The Elusive Jillian Wilson (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Lynn Ray Lewis

  The broken window and patio door had been fixed by people that lived on the farm somewhere out of sight of the farmhouse. Jillian explored the beautiful, old, turn-of-the-century two-story. Upstairs there were five bedrooms. Vince had explained to her earlier that there had been six bedrooms upstairs, but he had one of the rooms converted into a large bathroom.

  The hallway was a bright white with hardwood flooring. The bedrooms were beautifully done in older patterned wallpaper. Some had flocked flowers, and two were obviously designated as children’s rooms.

  One was decorated with miniature cowboys with their lassos and small ponies. The other had ballerinas dancing across the pink-and-white bedroom walls. Jillian fell in love with the house. There were window seats where she could imagine herself sitting with a book reading or curling up with a hot cup of cocoa watching the wildlife.

  “I have no idea how anyone would want to live anywhere else, Vince. Look at it. This place is absolutely perfect for a family.” She knew that she was gushing with enthusiasm but couldn’t stop herself. This was the kind of place she had dreamed of sharing with a husband and family of her own.

  He smiled at her comments and took her on a tour outside to snoop through the barns and garages. The tractors were huge, and the equipment needed for growing and maintaining the farm seemed endless to her.

  When they came to the burned shell of the shed, Jillian was mad about the fire that was deliberately set. “She could have burned the entire place down and not cared a bit for the loss of this wonderful property. It pisses me off that she cared so little not just about our lives but the historical value just sitting here.”

  Vince nodded solemnly. “Brenda doesn’t care about anything that she isn’t interested in. She is not a country lover. I wanted to help with Vinnie when he was little, but I knew that if I had she would have used him to manipulate me and fuel the lies that she told. So I left the kid alone. I feel guilty about that, but I was working long hours just to pay the electric bills.

  “I never expected that she would try to kill us. I am afraid she is more unbalanced than I thought. When her mother passed away, she really went wild. Going to the clubs and out fucking around with anything that would crawl between her thighs was the mild stuff. The drugs were next.”

  Vince pulled Jillian close and kissed the top of her head. “I am sorry that she hurt you and destroyed so many of your things, but I cannot be sorry for meeting you and getting to know you. I just wish none of this had happened. I wish we had met that first day in my office and then developed a relationship under normal circumstances.”

  He has no idea how much I wish the same thing. Jillian nodded her head to his words.

  “I am going to have to get my life back in order, starting tomorrow. Right now I am happy to be alive and happy to know that the entire Oliver family aren’t raving lunatics and out to make my life a miserable hell. In fact, one of them I find quite tolerable.”

  Jillian got a bear hug and a quick kiss for that speech. She squealed when he picked her up and rasped his day-old beard on her neck before hugging him as close as she could. He had become so important to her in such a short time that it worried her. For now she planned to enjoy the time they had together.

  They unloaded the dungeon equipment with Jillian teasing him about the rock-walled basement drawing moisture.

  “Won’t the moisture cause you favorite dildos to mildew? You will have to be extra careful to keep your leather whips and cuffs well oiled and the metal bars will rust if you are not careful, you know.”

  She came down the steps with the last box of toys and he took the box from her hands and sat it down next to a wooden bench.

  Then he took her into his arms and kissed her, running his tongue over her lips until she opened them to let his tongue slide through as she moaned into his mouth enjoying the intimate embrace of his arms and lips.

  He pulled away and told her to strip and pulled his own shirt off tossing it onto the bench.

  When she looked at him then looked around the room the temptation to imagine that this was indeed a dungeon and she was his captive woman gave her the courage to slowly pull her T-shirt over her head and toss it on top of his.

  Each article of clothing she removed got a smile of encouragement from Vince.

  She had to bend over to untie her sneakers and was glad she hadn’t dropped her jeans yet when he swatted her on the ass with his big hand.

  Her yelp was ignored and he told her to get with it. So she shimmied out of her jeans and kicked them to him once she stepped away from the material.

