.

“Only because I want to
be inside your sweet pussy so badly.” He blew out the piece of
paper and came to bed. He stood by the edge fisting his
erection.

“Do you like?”

“I’ve not got many to
compare it to.”

“Vixen.” He caught her
ankle and brought her to the edge, picking her up and thrusting her
against his body. His fist caught in her hair, bending her back
making her open wider for him.

Lust driving her, Lily
reached between them and grabbed his erection in her hand. He was
so hot and hard she gasped and moaned when he thrust in her
fist.

“That’s it, baby, touch
me,” he said.

Lily touched him,
kissing him. Wayne fondled her breasts, bringing his lips to flick
the tips. He would bend, and she wouldn’t be able to reach him.

Wayne toppled her to
the bed. Holding her hips, he knelt before her and licked her cunt.
She moaned as his wet tongue penetrated her sensitive hole.

“I want to taste you.”
She groaned as he swiped at her clit.

“What?”

“I want to taste you
the same way you’re tasting me.” She saw her juice glistening on
his chin.

“Are you sure?” he
asked her after some time passed.

“Yes. I want to give
you pleasure the way you do me.” Since he started tonguing her
slit, she thought about having the hard pressure of him inside her
mouth.

He lay on the bed. “I’m
yours.”

She liked the sound of
that way too much.

Smiling wickedly, she
straddled his waist and kissed a pathway down his body and back
up.

Lily watched him and
loved his body, exploring with freedom. His cock lay behind her
ass, strong and hot.

“You’re driving me
crazy.”

Chuckling, Lily moved
slowly down until her face was level with his hardness.

Taking him in her hand,
a blush spread through her body. She was holding his cock in her
hand.

“Please, Lily.” She
loved hearing him beg.

“What do you want me to
do?” she asked. Where was all this coming from? Never before had
she this kind of power, but she wanted to hear his naughty words
telling her exactly what he wanted.

The way he grunted and
held the blanket, staring at her with lust and fire in his eyes,
made her want to be the seductress. To take sex in her own hands
and embrace the power she had over him.

Did every woman feel
this liberated?

Lily didn’t care.

“You know what I want,”
he said. He reached out to her, but she pulled away.

“No, you don’t. Tell me
what you want me to do.” She moved back between his legs when he
reached behind him holding onto the headboard.

“Lily!” he warned.

Blowing on his pubic
hair, she turned so her full hair brushed along his body and
up.

“Fuck.” She heard him
cry out. Lily smiled and grasped his cock, flicking her tongue over
the head. A salty taste erupted on her tongue.

“Tell me.” She came up
lifting her hair up and off her face.

“Fuck, Lily.” Wayne was
fighting, but she refused to be beaten. She wanted to hear his
gruff words.

“Say it.”

He stared at her and
refused, and she wouldn’t let it go. Lily decided to tease him.
“Say it for me,” she begged, licking her lip and reaching between
her legs. Her head fell back as she circled her clit, teasing
herself.

“Fuck. Lily, suck my
cock. Take me in your mouth and suck me,” he ordered, and without a
second warning, she surrounded the entire head of his cock sucking
him into her mouth.

Wayne was long and
thick and used all of her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the
end of him, sucking down as his pre-cum oozed out.

He swore and cursed but
let her love him with her mouth. Lily took him to her throat and
back up. Her tongue teased the thick vein alive and pulsing.

With her hand, she
fondled his balls. Wayne watched her, and Lily enjoyed his
attention. He cupped a handful of her hair and encouraged her to
take more of him, setting a rhythm of thrusting.

“I don’t want to lose
it down your throat.” He pulled on her hair until she had no choice
but lift up. “Straddle me.” Lily crawled up his body and sat
astride his waist. He took his cock in hand and fed it into her
greedy cunt. She moaned, loving the control she had.

Wayne smacked her on
the ass and began to thrust up to meet her. He guided her on what
he liked, and what would bring her the most pleasure, and she let
him help. He brought her over him and lifted her up, her legs ached
but she tilted her hips down to receive him, crying out as he hit
the G-spot deep within her.

His fingers played with
her creamy bud as she took them to new heights of pleasure.

“Fuck me, Lily,” he
said to her over and over again.

She couldn’t stop even
if she wanted to.

“Take me. All of
me.”

Their movements became
harsher and fiercer each fighting off their own climax until the
other saw completion.

“Come for me, baby,” he
demanded.

“You come for me.” She
cried out when her own release pulsed through her. Lily ground down
on him taking him deeper still. The tightness of her cunt sent him
over the edge, and his moan of climax filled the room.

Wayne took her in his
arms and eased her down beside him.

“You’re so
amazing.”

Lily sighed in
contentment, curling up against his side. She was starting to
really love her husband, the man who blackmailed her.

“Do you like your new
house?” Wayne asked sometime later. The candles had died down and
they lay in the comfort of each other’s arms.

“I love it here.” She
really did. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“What, baby?”

“Stephanie keeps
phoning me.”

Wayne stopped her with
a look, and biting her lip, she waited for his response. “I don’t
want her in my house.”

“But she’s my
sister.”

