Lily and the Beast (Lily and the Beast #1)

by Amelia Jayne

  “I would stop.” He pulled his hand away. Seconds later, he parted my knees, kneeling between them, and I felt the rough denim of his jeans between my thighs as he pressed closer. “But do you really want me to? Have I touched you unkindly?”

  There had been that threat the first night, but no… not really, I admitted to myself.

  His hands skimmed over the tops of my breasts, branding me with his heat. Nimble fingers plucked my nipples free of the corset, setting them atop the lacy ruffles, on display.

  “Have I?” he prompted, tracing the peaks until they hardened almost painfully in anticipation of the pinch I was sure to come, but he only brought the gentlest of touches.

  “No…”

  “Consensual,” he reminded softly, his head bending to take a nipple into his hot mouth, and I leaned back to suck in a breath, almost losing my balance in the stiff corset. Aidan noted the shift and splayed a hand across my back, supporting me as he gently urged me back against the couch. “I’m not a monster,” he rumbled against my skin, using a flare of teeth before the soothing lave of his tongue.

  “I-I didn’t say you were.”

  “Then why are you trembling like that?”

  Was I? It had to be from the way I was sitting, and I squirmed to relieve my shaking muscles. Aidan took the opportunity to shift me lower, my ass sliding to the edge of the seat. His fingers dipped inside the lacy edge of the purple panties, and another shiver rippled through me.

  “You’re still shaking,” he observed, but it didn’t stop his gentle exploration, pushing the sheer fabric aside so that I felt cool air against my intimate bits. So far he hadn’t actually touched much but the crease on my upper thigh, but I still felt awfully exposed. “Why are you shaking?”

  “I don’t know,” I admitted, trying to force myself to relax, but the anticipation of not knowing where the first really intimate touch would come from was driving me insane. He had to see how wet I was, he had to see what he did to me without even touching me. Did it turn him on? Why couldn’t I see his face!

  The tip of his finger nudged apart my slick folds, dipping inside to spread the wetness around, and I gasped at the sudden invasion. He pushed himself in deeper, his breath quickening as my pussy clenched around him greedily, not wanting to let him go.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  “No,” I breathed, barely managing to hold in the cry of distress when he pulled out anyway. What was his game? I thought he wanted me to want his touch? An instant later, my hips came up off the couch as I felt a shock of icy cold pressed against the side of my clit. What the…?

  Aidan chuckled, his torso shaking with smug laughter as he pressed the ice cube around the swollen nub and back down to trace my lips. “What about now? Do you want me to stop now?”

  “I…”

  He dipped the ice cube lower, pushing it barely inside me and then swirling it up to tease my clit again, back and forth with ruthless pressure, driving me abso-fucking-lutely insane.

  “Do you want me to stop?” He repeated, alternating between fucking me and teasing me with the cold, hard ice.

  “No, God no…” I begged, my head falling back to hit the rear of the couch. It was like nothing I’d felt before. The cold both numbing and exciting at the same time as it slid over my swollen flesh. And so wet. I felt it dripping down the center of my pussy to pool by my ass and I couldn’t tell what was melted ice and what was my own reaction to his teasing. All I knew was I wanted more.

  “Please…” I murmured, not wanting him to stop.

  “Please what?”

  I didn’t care that his tone was smug and knowing, I didn’t care that I was little more than a slave to him in that moment. I needed to feel him inside me. His fingers, his tongue, his cock, I didn’t care.

  “Please don’t stop.”

  “But I’m almost out of ice.” He slid the tiny sliver inside me, shoving it deep and I moaned.

  “I don’t care. Just don’t stop touching me.”

  “Why, Lily?”

  Um, was that a trick question? “Because I want you.” I couldn’t reach too much of him with my hands, but I wrapped my ankles in my slutty heels around his ass, urging him closer.

  “You want me to what?” he taunted, even as his thumb slid along the side of my clit with exquisite friction after the slipperiness of the ice. My body loved the touch, but it craved so much more. Was he really that dense?

