Chapter Fifteen
“Sir, there’s a Miss Jones here to see you.” His assistant buzzed him in his office.
Wayne pressed his aching head in his hands and looked at the clock on his wrist. He couldn’t deal with this. With it being so close to Christmas, he had plans with Lily. What on Earth could her sister want?
Since her request a few weeks ago, Lily hadn’t mentioned her since.
“What does she want?”
“She won’t say anything, but she says it has to do with your wife.”
Intrigued by anything to do with his wife, he accepted her inside his office.
Seconds later, Stephanie stood smiling at him. She shut the door, and he stood coming around his desk to greet her.
“What can I do for you, Stephanie?” He noticed her attempt at a sultry smile, and he shivered in revulsion. She really thought she was a real beauty that no man could deny. He found her vain and lacking in every department.
“I wanted to see how the honeymoon went. Lily is pretty secretive, and you’ve been back some time. The rumour mill is circling. You’ve already put a bun in her large oven.”
Wayne stifled the laugh with a cough. He’d ordered Lily to never let her family into his home, but on the laughter, the anger brewed beneath at her cutting remark. Lily was perfect, and her sister wouldn’t spoil her new happiness in anyway.
“Well, that’s her prerogative, and I’m going to go with her wishes. If we had any news, we would tell people together.” Their honeymoon, besides the little argument at the start, had been the best time of his life, and he hoped to repeat it for the rest of his life. Wayne would never allow these people to hurt the woman he loved anymore.
“I suppose it’s not great for her. Being cooped up all day in that country house and not even going somewhere special for her honeymoon. I did tell her over the phone it wasn’t natural to not go away.”
His anger spiked. This spiteful bitch had been on the phone to Lily upsetting her in some way. So the gossip magazines had finally found out about their pride and joy. Sighing, he saw past her fake enquiries for the jealousy it was. Wayne knew Stephanie craved the limelight and to have a meal ticket in a man. He was taken.
Stephanie pulled her coat from her body, and Wayne couldn’t believe the audacity of her. She stood before him, naked.
He turned from her, repulsed.
“Come on. I know Lily can’t be much for a man like you. I’ll do anything you want.” Wayne was further disgusted to see she shaved down below. Seriously? What was wrong with a little pubic hair?
Wayne leaned down and grabbed her coat throwing it at her. “I suggest you get out of my office right now.”
Stephanie didn’t listen, placing the coat on the floor, and walking over to him. His anger rose when she placed her hand over his flaccid cock. If Lily had come into the room, naked and prepared to do the dirty with him, he’d be as hard as rock. The sister was nothing but repulsion to him.
“I don’t get it. Why aren’t you hard?” She pouted.
Women like her really made him sick. Treating her sister like dirt and then attempting to steal the husband. She had another thing coming. Removing her hand, he gripped her wrist and led her to her coat. He placed it on her shoulders and then escorted her to his door.
“For future reference, if you come here like that again, the cozy little allowance you’ve been living with will be stopped.”
She gasped and spun to glare at him. “Most men would fall at my feet to have a shot at me.”
“I’m not most men.”
“Well, you must be to find my fat sister attractive. Or does the little innocent girl routine really do it for you?”
Wayne knew he should never have allowed her in his office. Growling, he threw her out of his office, glaring until she left. He knew she’d cause trouble for him. He had to wait until she struck first. Wayne wasn’t a stupid man, and Stephanie would elaborate this interlude making it everything it wasn’t.
Whatever happened, whatever Stephanie tried to do, would hurt Lily. She was already insecure about her body and her looks. Shaking his head, he warned his assistant never to allow her anywhere near him before going back into his office.
After what had taken place, he wanted to get home and enjoy the comfort of his wife. Her love and care.
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Wayne smiled as he closed the door to his home, the decorative garland lighting up his world more than it should. Christmas, who’d have thought he’d look forward to the festive time of the year. This year had come around so fast.
He’d offered to take them both away to sunshine, but Lily was having none of it. Lily told their housekeeper, Mary, she’d be cooking Christmas dinner if Mary wanted to join them. Everyone who knew Lily loved her instantly, and the love he had for her even before he met her was off the charts.
Placing the keys on the hook she’d forced him to put up, he went in search of her. Music was playing in the distance, the soft melody of love songs rather than Christmas carols surprised him, but he also knew how much she loved to listen to music.
In no time at all, he found her, and he stood watching her hang decorations on the tree. From the size of the tree, she balanced on the stairs.
His heart constricted in his throat at the threat of her falling. Frowning, Wayne listened as the words suddenly stopped on the music, but the music continued to play. Lily turned on the stairs, and he watched her open her mouth, and the most beautiful sound came out.
Lily Jones could sing like an angel, and it was natural. He heard the track change and watched as she sang the words. She sounded beautiful and danced on the stairs, propped up to help her with the decorations. The passion and love clear on her face.
