Forced Series Box Set: Books 1-5

by Celia Aaron

  His other knee hit the bed, his cock smooth and rigid between his strong thighs. “Submit and I won’t. Just for a week. And then you’re free.”

  My insides twisted at his words. One week would buy his silence. Just one week. That was nothing, right? One week to avoid a lifetime of grief from my mother. I held Gray’s gaze, hating him. My body, though, it didn’t hate him. Even now, my panties were drenched. He twisted me from arousal to ire like a whirligig of emotions.

  I took a deep breath as his thumb encroached on the call button. “One week, and you promise you won’t tell my mother or your father?”

  “I won’t tell anyone if you submit to me for a week. I promise. That’s the deal.”

  His thumb hesitated over the green button.

  I dropped my head and stared at the magenta stitching of the bedspread beneath me. “Fine. Deal.”

  Chapter Four

  Gray Elliot

  She was mine now. I owned her. I wanted to loop a collar around her neck and hook a leash to it. I wanted her to dance for me. To tease me until I couldn’t stand it so I could fuck her raw. To make her pay for endless nights of her body rubbing against me, making me need more and more. Maybe later. Right now, I needed a taste of the pink that had tormented me every Friday night at the club.

  “Strip.”

  Her big guileless eyes stared up at me, but she didn’t move.

  I stood and backed up a step. “I won’t ask nicely again, Sadie.” I would strip her and spank her ass. I would shove my cock down her throat until she choked and cried. Hell, I was going to do those things anyway.

  She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She slid the straps off and dropped it to the floor. Then she stood and dropped her shorts and panties to the floor as well. She stood before me, naked and perfect. She draped an arm across her tits and tried to cross her thighs.

  “No, Sadie. I want to see all of you. Lie back on the bed. Spread your arms out. And I want your legs wide.”

  Those eyes tried to cajole me. I wanted to laugh. There was nothing on heaven or earth that would stop me from taking her.

  She sat down and pushed back until she was in the middle of the king size bed. She took a deep breath, her tits quavering with the movement, and laid out her arms and spread her legs. I knew she could do better. I’d seen her do the fucking splits on stage. She would do them for me, too.

  I crawled on top of her. Her sharp intake of breath made my cock leak precum like a son-of-a-bitch. I knelt between her thighs and pushed her knees apart. Her cunt was bare. I wanted to see the red curls I knew would be there, but she was a stripper. Waxed was part of her uniform.

  She clenched her eyes shut.

  I grabbed her chin. “Let’s get one thing straight, Sadie. You will look at me. I want to see your eyes. I want you to watch everything I do to you. Understand?”

  “Y-yes.” Her voice was throaty. I already knew she was turned on from her swollen, glistening folds. She wanted every inch I had, and I would give it to her.

  “Every time I look at your face, I want to see those baby blues.” I released her chin and sat back, still enjoying my prize.

  Her tits were large, more than a palmful, with dark nipples. When they were hard, they were like large pearls. I’d wanted them in my mouth for so long. It was as if I already knew how they’d feel against my tongue. My gaze slid down her body, admiring her smaller waist, the flare of her hips, the curves of her legs. Mine. Then I went back to what I wanted more than anything. I leaned down and dropped a kiss on her smooth mons.

  Her hips jerked. I looked up her delicious body. Her eyes were on me. Good. I settled down between her legs, pushing her legs out so I could open her up to me completely. I rubbed my face against her thigh, marking my territory with my five o-clock shadow. Her hands fisted at her sides.

  I snaked my tongue along her clit. Just a taste of her honey. It was indulgent, even better than I imagined. Then I realized a taste wasn’t enough. I wanted it all. I wanted to fucking devour her.

  I twirled the tip of my tongue around her nub, giving her a sample of what I could do. She made an mmm sound, as if she was trying to keep her desire to herself. She couldn’t. I knew. I knew the moment she’d looked at my rigid cock. The fire in her eyes told me how much she wanted me.

  I fastened my lips around her clit, sucking ever so slightly. Her hips moved against my mouth. Then she stilled, attempting to avoid the pleasure I would force on her. Not a chance. I pressed my lips hard around her clit and sucked. She let out a high grunt and moved against me again.