  And then I got it. He wanted me to say it. “I want you inside me.” It didn’t feel like a surrender, it felt like a discovery. A need we both shared that only each other could fulfill.

  “I’m already inside you,” he chuckled, his fingers crooking to stroke my inner walls. How could he sound so calm when I was ready to come apart?

  “I know but…”

  “You know what I want, Lily. You have to say it, otherwise I won’t know if you’re ready.”

  Couldn’t he tell? There was practically a lake between my legs and my pussy kept clenching around his finger, hungry for more. But he’d already said it, he wanted me to beg. An hour ago I would’ve told him to go fuck himself, but with his finger buried deep and his thumb driving me insane, I was ready to beg him to fill me.

  “Please, Aidan.”

  “Please what?”

  “Please, I need you inside me. I need you so bad, I feel like I’m gonna… shit… I’m…” I was close, so close… and for the first time in my life, I didn’t want to come, because I wanted him inside me when it happened. As if he sensed it, his thumb stopped circling, pushing down on me with steady pressure and that almost sent me over the edge before I felt the sharp loss as he withdrew.

  But then it hit me. He’d stopped touching me so he could fuck me. My hips slid down even more, my knees coming up as I prepared to grind myself against his cock. Instead, I felt nothing but open air as he leaned back to pour himself another drink, cool as a cucumber.

  “Is that the best you can do?”

  ~9~

  The look on her face was absolutely priceless, her luscious lips dropping into a perfect O of distress. Clearly, she’d been expecting something else, and that was almost worth not giving in – except for the fact that his balls felt like they were going to fucking explode at any second if he didn’t get inside her. Oh, he wanted to give her what she begged for, he wanted it so bad his cock throbbed painfully against the rough fabric of his jeans, but he knew that he had to slow himself down or he’d never last.

  He tossed the drink back, welcoming the numbing warmth it spread through him. Aidan knelt between her legs again, licking his lips at the sight of her open and ready for him, so juicy and wet. She tensed, but didn’t freeze up this time. Good. He was making progress.

  “Tell me again what you want. Make me believe it this time.”

  Her pretty brow furrowed above the mask. “I thought I was. I don’t know what you want me to say. I… I want you, Aidan. I want you so bad, I… just… Please, no more games. Please don’t pull away from me again.”

  Her naked honesty cut him to the core, and he stared at her without moving for long seconds. Was she that hot for sex, or was she that hot for him? The way she said his name – he didn’t normally permit that, and it was on the tip of his tongue to correct her, but he let it go for now. Instead, he reached down to stroke her again, his cock pulsing painfully as her breath hitched.

  “Don’t tell me what to do,” he said, but there was no real bark to his voice. “You want me to touch you again? Like I did last night?”

  “Yes, but…”

  “Or you want my mouth on you, like last night?” The memory of her taste had him salivating, and he swallowed back the hunger that threatened to drive him nose deep into her pussy again.

  “Yes, if you want to. But…” Her cheeks flushed with color and he wondered how close she was with just a single finger inside her. He added another, gently stretching her, testing her readiness. She was going to be a tight fit, especially all swollen like that, but she was
definitely slick and ready.

  “But what?” She merely whimpered as he crooked his fingers, hitting that sweet spot. Her hips bucked, but then she went still, as if trying to avoid release. “What’s the matter? Don’t you want to come, Lily?”

  “I…”

  All at once he clued into what she wanted, but was too chicken to come right out and ask. He’d have to work on that. “I see, you don’t want just my fingers, do you? You want my cock.” Her mouth opened wider, and so did her legs as she nudged closer to him, and he wondered if she was even aware she was doing it.

  His fingers pulled out, rubbing along the outside of her glistening pussy. “You want to feel my big, thick cock nudging against these pretty lips so you can spread them wide. You’ll have to stretch to take me in, you think you can handle it?”

  “I… Yes,” she whimpered, squirming to get more of his touch, and he pulled his hand away completely.

  “Yes, what?”