  She stood before him in her bra and thong wondering what he had in mind.

  He pulled at her arm to bring her standing by his knees and pulled her down for another deep kiss. When he broke the kiss she was aware that he had unclipped her bra and was pulling it from her shoulders. He took the hand that she pulled out of the elastic shoulder strap and pulled it behind her as his other hand pulled the hand still caught in her bra strap to join in the back. He tied her wrists together even with her lower back and the feeling of his chest hair tickling her nipples caused them to harden into sensitive beads.

  He guided her to kneel next to his thighs and her pussy clenched. When he bent her over those muscular thighs she whimpered in anticipation.

  Her hair pooled on the gray concrete floor and she was aware that she could fall off his thighs if he didn’t have such a firm hold on her hips. The way his big hand rubbed the cheeks of her ass felt good. He rubbed up and down her thighs and ass firmly then lightened his touch until she could barely tell he was touching her flesh.

  “Have I told you what a beautiful ass you have? Each cheek sits in my hands perfectly. Spread your legs. Yes, like that. Just a bit more, wider now, there that’s perfect.”

  His finger slid the length of her slit, pausing to tease her clit and then travel to her slightly wet opening. The finger pushed inside enough to tease the nerve endings and then again traveled up and down her slit. He kept repeating this until he sank the finger inside of her and began to slowly pull it out. On the next deep push he added another finger and she whimpered. His thumb found her clit as his fingers spread inside her and she gasped for breath.

  As he finger fucked her he decided to get chatty and that drove her crazy. His words kept distracting her from the goal of enjoying a very satisfying orgasm.

  “This next weekend you can help me set up the dungeon and since you will be here already we can test some of the equipment. I am going to enjoy seeing you with your arms hanging above your head and a set of clips adorning your pretty nipples. Does the idea of being helpless while I play with your body excite you as much as it does me? I love the idea of seeing your sexy ass lying over my padded bench waiting for my hand or crop to turn it a beautiful pink. I can feel how much the suggestions are exciting you. Your pussy is soaking my fingers.”

  He withdrew his fingers entirely and she cried out. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop I’m almost there.”

  “Now, you have disparaged my new dungeon and made fun of me. That earned you a spanking. How many smacks do you deserve? I think we will start with ten.”

  The first two smacks were light and the following eight progressively got harder. He had to half lie over her body to keep her from squirming off his lap.

  The spanks stung her ass but Jillian could feel the cream trickle from her pussy and knew that she wanted more. When his thick finger slid between the folds of her pussy she moved her hips to get him deeper.

  He pulled his finger from her wet heat and she felt him bend over toward her legs and heard the box on the bench next to him open. She tried to stay very still so she would not end up on the floor at his feet.

  “Your ass is such a pretty dark pink from my hand spanking it that I think you deserve a reward. Guess what I found in this box that you brought down?”

  She felt something cold enter her needy pussy sliding inside with ease. He worked the slender dildo in and out a few times then
dragged it up to her tight puckered rear entrance. She tightened her muscles down to deny the toy entrance and received a smack on the ass for the small defiance.

  She tried to relax and felt the thing push through her sphincter then slide back a little before sliding further in on the next push. With each withdraw and reentry she felt the nerves deep inside come to life. She knew the low moans she couldn’t stop from escaping encouraged his rhythm with the dildo gliding in and out of her ass, but the feeling was incredible.

  “I love watching this glass dildo slide deep in your pretty little asshole. I have three sizes of these items waiting to be used to train your ass to take my cock. Did you know that I can hardly wait to feel the tight heat of your asshole squeezing my cock when it gets buried so deep I can slap your pussy with my balls?”

  He used his left hand to hold the dildo in her ass and slid two fingers inside her slick pussy, sliding in tandem with the glass phallus for many minutes, enjoying the moans and whimpers coming from her throat. He removed the glass dildo and his fingers from inside her body then stood her up, holding her quivering body steady until she could stand on her own.

