Blackmailed For Love

Elsa 

Kristian kept his hand on my lower back like he was preventing me from running away as we stepped inside the elevator.

I watched as he pressed the button for his penthouse and then entered the code.

When his arm slipped around me and he leaned into me, his chin resting on my head, I felt like it was more him trying to lean into me than keeping me pressed into his side.

When we reached his penthouse and the elevator doors opened, Kristian pulled me with him.

My eyes took in the dark tones of his place accentuated only with grey highlights.

Even in the dim light coming from above the sprawling stairs, and the shimmers that were courtesy of the New York skyline, I could see that his penthouse was luxurious and richer than the apartment I was living in.

There was a gap between the tall buildings in front of the floor to ceiling windows that would allow him a perfect view of sunrise.

It was huge, classy and even though it was furnished to a T with dark wood furniture, glossy marble and thousands of dollars worth of carpet that looked better than the sheets I used to sleep on till now, I felt like it lacked in warmth.

The place looked empty that even the art and crystal vases couldn't fill.

"Come." Kristian started to tug me toward the stairs.

"Wait!"

I tried to jerk away from him but he was gripping my wrist too tightly, either he didn't realize it in his drunken haze or he was intentionally hurting me because I was sure he would leave bruises behind in the shape of his fingers.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked as he tugged me toward the stairs.

I followed behind him or unless I got dragged across the floor.

"I want you in my bed." He said as he pulled me up the stairs.

"No.Wait!" He ignored me as he almost lifted me up the last two-three steps.

to have sex with you, Kristian…

slammed me against

my throat he said, "Pull your mind out of the gutter, little girl.I never had to force you in the past and when I

here?" I questioned, trying and failing to

here." He said and then he picked me up and threw me over

I squeaked, holding tightly to

slapped my

just want you in

flying down and landed on the most

he was on me, a knee on the mattress,

his weight but he was too close, close enough that my breasts grazed

scent engulfed me and how freaking beautiful he looked with his hair falling on his

whispered and I made a mistake of placing my

mine from the right side of his chest to the left where

leaned down, making my

weight felt so familiar and delicious on

his lips brushed the soft skin where my neck met my shoulder.I squirmed beneath him as he licked my sensitive

He paused.

battle inside me.I wanted to pull him down and demand that he give me the

hold back or have control

could never win.He was my losing battle.And just like always, a glutton for punishment, I slipped my arm around his neck and lifted my head as I pressed

blame it on my body and his tantalizing scent that was messing with my mind but right now I could

as he forced my lips open with his tongue, taking control after I gave in.I tasted him and bitter remains of

mine, his fingers entwining with mine as he slowly dragged our hands up over my head

against mine, his hard length a

felt in

moaned into his mouth, my legs wrapping around his waist as I felt my

sudden I was left feeling cold and like someone pulled me

my eyes open and found him on his back beside me with his eyes closed.I looked at him with wide eyes that sure

said, "I wanted you to be here.Just here beside me.I don’t want