  “I want your big, thick cock inside me,” she panted in her sweet little voice, and it was almost enough to make him come in his pants right there.

  “Very good,” he approved, patting her mound before he rose to take another steadying drink. “What makes you think you deserve my cock?”

  Her mouth opened and closed without making a sound as she thought it over. “I, um… I made you come yesterday.”

  “So? I can do that with my hand any day,” he lied. Fuck, he’d already jerked off twice before sending for her, not wanting to disgrace himself, but it was nothing like her touch. And he couldn’t even think about her mouth without stroking himself. “The question is, what will you do tonight to prove you deserve it?”

  She licked her lips. “What do you want me to do?”

  So eager, it made him smile. Aidan kept his silence, letting her work it out for herself.

  “Suck you?” she ventured after a few seconds.

  “Suck my what?” He loved it whenever her sweet mouth said filthy things.

  “Suck your cock. Please, let me?” She sat up, her tits on deck right where he could taste them. “Please?”

  Who was he to resist an offer like that? His cock twitched, eager as fuck to be back in her pretty mouth. Unbuttoning his jeans, he shoved them down, his cock springing up enthusiastically as he stepped out of them. Without another word, he thrust his dick at her lips, moaning when they parted to receive him with an eager slurp. Aidan pushed the tangle of his long, dirty blonde hair out of his eyes, looking down at her with rapt attention as his cock disappeared between her lush lips. Her hands slid up the backs of his thighs to grip his ass, pulling him deeper and he almost fucking lost it.

  Shit. He hadn’t been prepared for this. He’d had his cock sucked by many a practiced whore, but he’d never felt a thrill like this. Lily wasn’t an expert by any means, but she was so damn eager to please him, it sent an extra current of sensation everywhere they touched. “Fuck…” he groaned, his hand tightening on his own hip to keep from reaching for her hair. He had to re-establish control.

  It was too soon to take her into his playroom, and he hadn’t brought any cuffs with him. He didn’t even have a belt on to lash her wrists together. He’d have to try the honor method, and something told him she’d have a problem sticking to it.

  “Hands behind your back,” he ordered through gritted teeth, and her mouth released him with a pop.

  “Don’t you like it when I use my hands?”

  He liked it too much. Besides, this was hot as fuck in a different way. “What did I say?” Aidan injected a bit of a growl into his voice, reminding her of the rules of the game. It wasn’t her place to question him. He’d already been too lax in her training.

  Lily clasped her hands together behind her back like a good girl, leaning forward awkwardly, her mouth open to receive his cock again, and he guided it in between her lips. Now he did sink his fingers into her big-ass hair and fuck her mouth, his breathing coming faster as her tongue worked to keep up. Goddamn, did he love her mouth. So fucking good, but he didn’t want to come in her mouth, he wanted to come buried inside her slick heat.

  Pulling out, he rubbed his cock against her tits, the head anointing her nipples with pre-cum and her saliva as he fought his way back from the brink. Lily made a mewl of distress when he pulled away from her mouth, her lips turning down in a frown.

  “Did I do something wrong?”

  He ignored the question, kneeling before her, one hand on his cock, gripping it tightly to get it to calm the fuck down with her pussy so near. “Lie back, keep your hands behind you,” he ordered, and she awkwardly tipped backwards, arching her back to keep from lying on her arms.

  “I thought you wanted me to suck your cock,” she pouted, and if she’d been anyone else, Aidan might’ve thought she was pushing him on purpose, disobeying the rules to get him to punish her. But he sensed that Lily was incapable of that kind of teasing, she had no idea what his punishments were like. Besides, he doubted she’d enjoy it when he had to actually discipline her. Good girls weren’t into that shit, he’d learned that lesson the hard way. And Lily was a good girl.

  Despite the way she lay before him, her breasts tumbling out of the corset and pussy spread wide and waiting, she’d never in a million years be with him like this if it wasn’t for the contract. Aidan knew that deep in his soul. She didn’t want to please him because she felt anything for him, she only wanted it to be over with so he’d leave her alone. The realization was what he needed to dampen his libido and get back on track.

