Taking What's Wicked (Forced Submission Book 5) (6 page)

H
is eyes grow wide
, and I’m sure my words have shocked him. But I don’t care. I’ll be getting what I want. I’ve been rubbing my clit, and while I’m turned on, I need more. He’s looking at my pussy and licking his lips, and I know what needs to happen.

“You need to kiss me so I can cum. I need to get my hymen soft so you don’t hurt me when you break it.”

My dirty words make his eyes snap to mine, and I can see anger in his expression. I don’t care if that makes him mad, he’s going to do it, and then we are going to make a baby.

“Valentina, think about this before you do it. You really want me to get you pregnant? Why don’t you untie me and we can talk about this?”

Now he’s changing his mind and trying to get away from me. I won’t be deterred from the plan. He’s so gorgeous, and I love him so much, I need to stay strong. I can’t let him talk me out of what I want, what I need. Archer loves me, and he’s going to prove it by giving me a baby.

“No! Stop trying to keep your seed from me. I need it.”

He watches my pussy as I rub it. I lean down so our lips are nearly touching. I can feel his breath mingle with mine, and he yanks at his bindings. “Kiss me, Archer. Kiss me like you love me. And you better mean it. I want our baby conceived in love tonight. Don’t you?”

“Valentina—”

I press my lips to his before he can finish his sentence. His warm tongue demands entry into my mouth, and I open for him, letting his taste mingle with my own. I rub my clit a little against his leg, seeking friction so I can orgasm. His full lips devour mine, and our first kiss is everything I wished it would be. I feel him pull back after a moment, and I look down at him.

“Valentina, let me kiss your pussy. Please, just a taste to make you cum. I want your cunt soft for me too.”

I blush a little, having never been talked to like this before, but considering he’s the love of my life, I should enjoy it. I nod a little and move up his body until I’m straddling his arms.

“Love, why don’t you untie me so I can enjoy all of you with my hands?”

I knew it! He’s just pretending in order to get me to untie him. He is trying to manipulate me. It won’t work. I've seen Archer in action at the office, and if I don’t watch myself, he’ll have me doing anything he commands. If things hadn't played out the way they had, we could have had that.

“No. Stop asking. Not until your seed is in me.”

I move so my pussy hovers above his mouth, and I look down at him. He’s leaning up, straining to kiss me there, and I can see the desire in his eyes.

“You really want to kiss me there, don’t you, Archer?”

“Please, baby. Sit down on my face. Let me love you with my mouth.”

I sit down slowly, gently letting my pussy touch his lips. Before I know what is happening, his mouth has latched on and he’s sucking on my clit.

“Oh God!” I shout, feeling that sweet suction in just the right place. I grab the headboard and try to hold on as he sucks the orgasm from me in under five seconds. I feel the wave of pleasure hit me, every cell in my body exploding. I’ve never gone off this hard or this fast, and I’m shaking from the adrenaline.

I start to lift off him to catch my breath, but I feel his mouth moving against me. “More, love. More.”

Lowering onto his mouth again, I feel his kisses against my pussy, slower this time. Less rushed and more tender. I close my eyes and revel in the feeling of his warm mouth on my most intimate place. I wish his hands could explore my body as he kissed me there, but I can’t chance him trying to get away before I’ve taken him inside me.

His tongue licks at my clit and then dips down to go inside me. Feeling his warm wetness there, I start to imagine what his cock will feel like. I’m soaking his face with my orgasm from before as I quickly build to another climax.

Archer uses his teeth to bite my labia and then my clit, sending chills down my spine and making my back arch. I let out an unintelligible grunt at the feeling, and he does it again, knowing that I like it. He’s rough on my pussy with his sucking and biting, but it’s got to be done. I need to be ready for his cock, so I ride his face and let him get me off again.

He mumbles against my pussy, but I’m too far gone to hear what he’s saying. He could be reading the phone book for all I care, because I’m close to cumming and those vibrations are just what I need. “Yes, Archer. Yes! That’s it, my love, I’m so close.”

His aggressive suckling on my clit sends me over the edge, and I nearly fall forward as I grip the headboard again for support. I shout my release into the empty room, hearing my voice echo through his home. I’m hoping the security guards didn’t hear that and don’t come running.

As my orgasm subsides, I climb off Archer's face and slide down his body, stretching out on top of him. I lay my head on his chest as I try to catch my breath, listening to his rapid heartbeat. I’m straddling his hips and I can feel his hard cock pointing up behind me, poking against my pussy, trying to seek entry.

“That was so perfect, Archer. Thank you. I’ve never had someone kiss me there before, and I’m so happy it was you. I’m so happy that you’re my first everything.”

He mumbles something I can’t hear, but I don’t care. I’m too happy and in love to break the spell. I kiss his chest and smile to myself, thinking about how perfect I feel.

