Lily
Three months later …
We step into my parents’ living room, hands clasped. Oh god, this is going to be awful but I’m not scared. I’m not even nervous because I have Shaft by my side.
That first time at Battle Bang was crazy. I didn’t know what to expect. After all, what are you supposed to think when the man of your dreams asks you to get naked and wrestle in front of a dozen guys, ending with hot, unstoppable sex?
But the thing is that I loved every single second of it. I loved the way my curves felt with all those alphas’ eyes on me. I loved the scorching hot gaze Shaft threw my way when I stepped into the ring. And most of all, I loved having that cock in me. Huge, dominant, and making me scream with every pump.
Because Shaft has a surprise that he didn’t tell me about. Sure, I knew he was big but I didn’t know that that would happen. I didn’t know he’d lock inside me during ejaculation so that his sperm could swim deep. I didn’t know that his glans would swell so huge that he would literally be stuck within my depths as white jism bubbled and flowed towards my ovaries.
So I was surprised and taken aback, for sure. But at the same time, it felt so good. I loved every second of it, and when I was finally able to pull off, my pussy cried out for his thickness once again.
That’s right, after the first time I was taken … I only wanted to feel his massive cock in me again.
And my man read the disappointment in my eyes. As cream trailed down my thighs, my pussy sore and achy, he growled with a knowing gleam in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll be getting more of that real soon, I promise.”
So I nodded, heart in my throat. What the hell was wrong with me? No girl should lose her virginity like this. There should be roses and candlelight, plus a big king-size bed and champagne on the side table.
Instead, I got a spotlight and a wrestling match. Plus, a big dong to break my hymen on … and I’ve never enjoyed myself more. Because after the match, Shaft took care of me. Instead of dropping me off at my house the way he usually does, this time he whisked me to his penthouse apartment.
As we stepped into the magnificent space, I turned towards him, breath trembling.
“I have to ask,” were my slow words.
“Ask away,” he rumbled, pouring me a tumbler of something sweet and heady. “I’ve got all the answers. And sweetheart, you deserve to hear them too.”
So that’s how I learned about the Billionaires Club. Evidently, they’re a group of uber-wealthy men who have an illicit underground association. There are a lot of events, including virgin auctions and nude swim lessons. Battle Bang just happens to be one of their most recent offerings. It’s co-ed wrestling, ending with the biggest finish of all.
And I was one of the girls selected for Battle Bang. I don’t know if that’s good or bad, but all I wanted was more.
But Shaft was curiously possessive.
“You want what?” he asked disbelievingly, one dark eyebrow lifting.
I nodded silently, biting my lip.
“It felt good, and it was more fun that I thought,” came my low murmur. “So why not go in for seconds?”
He frowned, that hard jaw tightening.
“Because you belong to me,” he said roughly. “Once is enough.”
I had to giggle at his possessiveness.
“Oh Michael,” I said lightly. “Once isn’t enough. I want more of that. In fact, if you want more right now, I’m happy to oblige,” was my whispered invitation as I smiled at him coyly on the couch.
But Shaft wouldn’t budge.
“No,” he said with conviction. “You belong to me and once is enough. Those assholes aren’t seeing more of your curves than absolutely necessary. They got their fill and that’s that.”
So I haven’t been back to Battle Bang since, although I hear the matches are still happening every month or so. It’s incredible, if you think about it. Petey’s Place was just a front for something dirty and filthy going on below the surface. The decrepit gym hid something mysterious and elusive underneath – the Billionaire’s Club with all its seductive attractions.
But maybe Shaft’s right, and Battle Bang isn’t for me anymore. Because our relationship has deepened in this past month, to the point where it’s something true and everlasting, and he wants me to move in with him now. With a sigh of contentment, I agreed, but my parents still haven’t heard the news. We were here to tell them now.
“You ready?” the big man growled, squeezing my hand as he knocked on the door.
I took a deep breath, eyes locking with his.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” came my small voice. “But remember, Carla and William are manipulative, not to mention crazy. So prepare yourself.”
Shaft grinned.
