Blackmailed For Love

Chapter 32: Delicious

"You can punish me however you want, in your eyes I'm guilty but I am not going to let you play with my mind and emotions, sir.

I will fight back at every turn, I'm not going to turn the other cheek."

He remained silent after my outburst, his grey eyes boring into me like he was trying to dissect my soul and find out every bit of truth that I was hiding.

After a long moment we went back to our food, eating in silence.

1 I was almost certain that he wouldn't speak again and I searched for something to say as I didn't like long silences but before I could say something, he said, "You didn't answer my question." NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

I picked up my fork back to do something with my fingers.

I said, "At first I went to Weston hill, then Green Town, it was nice, the people there were kind and helping, but then we had to leave and we went to Miller state."

I let out a soft humorless chuckle and said, "There are five more."

"Why did you have to change your home so much?"

1 I paused, remembering all the time we would settle and then the stalker would find us and leave notes with disturbing threats.

"I didn't like staying at one place."

1 He didn't say anything but I knew he could detect the lie and yet he didn't point it out or asked me to explain.

He asked, "What happened to the half million you got?"

2 The food in my stomach soured and I swallowed thickly.

I picked up the glass of wine and gulped down another big swallow.

I said, "I spent it all."

This time he didn't let it go as he stated, "You are lying."

"I am not,"

I mumbled.

He chuckled in his deep voice that felt like a warm caress.

He said, "I will get it out of you, little girl."

I wished that he wouldn't and equally I wanted to tell him everything.

I heard him putting his utensils down and sliding it away from him.

A moment later, he poured more wine in both our glasses.

Finishing my own food I pushed my own plate and said, "I will be back in a moment."

He grabbed my wrist, pulling me to a stop and said, "Don't pull it out, you will regret it."

I wanted to do it right there and then, and throw it at his face but I swallowed my imitation as I jerked my hand free and turned away from him.

As I came out of the dining room, I asked one of the staff to direct me toward the washroom.

I almost wanted to pull that toy out as I stood in front of the mirror just to spite him but a part of me was enjoying the thrill of it, liking how it felt inside me.

It was nowhere near how it had felt when he would fill me with his hard cock but I liked it.

Also, I didn't want to give him another chance to take it as another challenge and make it worse for me.

I finger combed my hair and took a deep breath.

I didn't really want to use the washroom, I just wanted a minute away from his closeness, he affected me and I knew it won't matter how much I try I'd never hate him.

I looked at my reflection and saw the pink flush in my cheeks, also the way my eyes were bigger and a little darker.

I fingered the black thread around my neck and almost smiled to myself as I remembered my daughter.

I couldn't wait to go back to her, for the first time she would've to sleep without me and I hated it.

I missed her.

Washing my hands, I made my way out of the washroom A few minutes later when I entered the – Chapier 32 Delicious dining room, 1 found his grey eyes locking on me just as I stepped inside.

As I walked to our table, my legs faltered.

I looked up and saw him smirking as the toy inside me came alive.

My thighs squeezed against each other so tightly and I was sure I was a moment away from losing my balance when the vibration stopped suddenly.

I could feel my nostrils flaring and a fine sheen of sweat broke out on my skin as my lower belly tightened in preparation to let go but just like last time he snatched that orgasm away.

I was glad, of course, I didn't want to come apart in the middle of the dining room while all these patrons watched me.

When I reached the table and sat down, I hissed at him, "What the hell do you think you are doing?"

"Making you pay."

He said, "I told you I'd punish you and make you beg."

1 "I.

Am.

Not.

Going.

To.

Beg!"

This time the vibrations that started were so intense I couldn't help but let out a soft moan as my eyes slammed shut.

Fuck.

I slouched in my seat, almost on the verge of screaming my release but he stopped it again.

I turned to him, wanting to kill him with my bare hands.

He arched a brow and very nonchalantly picked up his glass to sip on his wine.

He said, "Do you want something?"

2 Instead of answering him, I slid close to him and pulled him down by his collar and pressed my lips against his.

We kissed like two ravenous wild animals that had gone hungry for too long.

He fought for control just as I tried to be the one directing our kiss.

The toy inside me started to vibrate and a whimper left my lips which he readily swallowed.

When we parted I was panting for breath and his dark eyes were glued on my face.

He caressed my cheeks and his thumb brushed my swollen lower lip.

He said, "So fûcking beautiful, little girl…"

I looked up at him, our eyes locking and whatever he saw in my eyes, he softened a bit in response, his eyes going liquid grey and he turned in his seat hiding half of me in the shadow of his body then I felt his hand on my thigh.

My eyes widened as his hand slipped through the slit in my dress.