  This was just the first step. I wasn’t going to let her come. Not until I wanted her to. Not until she was begging me for release. I gave her a hard lick that made her grind her pussy into me before I dropped my mouth lower to her opening. She was already so wet.

  I slipped my tongue inside her, groaning at the resistance I found there. She was tight, so tight. I delved further, pushing my face against her, opening my mouth wider. She moaned and pumped against me. I pulled away from her and licked my lips.

  Her nipples were those perfect pearls. I fell on them, fastening my mouth around one and teasing the tip with my tongue. I slid my hand past her needy clit and sank a finger into her. She stopped pretending she didn’t like it and put her hands in my hair, pulling and gripping. I stroked her walls where the flesh was more sensitive, more ridged, as I bit the pearl in my mouth. She gasped. When I sank another finger next to the first, her hips came off the bed.

  My cock begged to be inside her. I would oblige it. I withdrew my fingers and moved further up her body. I pressed my swollen head against her hot opening. Her heat singed my skin, making me groan from the sensation. I rubbed my tip against her clit in short, smooth strokes. She matched my rhythm, thrusting up to meet me, to increase my contact. I found her mouth.

  I wasn’t gentle. I needed her too much. I slanted my lips over hers and forced my tongue inside. I shared her own taste with her, delving into her heat and stroking her tongue. Her hands moved down my back and she sank her nails into me as I kissed her hard, almost angrily. She was mine. I’d told her it would just be for a week. A lie. She would always be mine. I would never let her go. At the thought, I pushed inside her.

  She froze beneath me. She was so snug. Even when she was so wet for me, I had to go slowly. I pulled back the slightest bit and moved forward more. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to shove all the way home and fuck her hard, smeared mascara and teary cries be damned. But I didn’t want to hurt her. Not yet, anyway. And I would have her again in short order, so I needed to make sure she was taken care of.

  The muscles in my arms and back shook from the fucking caveman need to take her, to claim her. I ignored them and smoothed into her a bit further. She began to loosen beneath me, spreading her legs wider. My head wanted to explode, shooting cum into her in hot ropes. Patience.

  I looked into her eyes, searching for pain. There was none. Her lips were open, begging for my tongue. I gave it to her, kissing her more gently this time as I worked deeper and deeper into her hot cunt. Soon, I was as deep as I could go, my balls against her ass. I pulled out to the tip and pushed in all the way, stopping there and letting her hold me in place.

  I’d stroked off to thoughts of her so many times that the feeling of her beneath me – where she belonged – was a jolt of electricity to my system. My mind seemed to short circuit and then the caveman took over. I withdrew and pushed in harder.

  She dug her nails deeper into my back. I didn’t care. I wanted the pain, the marks. Again, I plunged and she cried out. I caught the sound against my lips and thrust harder and harder again. I pulled back to look at her. Those blue eyes were half-lidded now as I fucked her. Drugged by my cock.

  I pushed up on one hand, never stopping my quickening pace, and palmed one of her tits. The other shook with my impacts. Her moans grew louder the harder I fucked her. I etched the sounds in my memory and promised I’d hear them every day this week.

 
I had to slow down or I’d spend too soon. I owned her, but she was controlling me now, her body telling mine how much she wanted it with each clench of her sweet cunt around my cock.

  I pulled out and sat back. “In the floor. On your knees.”

  Her eyes opened wider as she stared up at my body. She wasn’t moving fast enough. She needed to learn how to obey. I grabbed her hair and yanked. She yelped.

  “I said on your fucking knees, Sadie.”

  I released her and she did as I said. I followed her and sat at the edge of the bed. “Suck me.”

  Her eyes focused on my cock – hard, dark, and wet.

  I put my hands in her hair and guided her forward. She timidly licked the tip.

  “Put your hands behind your back and leave them there.”

  She obeyed.

  “Open.”

  She opened her mouth and I thrust into her. She gagged as I hit the back of her throat. Her eyes watered, but she didn’t take them off mine, and didn’t move her hands. “That’s right, Sadie, take it all. Massage my head with your throat.”

