“If you hurt me again, I’ll never forgive you.” Why was I giving into this insanity? Hadn’t I suffered enough already? I knew why. Because as much as it broke my heart to be betrayed by Deshawn, I couldn’t do the same to him. That’s not who I was.
“If I do I’ll let you tie me up and beat me until I can’t stand up again.” He grinned, and that look on his gorgeous face was so sexy my knees went weak.
“I’m not into pain.” Lifting my chin, I glared, wanting him to understand that more than anything.
“No pain, Ashley. Only pleasure.” He winked. I was lost and probably should have my head examined for the words that came next.
“Then, I agree.” I wanted this man, even though the thought of him entering me again made me nervous. I wasn’t a stupid woman. I knew the first time was supposed to be a little painful, just not to the point where I could barely stand up.
“Let’s negotiate then.” He undid his seatbelt and walked over to the bar and poured two glasses of scotch. I couldn’t help but admire his long legs and very fine ass, because I was a woman, after all, and he had the perfect body.
Sitting down with me, he offered one, and I took it, wondering what else we had to talk about. “I thought we just did?” I took a sip of the strong liquor and grimaced. I wasn’t a big drinker, but I enjoyed the heat it sent into my stomach.
“We’ve talked about getting your friend free from jail, not how our arrangement will go.” He took a small gulp, those intense eyes boring into mine. “I still want you to let me fuck you whenever and however I want. No questions asked. In return, I’ll keep my agreement that you’ll get the money that Deshawn stole from me.”
“God! Can you use another word, please? Make love, do it, have relations.” I didn’t really like talking about it at all, but the callousness of the other word, even if that was what we were talking about, made me sick.
“I’ve told you before that I don’t want religion brought into this, unless you’re talking about kneeling for my pleasure, leave that word out of your vocabulary.” His eyes took on a dark depth and I had to wonder what he had against God. “As for fucking? That’s what this is. You’re not in love with me, are you?” That devilish smirk appeared and he raised a brow.
“Gross. The idea of being in love with you literally makes me sick to my stomach.” The man was using me for his benefit, love had nothing to do with it.
“Good. That wouldn’t be beneficial to you. I don’t do love. What I will do is give you more pleasure than you’ve ever imagined.” His ego really was astounding.
“Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems there. I can barely stand to be around you. As for the pleasure, you’ll forgive me if call bull malarkey on that.” He was beautiful, and the foreplay was great. I’d find a way to suffer through the other.
He grinned and let my rude comment slide. “While we’re together, I’ll clothe you and take care of all your financial and physical needs. The money will be deposited in your bank after our arrangement ends. In return, you make up with Deshawn and get me all the information I need to see how far his betrayal goes.” He took another sip of his scotch, and leaned back, casually.
“You want me to pretend I’ve forgiven him?” How could I ever look him in the face again after what he’d done to me?
“I know it won’t be easy, so I’ll double your payout. Four hundred thousand, and you do whatever it takes to make him believe all is well between the two of you.” He was studying my face. I wanted to look away because it was too intense. I didn’t.
“What aren’t you telling me?” It made no sense that he was depending on a virtual stranger to dig for information about something he had to have the resources to do on his own. Something wasn’t adding up.
“Perceptive, Miss Mulder. I don’t think Deshawn is working alone. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a smart man, but the hacking going on in my company goes further than his skills would allow. I need an inside ticket. Someone who he trusts never to betray him. So, how good of an actress are you?”
“That’s why you’re willing to keep him out of jail, isn’t it? He’s not the real person you’re after?” All of this made sense now, and I wondered what Deshawn had gotten himself involved with. Maybe there was a reason he’d been forced to use me to get to Sebastian. It was the only thing that made sense.
“Not only beautiful, but intelligent.” The compliment shouldn’t have made me feel good, but it did. People rarely equated me with being smart. Maybe it was my blonde hair or boobs, who knew? “I also have a private investigator working this, but he can’t get close enough.”
