Page 56 of The Devil's Heir
Tears drip from my face onto the table, and once he's done, I remain where I am. He leans over me, his chest brushing my back and his hardness grazing my burning, bare ass. His breath hits my ear as he says, "Now be a good girl, and take the fucking pill."
TWENTY-NINE
Jarek
I throw the covers off me in the wee hours of the morning. I haven't slept for shit; thoughts of my pauper and how she looked bent over the dining room table last night plagued my dreams.
I've been hard all night. I should have taken her then and there, but I was already being a dick by forcing her to take the pill. Instead, I walked her back to her room and applied the soothing cream to her reddened skin before leaving.
I have meetings this morning: one about shipping a new product and the other with my men. There's no way in hell I'm going into either of those meetings with a fucking hard-on.
Stepping into the shower, I keep the water on the cool side, hoping to get my cock to relax, but nothing works. I refuse to jack off because I don't want to waste my seed. There's only one thing left for me to do.
Once I'm finished, I wrap a towel around my waist and walk out. I pad down the hallway until I get to the only other occupied room on this floor and twist the knob. Unless she has the key, Lily can't lock the door from inside; it's how I want it. I don't want her locking herself away—keeping herself from me.
The room is flooded in darkness because of the early hour, but the light from the hallway filters in, giving me enough light to see my pauper. Walking over to the bed, I gaze down at her. She's so fucking beautiful. I thought she was pretty back in the day, but now—my cock throbs achingly just looking at her.
Lily lies on her back, her lips parted slightly as she breathes softly. One hand is raised by her head while the other is relaxed on her chest. I couldpull the covers down and slip in between her luscious thighs. It'd be so easy to just slide into her and release myself, but I want her awake. I want to hear her ask me to fuck her.
Pulling the covers back, I see she's in one of the nighties I purchased for her. I had removed most of her things and replaced them with what I wanted her to wear, including the sexy nighties.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I slip my hand into her panties and begin rubbing circles around her clit. Lily's body responds to me instantly, and soon, her own lubrication helps make the rubbing easier.
My pauper moans, and her hips move in subtle circles while she remains asleep. It isn't until I pull out one of her breasts and latch on to it that she stirs awake.
"Mm—oh!" She startles awake, but I don't stop—not yet.
Lily stops moving her hips and just lies there, biting her lip and trying so hard not to enjoy the feelings my touch evokes inside her. Taking her hand, I place it over my hardness.
"I have a little problem, pauper."
"S-sir?"
"You did this to me, Lily. How are you going to fix it?" I swirl my tongue around her nipple before biting down lightly and tugging at it.
"Uh…" she moans.
"You are so wet, pauper. Tell me what you want."
She closes her eyes, and I let her—for now.
"Mm, I need to…"
"What? You need to what? Use your words, Liliana."
"I need to come," her voice is soft but so full of need.
"We can help each other out with our problem, but I want to hear you ask for it."
Lily moves her hips again, but she doesn't say anything. I have the sudden urge to taste her, and decide that if she's not ready to ask for it—she will be soon.
I reposition myself between her legs, spread her open, and begin feasting on her. She jerks and cries out, but it's not out of dislike. No, if her hands in my hair, holding me to her, tell me anything, it's that she likes it.
Licking and sucking at her clit, I groan at her taste. I devour her until she's almost coming, and then, I pull away. I slap her clit a few times, making her scream, and then I go back in, plunging my tongue into her sopping entrance.
Something is off. I pull back a little and try to see what is different. Using my thumbs, I pry her open, but it's too dark to see, so I go back in, licking and prodding until I figure it out. The metallic taste should have given it away immediately, but I was too far gone.
Disappointment hits me hard, but it won't stop me—not now. I dive back in, bringing her to the brink again, until finally, my pauper begs.