  She began nodding on me. I pulled her head closer as my hips moved my cock in and out of her mouth. Her tongue was like velvet against me. She was making sloppy sounds, sucking and licking recklessly as I pumped into her. How I’d fantasized about this moment. And now, here I was, finally taking everything she owed me. No more teasing, she would give it all to me.

  I was already at the edge. My hands in her long red hair and my cock in her hot mouth was too much. My release came from everywhere and nowhere all at once. I couldn’t stop even if I’d wanted to.

  I pulled out and shot all over her face. My cum coated her mouth, her chin. I groaned as I gripped my head and painted my seed onto her.

  “Lick it,” my voice grated.

  Her tongue darted out, tasting what I’d given her. Hesitant at first, then making the circuit around her lips, licking up every bit she could reach. Even after I was done, my erection was still there, still demanding. Her licking my spend off her lips did nothing to lessen my need to fuck her until she screamed.

  “Up on the bed. On all fours. Now.”

  She crawled up next to me. I stood and pulled her ass into me, grinding my unsatisfied erection into her. Her pussy was somehow even wetter than before. “You like sucking me off, don’t you Sadie?”

  I nudged my head into her tight pussy, waiting a moment before pushing further. I slapped her ass hard, leaving a handprint and eliciting a sharp cry. She looked at me over her shoulder.

  “Tell me how much you like having my cum on your face.” I shoved in all the way.

  She moaned. I reached for her hair and yanked, forcing her to arch her back even more for me.

  “I-I- liked it.”

  “You loved it, you filthy little slut. If you lie to me again, I’m going to fuck you in the ass right now.”

  Her eyes opened wider. “I loved it. I loved it.”

  I rocked my hips back and forth into her. She was still such a tight fit for my large cock. I gave her some smooth strokes, my cock rippling from the sensation of being squeezed and angled so deep into her. Her breaths came out in a pant, light noises on each exhale. Her pale back undulated beneath me as I kept shoving all the way home.

  She was so fucking scorching that I could already feel the cum building up at the base of my cock again. I was going to explode inside her. I started a hard rhythm, riding her rough. I reached around and pressed my index finger into her clit before rubbing around it in fast circles. She began pushing back into me, sending me even deeper into her.

  My balls slapped against her ass as I worked her over. She began to slam back harder, her walls tensing around my cock. She was close, her body moving frantically to my punishing rhythm. I slid my finger over her clit slowly before rubbing it hard.

  “Tell me how badly you want to come, Sadie,” I gritted out.

  “I, ah, I want to come.”

  “Not enough.” I removed my finger from her sweet spot.

  She groaned and looked at me with livid heat in her eyes.

  “Beg me, Sadie. Beg me to let you come.” I put my finger back to work, teasing her clit.

  “Please, Gray, please let me come.”

  I strummed her clit faster, her hips jerking and her pussy clamping down around me.

  “Please, please!” Frantic words that made my balls pull up tight against me.

  She froze, her muscles tightening as I continued to punish her with my cock. She screamed her release, her walls crushing me in a pleasurable vise.

  Her cries on their own would have made me shoot. I came, spurting inside her, filling her wet pussy, marking her as my own. I groaned and gave her a few more hard thrusts before stilling. My dick twitched inside her, spent but enjoying its new confines immensely. She collapsed face first into the bed, no doubt wiping my remaining cum from her cheeks onto her girly comforter.

  I pulled out and took a step back. The room was darker now, lit only by the hallway light. I stared at her pussy, still in the air, bruised and swollen from my barrage. A thin line of cum slipped out and dripped down to her calf. Fuck me. I could jerk off to that image for the rest of my fucking life.

  She shifted and lay all the way down on her side. Her eyes found me. Even in the gloom, I felt her gaze. Reproachful, angry, and most of all, sated.

  This was going to be a fun week.

  Chapter Five

  Sadie Lorenz

  I lay in my bed, freshly showered and worn out. Gray had left me alone after getting what he wanted. He’d kissed my lips and patted me on the ass before leaning down to whisper in my ear.

