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.

tongue was tasty musky and salty and

down

words were harsh and thick and sent jolts of shivers

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

twitch and I watched how his jaw clenched and his eyes hooded, he looked like

every inch of his hard cock, and felt better that I

more than his swollen head and that's when he made it a punishment that it

struggled to push him away but

my eyes but he bared his teeth as he gritted out, "Take it…

of my come dropped on

mouth without care, letting out deep animalistic

in his neck and temples bulging out as he thrust deep into my

I shouldn't trust him, but

"Open wide."

and I

but I opened my mouth and throat

felt the first burst of his

out, then said,

from his pants that were around his

that

my skin and hot heat unfurling in

a picture

I did.

some time as it was a lot and also it felt gooey and sticky in my

helped me stand up and then surprising me he picked me up in his arms

me down on the sofa before he turned around, pulled his clothes

his tight arse

glass full of

became aware of the strange numbness

difficulty in my throat when I swallowed

I was glad that there would be no mascara running down my cheeks but I knew I still looked like

cyclone and dumped me in the middle of the land where there was nothing as far as eyes could see

was moving

And I felt lost.

didn't know what

It hurt.

I felt helpless.

object to use

something that

eyes, the way he had growled and demanded his pleasure, and underneath all that darkness that bright

That was my Kristian.

the dark nights in that shed and under the

And he was the reason why I throbbed between my

naked form and as he came closer those

around my knees as

sat the glass on the glass top of a small table near the armrest of the sofa,

with a

too, it thudded in a soft, slow rhythm now, almost lulling me and made me feel like I was in

more than

to gather me in arms after we

reading my thoughts he pulled me in to his lap and wrapped the suit jacket

of it and inhaled the musky scent

right and then held the glass of amber liquid

into his eyes, he

I started to wrap my fingers around it, he pulled

drop and when he pressed the lip of the glass to my mouth, I took

as I sipped at the bitter liquid that had a very distinctive smoky flavour as

my stomach and my body

my face and his thumb caressed my bottom lip, my eyelids fluttered closed as I

caressed my cheek, tucked my hair behind my ear and

he tossed the remaining

thighs clench and I remembered how I

the glass back on the small table and slid his

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

back of his fingers trailing

he had just called me

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

It was just… New.

I hadn't-"

I broke off abruptly.

satisfactory gleam in his eyes and

face up and leaned down to

passion and bitter alcohol and the remnants

his fingers roamed down my stomach, past my navel and

finger just above my mound and my

fell down from the sofa but he grabbed my arm

I wasn't ready.

I wasn't ready.

his position would ask and most of them would

"What's that…?"

around but I evaded his hold and walked to where my clothes were

am asking you something, how