“Fine. I don’t like the idea of you treating me like some kept woman, but I’ll find out what’s going on.” Normally, it would have offended me to go behind someone’s back and betray them, but I’d been used. A little payback seemed fair, and maybe in the process I could figure out what had happened to my best friend to make him turn on me that way.
“Then we’re in agreement. All we need to do is seal it.” The look in his eyes grew dark and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what he meant by that. “Slide off your panties.”
“What?” My heart raced at his words wondering if he was going to touch me again.
“Don’t make me take my words back, Ashley. You’re a smart woman. You know what I said.” That smirk again! Of course, I understood.
“You won’t hurt me?” I was going to do what he asked, which made me the worst kind of fool.
“No pain.” Those penetrating blue eyes met mine and lowered down my body and I swear I felt the heat building between my legs from just a look.
I stood up, hands running up my dress to slide my panties down my legs, and not once did we break eye contact. I was breathless, one because I knew I shouldn’t believe a word he said, and two, because I wanted him to taste me again. When I stepped out of them, he wrapped his large hands around my waist, pulling me down on the couch and pushing me back to lay down. I gasped as he spread one of my legs over the top of that soft leather couch.
“I’m going to taste you, and then you’re going to fuck me.” Without giving me a chance to respond, his head fell between my legs, fingers splaying open my sex as his tongue lapped at that sensitive flesh without hesitation.
All I could do was feel and arch my hips up to meet the delicious friction his mouth gave me. “Please, Sebastian.” It was crazy to want him this way when I knew what a cold, calculating bastard he was. Right on the edge, he stopped and I cried out.
Standing up, he quickly pulled off his shoes, pants and underwear, then grabbed a condom out of his discarded pants before sitting down. I sat up quickly thinking he was a cocky jerk for carrying it around. “You promised.” He ripped the foil packet open with his teeth and sheathed his massive erection in record time.
“Climb on, Ashley. I’m not breaking my promise. You’ll control this.” He pulled me on top of him, my legs spreading on either side. Grabbing my neck with one hand, he forced my lips to meet his, and I struggled for a moment until I realized I didn’t want to fight him. He tasted like sin wrapped in chocolate and I kissed him back, losing myself.
“Take my cock in your hand and fuck me.” Pulling me back by my hair, surprisingly gentle, he met my eyes and they dared me to accept the challenge.
“I can’t.” His free hand moved to mine, and guided it toward his huge length. I remembered how much he’d stretched me the first time and didn’t have the guts to impale myself.
“You’re not a coward, Ashley.” His hand wrapped around mine guiding my fingers up and down his long length. “Do it. That sweet little pussy is aching to be filled up.” He used the hand covering mine to rub himself against my soaking wet folds, and I moaned at the pleasure. “It’s all yours. Take it. Show me how much you can handle.”
His dirty words along with the friction, tempted me more than anything on earth. Sanity went out the window as I pressed his large mushroom-shaped head against my entry. Sebastian was huge. There was no way I was
going to be able to do this. I met his eyes as I took the first inch of him in, waiting for the pain again, but feeling nothing except a strong stretching sensation. I gasped.
“That’s it. You’re not a sweet little innocent anymore. Show me?” His hands gripped my ass. Maybe it was the taunt in his gaze, or the way my sex drenched as I pushed down taking more of him, but I wanted this. My libido took over common sense and I pressed down hard, my body widening to accept inch after long, delicious inch. “Almost there.” His jaw clenched and I didn’t know why he was suddenly angry.
“Don’t be mad at me.” I was having a hard time breathing as he filled me at what felt like beyond capacity and I still hadn’t taken all of him. I didn’t want to feel pain again, not when this felt so incredibly good.
“The last thing I’m feeling is anger, Ashley. You feel so good on my cock I’m fighting myself not to flip you over and fuck you.” His chuckle was forced and I didn’t understand him at all. I liked the vibrations it sent through my body as he laughed.
