Blackmailed by Her Bully

He chuckled. “That’s okay. I don’t mind being your first. I intend to be your first in everything.”

Before she got a chance to ask him what he meant, he was already kissing her. Only this time, she didn’t stay still. She kissed him back, and she touched him. Cupping his cheek, she opened her lips as he plunged his tongue inside.

She moaned, and he groaned. Each touch seemed to ignite her need for more.

For some strange reason, she’d picked this day to wear a skirt. Logan put his hands on her knees and began to push it up, but she wasn’t ready.

She put her hands on top of his, and he didn’t push.

Instead, he touched her breasts, and this time, she didn’t stop him as it felt too good to deny. His palm rubbed across each nipple, and she gasped his name, not wanting him to stop.

“I don’t know what it is you’ve done to me, but I can’t stop thinking about you.” He growled the words as he trailed kisses down to her neck, biting on her pulse.

She closed her eyes, not realizing he’d opened her shirt until it was too late, and she didn’t care and was more than happy for him to keep on touching her.

“Do you want me?” he asked, gliding down her chest, going to her breasts. She didn’t push him away or try to stop him.

Watching him, she cried out as he sucked on one of her tits.

Oh, my God! This is really happening.

He’s got me partially naked.

When his hand traveled up the inside of her thigh, touching her, she couldn’t bring herself to stop him, didn’t want to. This was beyond anything she’d ever experienced in all of her life.

He stroked over her pussy, teasing her clit, and she knew she was getting close to orgasm. It was right there, just at the point, but she didn’t go over it. He kept her poised there, and suddenly, they both heard a noise.

His friends were shouting his name.

Logan groaned. “I’m going to have to stop there, but know I don’t want to.”

He pulled his hand away from her, helping her quickly get decent.

“I’ll take care of this. Get home safely.”

Within seconds he was gone, almost like he wasn’t there in the first place.

****

Logan didn’t linger too long.

Ava had no choice but to get dressed, feeling the spill of his arousal, and as she looked over at him, she realized something.

“I’m not on the pill,” she said.

He paused, glancing over at her.

They were getting changed in front of each other, which suddenly seemed oddly intimate.

“I know.”

“But you haven’t been wearing a condom.”

“I’m clean.”

She laughed. “I wasn’t thinking about you being clean. I could still get pregnant.” She put a hand against her stomach. “Is that what you’re hoping for? To get me pregnant?”

“I’m not hoping for anything.” He wouldn’t look at her.

“I don’t know what is going on.”

“Ava, shut the fuck up. Stop overthinking all this. It’s boring and quite frankly, beneath us.”

“Are you planning on killing me?”

He sighed and turned to look at her. “If I give you an answer, will it shut you up?”

“I don’t know. Depends on the answer.”

“Then yes, I’m planning on killing you. I’m hoping to make your life miserable and hurt you in many despicable ways. It’s why I haven’t shared you and have no plans to. Is this the shit you want to hear? Will this make it easier for you somehow?”

“You think I’m asking these questions to make it easy? You think any of this is in some way easy for me?”

“To be honest, Ava, I don’t give a fuck.”

“Well, give a fuck for me. I know you want to blame me for everything that happened to you, but you’re looking in the wrong direction. You need to look a little closer to home to find that kind of closure.”

“Ava.”

“No. I don’t want to die, and I’m not going to have you be the one to do it.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get Hunter to pull the trigger. Are you done? I’ve got places I need to be.”

“And you just stopped for a quick fuck?” she asked.

“So pleased you were able to catch up with what it is I want. Now, if you want me to make an example of you, keep on talking. If not, shut up and let’s go.”

She wanted to scream at him, to run and pound on his chest and beg him to see reason.

If she was going to die, she’d make sure in some way, he’d find out the truth.

Pressing her lips together, she followed him out of the room. He put a hand against her back, but she didn’t swat him away, even as she wanted to.

She walked with her head held high. No one stopped them.

Logan said his goodbyes to the woman on the front desk, and Hunter was outside, waiting for them.