Blackmailed by Her Bully

With his hands on her hips, he pulled out of her.

“Touch your clit, baby. I’m not going to stop and you’re going to love me being in this ass, so you better start enjoying it.”

He reached between her thighs, finding her fingers already stroking her clit.

“Good girl.” He worked in and out of her.

At first, he started out slowly, giving her a chance to accommodate him, taking his sweet time, watching her hot ass open up around his cock.

She moaned his name, whimpered it as he worked in and out, giving her more, speeding up. His thrusts started to show his impatience as he worked her, going deeper until their flesh slapped together as he fucked her harder.

He heard and felt as she came, finding her release before him. This time, he didn’t mind her coming without him, especially as he wasn’t far behind her.

When he came, he did so hard, filling her hot ass with his cum.

He held himself deep within her, waiting, gaining control before he finally eased out of her.

Unable to look away, he saw some of his cum leak out of her and he pressed a kiss to her ass cheek.

“Stay there,” he said.

Climbing off the bed, he made his way toward the bathroom. He wouldn’t look at himself in the mirror because he didn’t want to even think about what he saw there. This was nothing.

Ava was here for his mere amusement, and it was nothing more.

Walking back to the bedroom with a washcloth in hand, he placed it against her anus and cleaned her up.

He left again, rinsing out the cloth and throwing it in the laundry basket. On his way back to the bedroom, he stopped in the doorway. Ava had moved from her position; she was lying on his side of the bed, curled up, and he saw some tears in her eyes.

Without saying a word, he climbed in behind her.

He didn’t care what the tears were for.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her back against him, but she fought.

“You can fight me now, Ava, or I can kick you out in the street for the night, naked. You can see how you fare. A naked woman like you would be easy pickings.”

“I can’t believe we just did that. I let you do that.”

“Ava, you wanted it, just like I did.”

“But, it’s … even … I don’t know. I’m so confused.”

He sighed and reached over her head, turning on the light. She tried to turn it off, but he captured her hand, stopping her from touching it.

“I’m thinking you’re needing a spank to realize your place,” he said. “This isn’t the first time someone has taken your ass, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. Why are you reacting like this?”

“The last time … with…”

“Grant!” He was growing impatient.

It had been a long day, and frankly he was tired, sated, and in need of some beauty sleep. Not to analyze the way she’d been fucked by his orders of one of his men.

“Yes, even when me and Grant did that, it didn’t end well.”

Now he paused. “What?”

“I, I didn’t want to do it, but he said it would help me get over my issues. It didn’t help.”

Now, he was angry. “Are you saying Grant forced you?”

“No, no, he never did that. It wasn’t like you’re saying. I’m making a mess of this.”

If Grant so much as touched her in force, he’d fucking kill him. “Then tell me exactly what it is you mean?”

“It never felt like this,” she said. “With Grant, I wasn’t really thinking about him or what it would mean. I did what I had to in order to get the moment over. It wasn’t rape. I didn’t want my past to constantly get in the way, and I was tired of not enjoying anything. He helped in his own way. He just wasn’t who I wanted or who I needed.”

“Who was it you needed?”

“I don’t know. I guess someone who wasn’t being ordered to do a job. It’s probably why I couldn’t always allow myself to get comfortable with him. He wouldn’t allow himself to because I was nothing more than a job.”

Chapter Nine

Until Logan believed her, Ava had made a vow that she wouldn’t bring up what Luke did to her. There was no point, but one day soon, she’d have the truth, and then it was up to Logan what he did with it.

After she’d revealed her feelings about Grant, he’d not said anything. He’d stared at her for a couple of minutes, maybe even longer, but he’d turned off the light, pulled her close, and gone to sleep.

Nothing more.

It had been impossible for her to sleep, and she’d pulled out of Logan’s hold when he’d fallen asleep, which had been stupid. She’d missed his arms the moment they were gone and wish she hadn’t pushed him away.