Without any thought other than mastering this task, I came down hard impaling myself fully on him. “Oh, my God.” It felt good, really good. He filled me so well it was hard to lift, my body didn’t want to let him go. Carefully I raised slightly only to come down and the sensation was paradise.
“You can worship my cock. God has nothing to do with is.” He pushed me down hard against him, holding me in position.
Claimed
Sebastian
I wanted to punish her for bringing religion into this, but she felt so damn good impaled on me. I’d never had a pussy this tight, one that felt like the skin on my cock was being almost pulled off as she tried to ride me. “Let me fuck you, Ashley. Tell me you want it.” She was going to kill me with her tiny movements.
“Don’t hurt me.” I wanted to be angry that she kept reminding me, only that wouldn’t get me what I needed, here and now.
“You have my word.” I flipped our bodies, not losing the connection. “Wrap those legs around me and I’ll show you how good I can make you feel.” When she did, digging those feet into my ass, I had to fight not to fuck her like a savage.
Slowly, I withdrew almost all the way, and sank back inside, using all the will power I had not to let loose. Her cry of pleasure told me this was the way to win her body over and I continued. Easing in and out her hips began rising and falling faster, encouraging me to take her harder. She closed her eyes and I wasn’t allowing that.
“Look at me, Ashley. I want to see your face when you come.” This wasn’t about caring how she felt so much as claiming what was mine. I wanted her to remember this pleasure I gave her and become addicted to my cock. She dug her nails into my shoulders as I continued the slow ride, fucking her with more patience than I’d shown any lover.
Her hazel eyes were clouded with desire and the flood of juices easing my way gave me the rush of knowing she loved what I was doing. “Sebastian.” Music to my ears as that sweet little pussy fell apart, gripping and releasing with her orgasm. I pumped into her harder, faster, holding back my release by sheer mental stamina. I wanted her to come again and never deny what I made her feel. Her body was mine.
Leaning up on my arms, I used my leverage to thrust even deeper, filling her up until I bumped against her womb. She was the perfect fuck and I wanted it to last forever. “I want it all. Come for me again. Show me how good it feels.” Pumping furiously as her body stretched for me, I didn’t ease up until she screamed out my name again.
Then I allowed myself to give in, coming harder than I could ever recall before. We were going to make magic in the bedroom together. Straining against her I allowed her to milk every ounce of desire with her tight glove. “That was fucking incredible.” Pressing my forehead to hers, we were both covered in a light sheen of sweat. I wanted to do this in a bed next time.
Easing from her, she grimaced slightly, then smiled. “I didn’t know it could be that way.” My ego was increased tenfold.
“It gets even better, trust me.” I rolled off the condom, tied a knot in it, and chunked it into the trash can. The post-coital bliss left her eyes, and I saw anger replace it. Winking at her, I dressed. “You were perfect. Next time, I’ll fuck you for hours, but we need to get back to New York.”
Walking away, I talked to our pilot and told him to take us home. I stared at the sky view for several minutes trying to get my shit together. Fucking Ashley had been phenomenal, and it almost made me a little sentimental. That I couldn’t have. She was a great lay, and I’d enjoy her perfect body, but feeling anything else? I wouldn’t allow that to happen.
I felt some stupid need to protect her, and I knew it was some sentimentality of popping a girls’ cherry and feeling responsible. With that understanding in my mind, I walked back out as she was getting dressed. I wanted to keep her naked but I needed some time to make sure I kept my wits about me.
She wouldn’t look at me, and for some reason, it made me angry. “It didn’t hurt that time, did it?” I knew I was an asshole for bringing it up but anything was better than having her ignore me.
“Did you want a medal?” There was that saucy little blonde I wanted. Her eyes lit up with heat and she stared me down.
“I wouldn’t go that far, but a simple thank you for those orgasms wouldn’t be remiss.” I don’t know why I loved seeing her angry, but she was full of passion that way.