“Sweetheart, I didn’t get to be CEO without dealing with a couple nutjobs along the way. So don’t worry, I can handle it.”
I smiled, already a little more relaxed. Because that’s another thing I’ve discovered about my lover. He isn’t some unemployed loser who goes to the gym all the time because he’s got nowhere else to be. Instead, Shaft’s the head of a multinational corporation with offices in seventy countries. He’s only at the gym because he’s the master of his kingdom, and able to control how he spends his time. So if my man wants to hit the weights twice a day at noon and seven p.m., there’s no one who’s going to tell him no.
Finally, the door opened to reveal my stepmom, her blue eyes appraising as they swept over Shaft.
“Hello, hello,” she purred. “Come in, Michael. We’ve heard so much about you.”
As she turned away, I saw that Carla was wearing a clingy dress that emphasized her rump, which seemed to wiggle and sway more than usual. Holy shit. Was my stepmom coming onto my lover? How messed up was that?
But sure enough, my instincts were right. Even with my dad in the room, Carla was trying to make her move.
“So Michael,” she purred. “Tell us about yourself. You have a company with offices in other countries, right? I’ve always loved to travel, and if you have a private jet, maybe we could go together,” she hinted, fluttering her eyelashes.
Of course, it wasn’t clear who we was. Was it Carla and Shaft on a romantic getaway? Or was it me, Carla, Shaft and my dad, one happy, loving family?
This was getting to be ridiculous, even though we’d just sat down, so I took control of the situation.
“Mom and Dad,” I said in a firm voice. “We’re here today to let you know that I’m moving in with Michael. You can turn my old bedroom into a study, like you’ve wanted to for so long.”
Carla feigned surprise.
“You want to move out?” she gasped. “But why? You know you always have a home with us. What’s wrong, sweetie?”
I barely kept myself from grimacing.
“Nothing’s wrong. I’m eighteen, that’s all, and I’m still going to go to college in the fall. State’s just twenty minutes away and I can commute from Shaft’s penthouse.”
My stepmom’s eyes went green with envy upon hearing the word “penthouse” but she laughed it off with a trill.
“But this is all so sudden! Besides, Lily, Daddy and I have made some decisions as well. You know that you’re not getting your trust fund, right?” she asked with a nasty hiss. “You haven’t lost a pound, Lily, and unfortunately, Daddy and I can’t hand over the money just like that. We had an agreement and you didn’t keep your part of it,” she simpered. “So I’m sorry, but there’s no college money for you. You’ll have to come home and work on your weight a little more,” she said.
But this is when I pulled out my ace.
“No, that’s not necessary,” I said. “You’re right, I haven’t lost any weight. In fact, I’ve gained about fifteen pounds in the last couple months, but it’s muscle and not fat. I’ve never been healthier. And you can keep the money because Michael has agreed to pay my tuition,” I said in one breath, shooting a grateful glance at my lover. “Michael’s the CEO of his own corporation, and it’s just a drop in the bucket to him.”
“That’s right,” said Shaft smoothly. “I’m happy to pay your daughter’s tuition, Mr. and Mrs. Forrester. In fact, I’d be honored to because Lily’s obviously intelligent and talented. So the trust fund’s not a big deal. Keep the money. I insist.”
My heart bursts with love for the big man then because he’s the answer to my dreams. Not only was Shaft rescuing me from the hell of my home life, but he was going to fund my education to the tune of one hundred thousand dollars. Tuition is steep these days, but the billionaire was so proud of me for getting into State that he wrote a check to the school that very day.
And there was nothing Carla and William could do. I’m an adult now, with my own life to live, and I’m not financially dependent on them anymore. It’s sad that my mom’s money is going to waste, but at the same time, I’m glad that I’m not tethered to it the way I was before because now I have Shaft on my side, and life is so much better.
So what can I say? I haven’t lost a single pound. I eat even more than before to fuel my new gym habit. I’m going to college come fall, and Shaft’s set up a study in his penthouse with a desk and computer especially for me. Somehow, things have worked out because I went from a chubby, desperate teen girl to a woman in full … and with this man by my side, the future has never looked so bright.