  He held her close and ran his hands down her back and thighs. “Now I want you bend down and grab the bench with your legs spread for me. I will release your hands but if you don’t do as I say I will dig out the cuffs and hook you to the bench for an hour with a plug in your ass and a vibe in your pussy.”

  As Jillian felt her bra being untangled from her wrists she considered his threat. If she wasn’t so primed right this minute the punishment would be more pleasure than pain to her way of thinking. She bent over the bench when he finished rubbing her wrists and hands.

  In this position her ass was in the air and her nipples almost brushed the bench. Her hands spread shoulder wide and grabbed the smooth wood. She spread her legs as wide as she could and then bounced on her toes to make certain she could maintain her footing, and just to tease him a little she pushed first one foot up onto her toes and relaxed it then the other foot did the same.

  His hands grabbed her hips and she felt his cock slide over the swollen lips of her pussy before gliding inside. He pulled back and then pushed forward slowly until his cock was buried deep inside her grasping cunt. She tried to move her body to help him, but stopped when his hand swatted her ass.

  “Slow down, we have time to take this nice and easy. My cock feels so good snugged inside of your hot pussy that we can stay like this for a few minutes while I enjoy the sensation. I can feel by the way your tight pussy is clenching on my cock that you are not in a mood to wait so I’ll let you have your way this time.”

  His hand reached down around her thigh and found that he could not caress her breasts and stopped moving his hips. This was not acceptable to him. As much as he hated to leave her tight pussy he pulled out hearing her wail and watched her ass sway side to side seeking his cock.

  “Stand up, Jill, I have something better in mind.”

  She reluctantly stood, trembling, waiting for his direction. If he doesn’t hurry up I am going to knock his ass down and fucking sit on him.

  He lay down on the bench. “Ride me, take me deep inside and ride me.”

  She pounced. It was a close fit because the bench was not much wider than his body. She had no problem straddling his hips and even on the first stroke down his cock slid deep with ease. Keeping her knees on the bench was taking a lot of concentration but the feeling of his thick cock sliding through her tunnel was worth the effort.

  His hands held a breast each as she worked herself up and down his cock. He began pinching and lightly twisting her nipples when her rhythm sped up. He could feel his balls tighten up and knew that he was not going to last much longer. The sight of her riding his cock and the feel of her tight pussy clamping on him was his undoing.

  His fingers reached down and wiggled her clit then stroked it until he felt her rhythm become jerky and her pussy clenched and released around his cock. Jill’s face as her orgasm took over was so beautiful to him that his orgasm joined with hers.

  Jill couldn’t stop moving her hips and the clenching of her vaginal walls over his cock continued for long seconds. Those little aftershocks made her cry out from the feel of flesh contacting with flesh made her lay over him with her legs hanging over the sides and her head on his wide chest.

  Chapter 12

  Monday morning Jillian was ready to get back on her own two feet. Vince was with her when they went to the county jail to make formal statements, and Jill hoped that the police would release her purse back to her or at least her identification and bank card. Her cell phone was a complete lost cause.

  Lucky for her they understood and gave her the items she requested. The district attorney told them that Brenda requested bail and a bond hearing was set for the next morning.

  She was pleading not guilty. Her excuse was first that Dillon forced her to help him kidnap and attempt to murder Vince and Jillian. When the district attorney explained to her that Dillon had already given them the entire story as part of a plea bargain, she switched her plea at the urging of her attorney to diminished capacity from the recent events involving Vinny, and Vincent’s actions thereafter.

  The bottom line, according to the district attorney, was that Brenda would probably plea down far enough that she would spend a year or two in a mental facility and be eligible for parole if the doctors decided that she was no longer a threat.

  After further investigation the district attorney told them that Vinny was not involved in his mother’s plot to kill them. In fact, Vinny was not in the state. He had taken the shooting and death of Melody hard. So much so that he was presently seeing a psychologist in California close to the mansion that Vince had given him and his mother. He was turning his life around, and had refused his mother’s call when she was arrested. He would not be posting a bond for his mother.

