Chapter Thirteen
The weekend went by without another hitch, and Wayne was thankful to the heavens for giving him such a small grace. Lily remained tense around him, but in time, she would come to see he wasn’t all that bad.
They made love at every turn, and Lily always found the time to take a shower or a long bath. He knew what she was doing, but all he could do was sit back and watch. Lily was younger than he was. He needed to respect that. He refused to wear a condom. It made him a bastard, but then he lived up to his nickname, Beast.
There were times he caught her staring at him. He could sense her attraction. Her feelings were growing toward him but, like always, she’d back off and continue with what she was doing.
It infuriated him. All he needed was time. Time to show her who he really was and time for her to love him.
At the office the following Monday, Tony and Richard waited for him. Both of his friends were becoming the thorn in his side.
“What can I do for you, gentlemen?”
“We’re just two men coming to see how married life is treating our friend,” Tony said while Richard started laughing, drawing attention from the three waiting women.
“Come into my office.”
They all settled in, and his personal assistant brought them each a cup of black coffee.
“I’ve got the deeds and the documents you need to sign for the house,” Richard said.
Wayne took the papers and signed everything before handing it back and sipping his coffee.
“So, how did it go in dream land with the missus,” Tony asked.
“Well, besides the little glitch of children being mentioned it went really well.” He sipped his coffee thinking about his wife.
“You know it’s only a matter of time before she figures out how you screwed her in the contract,” Richard warned.
Wayne glared at him. He didn’t want to hear about it. He knew his friend disapproved of what he’d done but any other man would have done it in his position, wouldn’t they?
“Has she met your family?” Tony asked steering the conversation from the sticky subject of his wife and how tightly bound to him she actually was.
“No, and if I have my way, she never will.” His parents lived on a remote island where they couldn’t hurt any more people. Consumed by drink and drugs, it was safest to keep them out of the way.
“She’ll find out eventually.” Richard spoke this time.
“Yeah, and she’ll realize the type of monster I truly am, not just some fucked-up Beast people like to call me.”
“Don’t give us that shit, Wayne. You’re nothing like your parents, and besides, you’d never hurt a woman,” Tony said.
“Yeah, all the women you’ve fucked over the years are speaking praises of you. The only bad shit they got to say is you fucked them and then left,” Richard added.
Shaking his head, Wayne didn’t need to think about this. Their situation was bad enough. The distance between them already, never mind the bleakness of his past.
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When he got home that night, he looked around and saw how clinical his apartment was.
“Lily, baby?” he called.
“I’m in here,” she replied. Wayne walked through to the kitchen to find her whisking up some kind of sauce.
“What are you making?” For the first time in forever, the kitchen smelt heavenly.
“I baked some scones, and I’m beating up the cream. I’m in the mood for some jam as well. Do you want one?”
He found the side counter piled high with the baked goods.
“Are we having a party?”
“No, Mrs. Elliot down the hall is in need of some TLC and company, so I baked extra for her.” She sucked her thumb into her mouth licking off the cream.
A bolt of lust shot through his body. He moaned, putting down his keys and briefcase before taking the bowl out of her hands.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking a kiss from my wife.” He licked along her lips tasting the sweet cream before he plunged inside her mouth.
Her moans vibrated down to his stiff cock. “I want to fuck you.”
She gasped. “I’m never going to get use to that.”
“What? Me telling you what I want?”
“That and other things.” Her cheeks took on a nice bloom, nothing to do with the beating of cream.
“What about this, could you get used to it?” He pressed his dick against her belly. Her eyes dilated, and he could see her nipples bud through the small flimsy blouse she wore. Staring into her eyes, he leaned down and took the bud underneath the blouse into the heat of his mouth.
“Wayne,” she cried. Lily circled her hands around his head, pulling him down to her.
That’s it. He needed more. Picking her up, he placed her on the centre table, pushed up her skirt, and tore her panties in the process. The shirt was ripped open, and he placed his finger in the bowl of cream and placed some on each of her nipples.
Lily giggled making the beautiful bounty bounce.
“What are you doing?”
“Eating you.”
He licked and sucked the cream from her red nipples. “It’s so tasty. Is that vanilla?”
“Y-yes. Vanilla and icing sugar.”
“It’s tasty, but I want something sweeter.” Wayne kissed her on the lips before plunging his finger into her wet cunt.
He unbuckled his belt and released his zipper. He removed his pants and trousers, fisting his free cock.
Wayne licked and sucked her juicy cream, drinking her like a bottle of exquisite champagne. He wanted to fuck her so badly. To take her hard and rough and show her the fire burning inside him.
Wayne couldn’t wait any longer. He flicked her clit as he guided his thick prick between her thighs. Her juicy cunt sucked him into her tight heat. He wanted it rough and dirty. To show her how much he desired her.
In one smooth thrust, he plunged inside her to the hilt. He watched her latch onto the edge of the table for support. Taking her hips in his hands, he pushed her all the way off his shaft, watched their combined juices leave a trail before fucking back into her pussy. Wayne didn’t let up, but made her take more of him with every thrust.
“Play with yourself,” he growled. He’d taught her what to do at the cottage. How to stroke her little bud until she came. Using her thick cream as natural lube made it easy.
They were soaked. Both were so turned on.
“I want to fuck you so bad.” Her small fingers teased her swollen clit. He saw it pulse and felt the flutters around his dick.
He cried out, shooting wave upon wave of his sperm inside her body. The pulse of his release sent her over the edge. Both fell back gasping. Wayne took her hand and licked her clean of her essence, moaning, savouring the taste on his tongue.
“Wow.” He heard her softly say.
He couldn’t agree more.