How hadn’t he heard this before? Her arm swung out for a long pitched note and goose bumps erupted on his arms.
Talented.
Wayne opened the door, and she stopped immediately, coming down the ladder and running into his arms.
He caught her up and took her face between his palms, kissing her.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He laughed laying kisses over her face.
“Tell you what?” A blush stained her cheeks, and she avoided eye contact.
“You sound wonderful. Why aren’t you trying to get a record deal or anything?” He kissed her again.
Lily pulled away from him, shaking her head. “I don’t want that, Wayne.” She moved to the stereo and turned the music off, folding her arms over her stomach. Wayne couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Her voice the most amazing sound he’d ever heard.
“What do you mean? You sound fucking fantastic.”
“I don’t care. Yes, I love singing, but I don’t want to do it.” She went back to the tree and started placing the purple tinsel round the base.
“But you could be a fucking superstar.” He heard her sigh and saw the frown, and he couldn’t understand it. People were out trying to chase the chance of stardom and before him stood a woman who could have it in a blink of an eye. He knew people looking for the next big thing. He could certainly help her. “Is this fear of rejection?” He knew her fear after spending a short amount of time with her family. Anyone would lose the self-worth from them.
After all of her family problems and what she’d admitted to, he knew she was still raw and tender about family life.
“No. I just don’t want it. Why can’t you drop it?”
“Because you’re that good. Why not use your talent?”
“Wayne. I know I can sing, and I know people out there would take me on, but I don’t want it—ever. When I started to sing, it was for me, and that’s how it will stay. A career in singing isn’t what I want from life.”
Lily added another layer of tinsel, and Wayne watched her, astounded. Everyone he came across used everything at their disposal to make it quick and make it big. Here stood the most amazing potential, and she didn’t want to use it.
“What do you want from life?”
She sighed and spun back to face him. “I want this, a family. For years, it’s all I could dream about. I like singing, but I’d love to have a family of my own. Children I can love and spend my time with. Can’t you understand that?” Wayne saw the tears gather in her eyes and knew he wanted her to have everything she wished.
He went to her, kissing her on the lips. “I understand, baby. But I want some private sessions of you singing for me.”
“I promise.” She placed her head on his chest.
“Since when did you want those babies? Not long ago, you were ranting and raving at me because of my demands.” Wayne loved the thought of Lily being heavy with his child and the sooner she was with child, the better.
“I’ve had the time to get used to it, and I’d love children of my own.”
“How about we start on making those babies?” Every time she was close, his cock stirred and now wasn’t any different.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Her dress fell in a heap on the floor, and she stood before him, naked, beautiful, and willing to do anything he wanted. “How do you want me?”
Her smile lit up her whole face, and he knew he was a goner.
Tearing at his jacket and not caring if it ripped, he tore the clothes from his body and pressed her close. He collapsed on the sofa. She straddled his hips, and he took her lips while his hands delved between her legs, his fingers running through her creamy clit, preparing her, making sure she was ready for his dick.
Wayne didn’t have the time for foreplay, his dick threatening to spill over her flush body. She soaked his hand with her dripping pussy, and he pushed his own weeping cock between her lips and thrust inside her tight pulsing channel. They gasped. Lily wrapped her hands around his neck. He removed his hand from between them, his cock halfway inside her already. Lily sucked him in, and he groaned, his hands going for her hips. He held the flesh in his hands and moaned. Wayne loved that there was something to hold onto.
“Ride me, baby.”
Lily sat down, taking all of him to the hilt inside her. Her head flung back. Her tits pushed up, her nipples pointing at him. Wayne couldn’t resist. He licked at the beaded nipples and sucked her into his mouth.
She screamed, and he helped guide her over him. Using his hands, he lifted her up. He saw where they were joined before he slammed her down, and he thrust up to meet her. She cried out and again they moved, fucking hard and fast. Wayne didn't let up on his attention. Perspiration dotted their skin.
“Harder, ride me harder,” he said. The need to come inside her built with every grinding thrust.
“Please.” She begged for help.
Wayne moved one hand from her hips, licked his fingers, and pressed it to her swollen clit.
He could tell she was close. She thrashed on him, her pussy getting wetter around his thick cock inside her.
“Fuck. You like that, honey.”
She panted and moaned. It wouldn’t take her long to come, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Wayne toyed with her clit, not bothering to draw it out. He knew how desperate she was. The stirring of orgasm approached, and he saw her tightening belly and the shaking of her legs. Her pussy clenched him like a vice, and seconds later, her flood of release warmed his cock inside her pussy. Her scream echoed around the walls followed closely with his cry of release. His sperm drove up through his shaft and splashed her womb.
Wayne prayed she would become pregnant. He hoped she would. In the meantime, he’d talk to a few of his business associates.