Blackmailed by Her Bully

She shook her head. “I didn’t report you for that.”

“I read the file. The Sheriff was more than happy to oblige when I told him what had happened. That day, in the classroom, you were more than ready for me.”

“Logan, please, it’s not what I—”

“Shut the fuck up. I don’t want to hear your excuses.” He stared into her eyes once again. “I then had to hear it at my trial. Every word you’d said about me.” He wouldn’t allow her gaze to affect him.

So many times he’d been enraptured by them, dreamed about them. Of course, there were times when he didn’t want to hurt her, but after what she did, he felt nothing but the need to hurt her. To make her pay.

“Seeing as you took care of yourself without me, it seems only fair, you now get to take care of me.”

“Logan?”

He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to the floor.

She didn’t put up a fight.

“Grant told me about how he taught you the best way to suck a cock. You wanted to please him, to make him come back for more. Now I want you to show me just how good you are at sucking, and then, maybe we can talk about something else.”

“Pl—Logan,” she said.

Wrapping her hair around his fingers, he gripped the back of her neck.

“Open your mouth. You don’t really believe Grant was telling you how to suck a cock for him, do you?” He laughed. He’d hated listening to every single second of her time with Grant, watching it even, but he’d done it to learn her. To watch her.

Grant was the guy he sent to women. He had this power over them. He made them think he was a good guy, a nice guy.

The man was a monster. Loved fucking women. Loved hurting them as well.

Logan had made sure Ava wouldn’t be hurt, just primed and ready, and of course, the movie he had of the two of them also helped his cause.

She touched his cock, flicking the head with her tongue.

“Yeah, baby, that’s right. Get it nice and ready. You taste my pre-cum, don’t you? I’m going to fill your mouth with every single drop.”

She licked the head, moving her tongue down the long vein at the side before gliding back up and taking him in her mouth.

He grabbed her head, jerking her back so she had no choice but to look at him.

“If you think to hurt me, use your teeth, I will make you pay. I will punish you. You think stripping in front of Hunter is bad, I’ve got a whole team of men who will do anything for me, and your body is just a vessel for pleasure, understand?”

She nodded her head. “I won’t hurt you.”

“You’d better not.”

He still held onto her hair, and she took his cock back into her mouth. She didn’t use her teeth, but he didn’t imagine she would.

Ava would never know what he’d be willing to do or how far he was willing to go. He’d learned long ago to not tell his secrets, to keep his own weaknesses to himself.

She took the head of his cock into her mouth, bobbing up and down, not taking too much. He wouldn’t be able to choke her on his length.

She covered the length of him in saliva, and he liked watching her like this, on her knees, at his mercy, having to do whatever he told her to.

This was what he’d wanted.

She let out a little moan, and it traveled the length of his cock. Did she know she was enjoying it?

Watching her, he felt his balls tingle, but he wasn’t some teenage boy getting his first blowjob. He was an expert, and he wanted this to last. He’d imagined it enough times, even as a young man, having her at his mercy like this.

This was by far better than anything he could have imagined.

As he pumped his hips, her eyes opened and she stared up at him. He didn’t stop even as her hand squeezed the length of him that wasn’t in her mouth.

He hit the back of her throat, and he held himself there, letting her get used to him.

Her nostrils flared.

“Take it all,” he said.

She didn’t nod or give him a signal.

Ava moved a tiny fraction on his length, and he watched as she gagged on him, but didn’t stop. She moved a little more, and he pushed past her throat. There was a panic in her eyes, and he pulled back.

Again, her nostrils flared, but she didn’t try to push him away. Not that it would do her any good. He was the one with the power, not her. He got to say what she did or didn’t do.

Letting go of her hair, he stroked his fingers through the length before fisting it once again. This time, as he fucked her throat, he didn’t let up. He gave her everything, and he didn’t give her a chance to question him.