  Vince wished the boy well. For now there was still too much bitterness for him to forgive the younger man, but he hoped they might find some common ground that didn’t involve Vinny siphoning his living off Oliver International’s bank account.

  * * * *

  Vince took her to lunch, and the conversation turned to what Jillian planned for the immediate future.

  “I need to get a plan of action for myself. I can’t keep sponging off of you, and didn’t you say that you were supposed to be on vacation this week? I know I am not the reason that you had to postpone your time off, but now you should be able to reschedule your plans. If you feel that you can trust me enough, I can stay by myself until I get myself together, and that way you could still get away for a short time anyway. Or I can probably stay with Kelly until I find a place to live and a vehicle.”

  Jillian knew she was rambling. The thought of being on her own again was not as appealing as it once was. She was becoming addicted to Vince and seeing his handsome face every day. She was afraid that she might have let herself fall in love with him. It would be better for both of them if she got into gear and left before she became a begging, pathetic mess. He had been manipulated enough in his life, and she did not intend to have him feeling guilty about not caring for her as much as she cared for him.

  Last night he had climbed into bed with her again without justification from either of them. Again they ended up in each other’s arms. By the time Jillian woke and found out that the erotic dream she was thoroughly enjoying was as real as the mouth and tongue pleasuring her while lying between her spread thighs could be.

  By the time he licked his way up to her mouth and sank into her wet depths, she was mindlessly begging for more. He encouraged her pleasure with more openmouthed kisses. She tasted her own cream on his tongue, and knowing what he had done to share that taste with her brought even more excitement. Jillian ran her fingers down his back and felt his big body tremble, so she did it again. Then she trailed both hands down his back to the cheeks of his ass, grabbing a cheek in each hand. At the pinnacle of her orgasm, she dug her nails into thos
e tight cheeks, and he yelled as he came.

  Then at dawn she had returned the favor. He looked so sexy lying on his back sleeping almost spread-eagle that she didn’t even try to resist exploring his big body. The man was solid muscle from what she could feel. His shoulders and thickly muscled chest needed to be explored with her fingers and lips.

  He did not try to stop her as she mapped his body with her lips. A nibble here and there had him groaning and shifting. Her fingers massaged his thighs as she gently pulled his sac with her teeth and bounced each testicle with her tongue. She buried her nose in his scrotum as her tongue worried his taint. That licking of the short bridge between his testicles and asshole had him raising his hips and his thick cock drooling creamy drops of pre-cum.

  She watched as his wrinkled sac drew tighter until the entire thing was rock hard to her touch then licked the wide, heart-shaped head of his cock. She wanted to take him deep in her mouth, so she swung a leg over his chest and sat. Her slick flesh slid over the thick fur on his chest and caused her to shiver. As she bent down to take his thick cock into her mouth, her legs were spread wide enough for the springy hair to tickle and tease her delicate, wet flesh.

  The knowledge that she was making this strong man tremble and moan gave her incentive to elicit more strong reactions from him. Listening to his heavy breathing and praises combined with the heavy fur teasing her clit and center urged her to bring him to a mind-blowing orgasm.

  Her tongue licked and teased his satiny-smooth cock. The ruche of skin under the head was particularly tasty to her tongue and teeth. His hips began to rise and fall in a choppy rhythm, and his hands came to rest on her hips then slid down her thighs until his thumbs found the center of her heat and pushed inside.

  When the pulsing in the veins of his thick cock started to tense, she took him as deeply into her mouth as she could and tasted his cream, almost choking when those big thumbs pulled her vaginal opening wider and her clit became mashed between their bodies, which caused her to orgasm at the same time. He pulled his thumbs from her spasming tunnel, then pushed two long, thick fingers inside, working her into yet another orgasm, making Jillian gasp and scream, riding out her pleasure on those talented fingers.