  “In the morning, 9 a.m. sharp, I expect breakfast in bed. Your pussy, nothing else.” Then he’d left. I’d heard the door to his bedroom shut and the shower turn on.

  Now I lay with an ache between my thighs and my mind spinning from what he’d done to me. Had I just signed my life away for a week? I turned over and faced the door. I’d locked it. It didn’t matter. If he wanted to get in, he would.

  I closed my eyes and remembered how he’d looked above me as he’d fucked me. Powerful, obsessed. I shivered and pulled the blanket up to my chin. I was miffed that the image set off an altogether different ache between my legs. I cursed myself for wanting him, for desiring the cruel sex he inflicted on me. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it.

  To hear his voice saying those dirty things to me after so many months of silence? I rubbed my thighs together. He’d been my obsession, but now he was my jailer. One who intended to use me for a week.

  Only a week, I told myself.

  I rolled to my stomach and fell asleep, still seeing him looming above me, a look of utter possession in his eyes.

  ***

  “Forget something?”

  I sat up. Gray was on the bed next to me, a cruel smile twisting his handsome face.

  The sun streamed in through my windows, painting his skin a beautiful shade of deep gold. He was naked. I glanced down to his cock, rigid and ready.

  “Wh-what—”

  “Do you know what time it is, Sadie?” His tone was nonchalant, but his eyes were hard.

  “I, no.” I turned my head to check my alarm clock. Big mistake.

  He grabbed a fistful of my hair and wrenched me back onto the bed. I screamed at the sudden flash of pain.

  “Shh, Sadie.” He pushed the blanket down my body, exposing my t-shirt and panties. “No, no, no. You will sleep naked for the rest of the week. Understand?”

  I swallowed hard. “Yes.”

  “I told you last night to be in my room at 9 a.m., didn’t I?”

  He ran his hand over my stomach, making it quiver, before dipping his fingers into my panties.

  “Y-yes.”

  “You disobeyed me, didn’t you?” He slid two fingers around my clit, squeezing the nub between them.

  “I don’t know. I think so.” I was having trouble even thinking with the smooth glide of his fingers against my skin.
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br />   “Did you want to make me angry?” His voice was low and full of ice.

  “No. I just overslept is all. I’m sorry.”

  “Not yet, you aren’t. You will be.” He ran his fingers down my folds and sank them into me. I cried out from the sensation.

  He caressed me inside, slow strokes that had me bringing my hips off the bed to meet him. He slid his fingers out and licked them clean, his eyes on mine the entire time.

  “Take your panties off.” His voice was guttural, animal.

  I complied, shimmying them down and off.

  He lay down on his back next to me before roughly pulling me to him. “Turn around and put your pussy in my face.”

  I straddled him and scooted down so that my face was at his cock and my pussy right in front of him. I felt his breath on me, warm against the wetness he’d already brought from me.

  “Now take my cock in your mouth as I punish you.”

  I froze. “Punish me?”

  “Nine hits for your failure to follow instructions. You’re about to get another if you don’t do as I say.”

  I put my thumb under his shaft and pulled the large head to my lips. His hips jutted up, pushing the tip into my mouth. I opened as wide as I could and took it to the back of my throat.

  “That’s it, Sadie. Now take your punishment like a good girl.” He pushed my ass forward, a hand spread against each cheek. His breath was gone from my pussy, making me moan for the want of it.

  Then he hit me, one palm on each side. The slap sound of skin on skin was like a gunshot in the quiet house. I bucked forward, shoving his cock against the back of my throat and making myself gag. A sting erupted along my ass. I’d never been spanked before, especially not like this.

  He hit me again, sending a tremor straight to my pussy.

  “Goddammit, Sadie. I want to tongue fuck you so bad right now. But you must be punished.” Another set of stinging slaps.

  Then he pushed a finger inside my pussy. I ground my hips down onto him, fucking his finger.

  Another, single slap this time. His fingers raked my g-spot, sending heat straight to my clit, lighting me up from the inside. Another slap, harder and closer to where his finger was embedded inside me.