Blackmailed For Love

I knew arguing with him was useless or maybe I just wanted to give in.

I didn't know which it was, but I started to undress.

He didn't turn around but I knew he could see my slight reflection in the windows.

When I was in my bra and panties, he said, "Everything, Elsa."

This time his words were soft, but they still carried his command and authority.

My fingers trembled anew as I unhooked my bra and tugged my panties down.

I shivered as goose bumps peppered my skin and I stood as naked as the day I was born in his pristine office suddenly feeling small and non existent.

"Come here…"

My feet obeyed him before my mind made the decision and I walked to him.

Finally, he turned around.

His eyes locked on mine and he asked, "Are you afraid?"

I opened my mouth but closed it then thought about it and finally replied, "No."

I let him see my vulnerability.

Once upon a time he had fallen for my innocence, maybe this time it would happen again.

"I know you won't to hurt me."

1 The corners of his lips tipped up and he said, "You can't be that stupid to believe that."

I shook my head.

"I know that you won't.

You are hurt and that's why you're doing all this… But deep inside you wouldn't ever hurt me."

In one single step he erased the distance between us and grabbed my hair tightly, pulling my head back, he snarled in my face.

"You don't know what I would do.

The Kristian you knew died when you betrayed him and sent him behind the bars for the crime he didn't commit."

3 I lifted my hand, my eyes blurring with tears.

"If you would just listen to me, Kristian… I had my reasons and you would understand—"

2 He threw me away and I stumbled.

"What I don't understand is why are you still fucking talking.

Get down on your knees so I could shut your mouth!"

I slid down to my knees obeying his order without any word.

"Unbuckle me."

My fingers fumbled with his belt as I tried to unbuckle it.

When it didn't come off, I wanted to scream my head off but then finally he lightly grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands away.

I watched as his long fingers unbuckled his belt and then pulled my hands back to his pants.

I unbuttoned him easy enough but then I hesitated as I started to pull his zipper down.

"It's not like you haven't seen my cock before."

He tipped my chin up and looked into my eyes as he said, "Remember, I had fucked you with my cock.

Made you bleed.

Made you come and made you scream and beg for more."

Heat pooled in my belly at his every dirty word and I pulled his zipper down completely without hesitation.

Slipping my hand in his briefs without any prompt, I circled his thick shaft, the warm silky hardness felt familiar and somehow foreign.

It had been too long and what he was demanding me to do, I hadn't done that before.

Except the one time he had tried to force me a while ago.

"I don't have a whole fucking day, Elsa."

He gritted out.

I took a deep breath and tipped my head back so I could look into his eyes as I brought his cock to my mouth.

I wrapped my lips around the thick head and sucked.

Slowly, softly I suckled on his tip.

Kissing it and licking it.

disappeared on my tongue was tasty musky and salty

down your

thick and sent jolts of shivers

base of his cock and licked the underside of the hard cock with

and his eyes

done licking and kissing every inch of his hard cock, and felt better that I had made him calm

and that's when he made it a punishment that it hadn't been

throat and I gagged, instantly tears filled my eyes as I struggled to push him away but instead of pulling back he pressed his hand at the back of my head and started to thrust in and out of my

and begged with my eyes but he bared his teeth as he

one single drop of my come dropped on

mouth without care,

could see the veins and chords in his neck and temples bulging out as he thrust deep

I understood what he meant that I shouldn't trust him, but there was a

"Open wide."

growled and I

ached but I opened my mouth and throat

the first burst of his hot come and then more and more followed, filling my

slipped out,

pulled out his phone from his pants that were around

my come that you'll drink

my skin and hot heat unfurling

a picture

I did.

me some time as it was a lot and also it felt

in his arms and walked to the sofa that was on the right

before he turned around, pulled his clothes to rights and then

of his tight arse

to the sideboard and poured a glass full of amber liquid from one of the bottles that lined the shelf

on my lips and I became aware of the strange numbness I was feeling in and around my

my jaw and the subtle difficulty in my throat

running down my cheeks but I knew I still looked like a wreck from the way I could feel the tear trails drying on my

I felt wrung out like someone just pulled me out of a cyclone and dumped me in the middle of the land where there was nothing as far as eyes could

head was

And I felt lost.

what

It hurt.

I felt helpless.

object to use at his

something that he couldn't live

his eyes, the way he had growled and demanded his pleasure,

That was my Kristian.

nights in that shed and

reason

my naked form and as he came closer those greys darkened

wrapped my arms around my knees as I watched

glass top of a small table near the armrest of the sofa, and then shrugged off the suit jacket and sat

with

soft, slow rhythm now, almost lulling me and made me feel like I was in

wanted to be lost in his gaze but more than that I wanted to

in arms after we had made

me in to his lap and wrapped the suit jacket around

snuggled into the warmth of it and inhaled the musky scent which was uniquely his and the hint

leaned toward the right and then held the glass of amber liquid

into his

around it, he pulled the glass back and shook his

the lip of the

I sipped at the bitter liquid that had a very

warmth settled in my stomach and my

my face and his thumb caressed my bottom

movement of his thumb as he caressed my cheek, tucked my hair behind my ear and then returned back to the maddening motion of

half of the glass I pushed it away, he tossed the remaining drink

way his throat worked made my thighs clench and I remembered how

the glass back on the small table and slid

brushed the lapels of his jacket aside and he asked, "Did I hurt

his fingers trailing down the slope of

now, when he had just called me stupid for believing that he wouldn't hurt

throw his cruel words back at him, this time I accepted

It was just… New.

I hadn't-"

I broke off abruptly.

a satisfactory gleam in his eyes and I looked

tipped my face up and leaned down

tasted of passion and bitter alcohol and the remnants of affection we felt for each

lips as his fingers roamed down my stomach,

my mound and my eyes

haste, I almost fell down from the sofa but he grabbed my arm to steady me and instead of thanking him, I

I wasn't ready.

I wasn't ready.

anyone in his position would ask and

"What's that…?"

tried to turn me around but I evaded his hold and walked

I am asking you something, how