Beast's Demands (Crude Hill High 3)

“Take off your clothes. Get in the bath with me.”

I quickly looked toward him. I had to have been mistaken, but he leaned back.

“Now, Ashley. I’m not in the mood to fight. It has been a really long day.”

I didn’t want to fight him, but getting naked in the bath with him, after the bruises he gave my ass, I didn’t think I could.

“Do I need to give you another reminder of how I punish? Your ass is bruised. Imagine it taking another round.”

I got to my feet, removed my dress and bra, and Earl helped me as I climbed into the water. I hoped to get as far away from him as possible, but he had other ideas, grabbing my hand and pulling me close so I had no choice but to sit on his thighs.

They were the perfect cushion compared to the bottom of the bath that would hurt my sore cheeks.

Earl wrapped his arms around my stomach. His face pressed against my neck. “Did you miss me?”

It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him no, but that would have been a lie. I wanted to fight him, but I also didn’t want to piss him off. My ass was a testament to how much he was willing to take.

“Yes,” I said.

“You don’t have to lie.”

“I’m not lying. I’ve been really bored. At least you provide me some source of entertainment.”

“All you had to do was ask, and someone would have brought you something. A book. A movie. Anything.”

I licked my lips. “I didn’t think it was right to ask for anything after what happened.”

“I warned you. It’s over with now. You didn’t have to be bored.”

“It’s easy for you to say it’s over. Your ass isn’t the one that’s hurting.” I pouted. I couldn’t help it.

His hands rubbed at my stomach and his lips danced across my shoulder. “You know I can make it up to you?”

“You can go back in time and not hit me as hard?”

“No, but I can make you forget.”

I felt his words were a trap. There was no way I was going to be able to forget the sheer force of his hand. Earl Valentine was a strong man who could do whatever the hell he liked. I got that. I wasn’t going to be able to stop him if he really wanted to hurt me. He was the one with all the control, not me.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“No.” I refused to lie.

For a long time, my life had been nothing but lies.

He chuckled, his lips brushing across my shoulder. “Then I guess I’m going to have to take what I want.”

The hand at my stomach moved, and before I realized what was happening, he’d drawn his knees up between my thighs. He used his strength to keep mine pinned to either side of the bath.

He made me open and exposed.

I gasped as the warm water touched my most sensitive parts. What was he going to do?

Both of his hands went to my thighs.

“Relax.”

That was next to impossible. I couldn’t relax.

He slowly began to skim the tips of his fingers up the inside of my thighs, going toward my pussy.

I took a deep breath, not sure how to handle his touch, or whatever it was he wanted to do to me.

I licked my dry mouth. I couldn’t think.

He cupped my pussy in his palm. No invasion or intrusion. Just his hand on top of my pussy.

His tongue glided across my neck, going to my pulse where he nipped at my flesh.

“I can feel you’re warm, Ashley. It’s okay to enjoy this. Even if you hate me. People can take pleasure from those they despise.”

“Don’t talk to me like I’m a child.” I gasped as a single finger slid between my slit. He didn’t touch my clit, but it was so close. I whimpered.

Earl knew what he was doing. He was a master manipulator.

Closing my eyes, I tried to think of all the reasons I should hate this. Yet as his finger worked up my slit, none came to mind. I drew a blank, and it pissed me off. The moment he touched my clit, my thoughts were not my own. I lost all focus and gasped again.

“Believe me, Ashley. The last thing I think of when I touch you is that you’re a child.” His lips grazed my skin, and warmth rushed through my body. I was so turned on, I couldn’t even think straight.

“Please.” I didn’t know what I was begging for, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself.

“You see, I can make this easy for both of us. You want me. I can feel how your body responds to me, and you know how desperate I am to feel your virgin cunt wrapped around my dick. It’s all I can think about most days. You’re in my thoughts all the time. Your ass is red because you made me do that to you.”