My breath stuck in my lungs as my skin felt stretched and sensitive, and my mouth went dry as he slowly inched closer and closer to where I throbbed with need and for pleasure.

1 "Sir…"

"Hush…"

He murmured, his blunt fingers reaching between my legs, touching my soft flesh coated in wetness.

I sucked in a breath.

He said, "So wet, you are.

So needy."

I didn't say anything I couldn't because, he had slipped his finger in the ring attached to that small vibrating toy and was pulling it out and then pushing it in.

I closed my eyes and swallowed the loud moan that worked up my throat.

Suddenly, somewhere a loud cheer went in the dining room and I stiffened even as more wetness leaked.

I wondered, half scared that I was leaving a wet stain on my dress but I didn't want him to stop.

I opened my eyes as people started singing a birthday song, and found a small group to my right celebrating, Kristian leaned into me, so close his lips brushed my ear, he said, "They are celebrating a birthday and they have no idea that here you are just a second away from coming apart."

1 I took a deep shaky breath and murmured, "Stop."

He tsked: "You don't want me to stop, little girl."

He brushed his thumb on my swollen clît and I jerked, turning into him to press my mouth on his arm before I accidentally screamed.

My body started to tremble with the low sparks for release.

"Spread your legs,"

He offered and I didn't think I was already feeling the mini orgasms, so I parted my legs, following his demand without giving it a further thought.

Lapte Delicious Half of me couldn't believe that he was doing this in public, the other half was too hungry for the big orgasms that were just on the edge to really care now.

The vibrations stopped and he tugged out the toy from me, making me whimper and feel empty.

I felt myself getting embarrassed as I saw how wet it was before he wrapped the toy in a napkin he took from the table and then slipped it inside his pocket.

I started to slide away from him, thinking that he was finished playing games with me but he slipped his arm around me and pulled me close to him.

He said in a deep voice that stroked my insides, "I am not finished with you."

His hand went back between my legs and this time he slipped a long thick finger inside me.

I clenched around his thick digit and he hummed.

"Fuck.

Still so fucking tight."

He brushed his lips to my earlobe and asked, "Do you want more?"

I didn't want to beg, I didn't want to say it but my body wasn't mine at that moment as I nodded and my eyes asked him for more.

He smiled and then three things happened at once.

He slipped his second finger inside me and stretched me.

His thumb worked my clit and thrummed it mercilessly, making my body jerk as the orgasm took hold of me.

"Come for me.

All over my fingers."

And I came apart in his hold with his words in my ear, his scent in my lungs and no care for the world around me.

His other hand that was around me, he pressed his palm against my mouth to keep the scream of pleasure from escaping my lips and getting all the attention we shouldn't.

i buried my face in his chest and let out a whimper of pure pleasure.

I heard the loud thunderous roar of my heart beating double its time in my ear and a strong rhythm of his that was faint but noticeable.

My whole body shivered with pleasure, my muscles trembled and shook.

As the high faded away, Kristian caressed my clit softly and moved his fingers inside me in slow thrusts.

"Ahh…"

I moaned as more of my wetness leaked.

"Stop.

Please."

"Give me your mouth."

I tilted my head up, my eyes unfocused but I saw the deep, dark hunger in his.

His fingers tightened at the back of my neck that had stifled my scream and he swooped down to kiss me.

I opened my mouth under his assault and let him ravage me.

His fingers thrust inside me so deep, I almost lifted my hips and climbed into his lap.

But then he finally pulled his fingers from my pussy and I sagged against his chest, breathing shakily as my heart started to settle down.

When he removed his hand from between my legs, I looked at him wide eyed as he brought his glistening fingers to his mouth and popped the two fingers that had been inside me into his mouth.

"Excuse me, sir…"

I stiffened, hearing the waiter from earlier returning.

Kristian kept his arm around me, not letting me pull out of his embrace as the waiter asked about the food and how we liked it.

After a telling moment, Kristian slipped out his fingers from his mouth, swallowed and answered, "It was delicious."

I shivered and didn't hear anything else the waiter said and what Kristian replied to him.

I was aware of him, giving his card to pay the bill and then the waiter coming back to clear the dishes.

Kristian asked, "Do you want dessert?"

I shook my head, I wasn't sure I was capable of doing anything right now, much less eating my dessert.

"Then, let's go."

When we stood up, he tugged off his jacket and pulled it around me.

I looked up at him in question and he muttered, "Your hard nipples are only for me to see and enjoy, not for anyone else."

I looked down and sure enough my nipples were poking from the flimsy dress I was wearing.

Kristian ushered me out of the dining hall and the restaurant, keeping his arm around me until we were sliding back in the limo.