“Keep dreaming.” Lifting her chin, she walked into the small bathroom, attempting to slam the door, but it had a soft close built in. I chuckled and knew I’d made her angrier. I really did need to learn to stop teasing her so much.
When she came out, she still looked a little mussed but I found that adorable. “We should be back in an hour.” I didn’t explain that I had told the pilot to circle around until I asked him to return home. I never had any intention of letting her go back to Alabama. She was mine, until I decided to let her go.
“This plane must fly faster than the commercial ones.” The confusion in her eyes almost made me feel bad, but I decided a little white lie was better than arguing right now. We had plans to make.
“It does. How are you going to fix things with Deshawn?” I was ready to coach her if needed. It kept my mind off having her in bed again.
“He doesn’t know what I’m feeling yet. So, it shouldn’t be that hard to tell him he hurt me, but I can forgive him.” We came from two different worlds because if someone had betrayed me the way her best friend had, I would eat their balls for dinner.
“And he’ll buy that?” It sounded incredulous but I knew nothing about their relationship.
She nodded, and a sadness entered those emerald gems that made me almost have a conscious. “Before coming here, he was my rock, and I was his. I don’t know how things got so messed up.”
“People change, even abandon you when you need them most. All you can do is harden your heart, little girl.” My tone was cold because I didn’t like weakness, and if she was going to survive in my world, she had to learn.
“I can’t live my life thinking that way.” She walked over to the chair facing the window and sat down looking out. I knew she wanted to block what I was saying out, but that wasn’t logical.
Invading her space, I towered over her placing my hands on either side of the hand rests. “It’s the time we live in. Everyone is out for something and most will step on you to get there. The sooner you come to grips with that, the happier you’ll be.”
“Could you shut up and leave me alone? I’m going along with your plan and doing what you want. I don’t need a father.” I’d obviously hit a nerve, and decided if she wanted to be blinded by stupidity like trust in humanity, it was her choice.
I pulled a laptop out of an overhead bin and sat on the couch, letting her sulk. My gaze kept moving back to her. I didn’t like the slump of her shoulders. She was like some defeated little girl instead of the gorgeous woman who didn’t have a problem telling me off. I didn’t like it one bit, but there was little I c
ould do about it.
Focusing on my work until the pilot told me we were landing, I thought about what I was asking of this woman and wondering if I should let her go. She didn’t belong here. The sex was great, and I didn’t want to give it up, but I wasn’t sure if she’d be able to walk away without being broken. I didn’t play with her type, so I told myself it was fine to be somewhat concerned.
By the time we landed, she was composed again. She had some inner resolve in there, and hopefully I could force her to bring more of it out. I was doing her a favor by showing her how things worked in the real world. I couldn’t wait to fuck her again.
Unfortunately, that was going to have to wait, because the minute we settled in for the ride back to my place, the private investigator called and asked for a meeting. Telling him I had a few free hours now, I decided it was time Ashley and he meet so they could figure out a game plan to flesh out the man behind Deshawn’s scheme.
“I think you’ll get along well with Thomas. He’s from your home state.” She hadn’t spoken a word and I missed hearing her sexy southern drawl.
“Who is Thomas and why should I care?” Ashley could hold a grudge. I grinned and explained his background and that they’d be working closely together. She shrugged like it didn’t matter one way or the other. I needed to get her back in my bed and bring back some of that fire. It would have to wait.
We pulled up in front of Sushi Nakazawa. I had a standing reservation with them or we’d never have gotten a table here. It was the best omakase meal available in the city and the only sushi place I visited. “You like sushi, I hope?” I was trying to be amicable.
“Never had it. Raw fish doesn’t sound good.” The face she made? I wanted to chuckle, but knew it would just put her on the defensive again, and I needed her cooperation with Thomas.
“If you hate it, I’ll take you anywhere you like for dinner tonight.” The chef was renowned for good reason, and I wasn’t worried about losing.
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