  She was still propped up on her elbows, head tilted up as if trying to see him through the blindfold, and he grasped her cinched waist, stroking up the satiny bodice to the base of her breasts before settling back on her hips. “Lie back now,” he said again, pulling her forward until her ass hung over the edge of the couch and her head fit snugly against the back. She was close enough that he could feel the heat of her core beckoning to him, his cock pulsing in response.

  He almost took her then, but she had him so fucking hard he would’ve come in two strokes. Aidan needed her worked up and panting again by the time he took her or it’d be over before it began. “Do you remember what we talked about? What do you want your safeword to be?” Her cheeks flushed, teeth catching at her bottom lip, making him jealous. He wanted to nibble on that bottom lip too, and he grabbed her hips tighter. “Decide now.”

  “Peaches!” she blurted out, bringing a smile to his lips.

  “Fine, if you say the word peaches, I’ll stop, no matter what. But I can call you peaches all I want.”

  She nodded, mashing her lips together. The trembling has started in her thighs again, and he couldn’t tell if it was from excitement, fear, or muscle fatigue.

  He ran the flat of his hands over her thighs and pushed them wider, changing their position, but the shaking didn’t go away. “Tell me what you want, Lily. Do you want to go back to your room?” God help him, if that’s what she’d wanted, he’d find the strength to let her go.

  Her lips turned down in a frown. “Back to my room? No…”

  “What do you want?”

  “You, I want you.”

  Aidan let out the breath he’d been holding, his fingers returning to her pussy, one hand spreading her juicy lips from beneath as the other traced a figure eight up around her clit and down to the bottom of her slit. “How do you want me?”

  Lily licked her lips, her chest heaving as she sucked in a deep breath. “I want you inside me. Your cock. I want you to… to push your big, thick cock deep inside me.”

  She took his breath away. Grabbing the base of his cock, he rubbed the head over her wet lips, teasing and nudging. “This is what you want?”

  Lily squirmed at the touch, obviously able to tell the difference between his fingers and his throbbing dick. “Yes, your cock,” she panted. “I want it inside me, fast and hard.”

  Despite the way her throaty voice made his balls clench with need, he continued to rub his cock over her slick folds, dipp
ing the tip in until just the head disappeared before pulling it out again . But who was he teasing, him or her? “Is that how you’d like me to fuck you? Fast and hard? Would that make you come?”

  “Yes.” Her back arched, her ass wiggling closer to him.

  “What if I said no?”

  She frowned at that. “You’re in control, you can do what you want with me. Don’t… don’t you want me?”

  Aidan rubbed the head over her clit and she gasped, her hips thrusting up at him, desperate for more friction and he held them down with a punishing grip. “I do want you Lily, but you’re right – I’m in control. I’m not going to give it to you fast and hard.”

  “You’re not?”

  “No, I’m going to go slow. Slow and deep.” Gritting his teeth against the sensation of her velvet heat, Aidan pushed all the way inside her and Lily let out a ragged moan. So fucking tight, she gripped him like a glove and squeezed until he thought his balls might pop. Lily squirmed, trying to get him to move and he gripped her hips tightly. “Stop that,” he warned, smacking her clit lightly, and she yelped more in surprise than pain. But her pussy muscles clenched him even tighter and he rode out the wave of pleasure that produced. “I’ll set the pace,” he growled, going slow, maddeningly slow to make it last.

  Despite the languid rhythm he set, the heat stoked hotter and hotter between them, Aidan’s buttocks clenching tight every time he surged forward, his long hair falling in his face as he held himself under tight control. He’d known she would be a choice piece of ass, but he’d been unprepared for just how worked up she got him with her breathy cries and pants.

  But he wasn’t the only one affected by the slow burn between them. With every stroke, Lily writhed and moaned, fighting to keep from bucking her hips. Her hands made an appearance several times, but she tucked them back behind her back quickly, before he had to punish her.