“She’s a manipulating
bitch who made your life a misery.”

Lily took a breath and
stared at the foot of the bed. She shouldn’t have said anything.
Stephanie always brought the worst out in people, and it would
appear Wayne couldn’t stand her.

He cupped her cheek and
brought her attention back to him. “Don’t mistake me for being
mean, Lily. I care about you, and I know what a nasty piece of work
she can be. I don’t want her in our house spitting her lies.”

Her heart soared in her
chest. He cared, and for now, it would be enough. Snuggled down,
she closed her eyes with a smile on her face.

Chapter
Fifteen

“Sir, there’s a Miss
Jones here to see you.” His assistant buzzed him in his office.

Wayne pressed his
aching head in his hands and looked at the clock on his wrist. He
couldn’t deal with this. With it being so close to Christmas, he
had plans with Lily. What on Earth could her sister want?

Since her request a few
weeks ago, Lily hadn’t mentioned her since.

“What does she
want?”

“She won’t say
anything, but she says it has to do with your wife.”

Intrigued by anything
to do with his wife, he accepted her inside his office.

Seconds later,
Stephanie stood smiling at him. She shut the door, and he stood
coming around his desk to greet her.

“What can I do for you,
Stephanie?” He noticed her attempt at a sultry smile, and he
shivered in revulsion. She really thought she was a real beauty
that no man could deny. He found her vain and lacking in every
department.

“I wanted to see how
the honeymoon went. Lily is pretty secretive, and you’ve been back
some time. The rumour mill is circling. You’ve already put a bun in
her large oven.”

Wayne stifled the laugh
with a cough. He’d ordered Lily to never let her family into his
home, but on the laughter, the anger brewed beneath at her cutting
remark. Lily was perfect, and her sister wouldn’t spoil her new
happiness in anyway.

“Well, that’s her
prerogative, and I’m going to go with her wishes. If we had any
news, we would tell people together.” Their honeymoon, besides the
little argument at the start, had been the best time of his life,
and he hoped to repeat it for the rest of his life. Wayne would
never allow these people to hurt the woman he loved anymore.

“I suppose it’s not
great for her. Being cooped up all day in that country house and
not even going somewhere special for her honeymoon. I did tell her
over the phone it wasn’t natural to not go away.”

His anger spiked. This
spiteful bitch had been on the phone to Lily upsetting her in some
way. So the gossip magazines had finally found out about their
pride and joy. Sighing, he saw past her fake enquiries for the
jealousy it was. Wayne knew Stephanie craved the limelight and to
have a meal ticket in a man. He was taken.

Stephanie pulled her
coat from her body, and Wayne couldn’t believe the audacity of her.
She stood before him, naked.

He turned from her,
repulsed.

“Come on. I know Lily
can’t be much for a man like you. I’ll do anything you want.” Wayne
was further disgusted to see she shaved down below. Seriously? What
was wrong with a little pubic hair?

Wayne leaned down and
grabbed her coat throwing it at her. “I suggest you get out of my
office right now.”

Stephanie didn’t
listen, placing the coat on the floor, and walking over to him. His
anger rose when she placed her hand over his flaccid cock. If Lily
had come into the room, naked and prepared to do the dirty with
him, he’d be as hard as rock. The sister was nothing but repulsion
to him.

“I don’t get it. Why
aren’t you hard?” She pouted.

Women like her really
made him sick. Treating her sister like dirt and then attempting to
steal the husband. She had another thing coming. Removing her hand,
he gripped her wrist and led her to her coat. He placed it on her
shoulders and then escorted her to his door.

“For future reference,
if you come here like that again, the cozy little allowance you’ve
been living with will be stopped.”

She gasped and spun to
glare at him. “Most men would fall at my feet to have a shot at
me.”

“I’m not most men.”

“Well, you must be to
find my fat sister attractive. Or does the little innocent girl
routine really do it for you?”

Wayne knew he should
never have allowed her in his office. Growling, he threw her out of
his office, glaring until she left. He knew she’d cause trouble for
him. He had to wait until she struck first. Wayne wasn’t a stupid
man, and Stephanie would elaborate this interlude making it
everything it wasn’t.

Whatever happened,
whatever Stephanie tried to do, would hurt Lily. She was already
insecure about her body and her looks. Shaking his head, he warned
his assistant never to allow her anywhere near him before going
back into his office.

After what had taken
place, he wanted to get home and enjoy the comfort of his wife. Her
love and care.

****

Wayne smiled as he
closed the door to his home, the decorative garland lighting up his
world more than it should. Christmas, who’d have thought he’d look
forward to the festive time of the year. This year had come around
so fast.

He’d offered to take
them both away to sunshine, but Lily was having none of it. Lily
told their housekeeper, Mary, she’d be cooking Christmas dinner if
Mary wanted to join them. Everyone who knew Lily loved her
instantly, and the love he had for her even before he met her was
off the charts.

Placing the keys on the
hook she’d forced him to put up, he went in search of her. Music
was playing in the distance, the soft melody of love songs rather
than Christmas carols surprised him, but he also knew how much she
loved to listen to music.