Archer’s hips thrust a little, and I know what he wants. I want it too, but I also want to talk to him and tell him why I’m doing this, and why we are so perfect for each other. I sit up and look down into his eyes, seeing all of his desires on his face. He’s desperate to cum, and he will, but first I want him to know how much I love him.

“
H
ave
you ever been in love?” The words come out so softly I don’t think he hears me. I don’t know why I’m asking him, and as soon as the words are out of my mouth, I know I shouldn’t have.

“Yes.”

Who knew one word could hurt so much? I can’t help but wonder what the woman he loved was like or how she could’ve ever left him. I’ve never even had him, and I can’t seem to let him go.

“I’d never leave you if you loved me. I’d do everything in my power to keep you. You might think I’m crazy, but she’s the crazy one. Anyone who would give you up is insane,” I say, leaning up so I can see his face. His blue eyes seem to darken at my words.

“Is that so? Do you plan on letting me go?”

“You won’t give me a choice! Soon your security will come in and take me away from you, but I won’t let that happen until I’m finished. I’ll have to leave before then, but hopefully I’ll have a piece of you I can take with me.”

Thinking about the precious baby we are about to make together warms my heart.

“I won’t cum, Valentina. If you think I’d get you pregnant and let you run off with our child, you're crazier than I thought.”

Instantly, I’m on top of him, my hand gripping his jaw in a tight hold, our faces only a breath away from each other.

“Archer, my love.” I throw his own term of endearment back at him. “You haven’t seen crazy yet. If you only knew the lengths I’ve gone to have you. I wish you could see it as more than crazy, maybe as something else.” I feel a lump form in my throat, so I push off him and bolt from the bed. Giving my back to him, I try to get myself under control. I breathe slowly, and try to focus, but the emotions continue to bombard me.

“Untie me, Valentina.”

“Why?” I snap, still not turning around to look at him. “So you can leave me like everyone else does? No.”

“Valentina”

He says my name in a tone I know all too well. The one he uses in the office to get everyone to stand to attention.

Turning around, I glare at him. “No, I’m not letting you go. This is all your fault anyway. If you could have just noticed me, or seen me as something more, we could’ve had it all. Everything. We both could’ve had the family we wanted. I know how you feel about your parents. I feel the same about mine. They left me outside a hospital when I was thirteen. When I saw you, I knew we’d be perfect together, but you just couldn’t see me. I’d have done anything for you!”

“If you’d do anything for me, you’d untie me.”

“It’s too late, Archer. You sealed your own fate. Now I’m going to take what I want.”

Crawling back on the bed, I make my way up his body. He may want me to let him go, but his cock seems to have other ideas. As I climb onto him and straddle his body, his cock strains for attention.

My pussy is still wet from the orgasm, so as I take him into my hand, I slick the head of his dick with my sweetness. Rising a little more, I align my opening with his cock.

“Valentina, don’t do this,” he says, straining against his bindings. He has his fingers wrapped so tightly around them his knuckles are white from the strain.

“I love you, Archer. I love you so much that I can love enough for both of us,” I say, dropping down onto him, fully sheathing his cock inside me. Pain shoots through my body, and I hear both of us scream out.

Closing my eyes tightly, I fight against the burn in my eyes, trying not to let a tear fall. The pain is intense, but I’ll take it for him and for our future baby. As I breathe through the pain, I hear a snap and my eyes pop open. When I look down, I see Archer jerk his arms, and the bindings on his wrists fall away.

My eyes widen in shock, and I gasp in surprise when I hear a
pop
from the straps on his legs. “Oh shit,” I whisper, a second before I’m flipped over and sprawled on my back.

I feel Archer’s heavy weight on top of me as he shakes with rage. I’m pinned underneath his big body, scared of what he’s going to do to me.

It’s clear this didn’t go according to plan.

I
sit at the bar
, drinking my beer, enjoying the slow, crisp burn. Just one tonight and nothing else.

My boy Darius comes over and elbows up beside me. We've known each other since college and have been business partners for about as long.

"You finally going to say something to her?" he says, getting right to the point. He’s been beating on this for a while, but I normally just ignore him. We usually tell each other everything. This is different, but I won’t be a complete dick to him about it.

"And what is it you think I should say?" I ask, taking another pull of my beer.

"I think we both know it's time you sat her down and came clean," he says, motioning to the bartender for his own drink, and taking the seat next to me.

"Darius, we've been friends a long time. You know I do things when I'm good and ready." It’s how I’ve always been. I wait for the perfect moment and orchestrate events to my satisfaction. He should know that by now. Fuck, it’s partly how we’ve made a lot of our millions together.

"I don't know how you're able to keep it together when she's around. Valentina is gorgeous, no question. But she's fucking crazy."

I just smile at him and take one last drink of my beer. She
is
fucking crazy, but harmless, and for some reason I find myself toying with her. I hope it doesn't blow up in my face. I push the half-full bottle away and check my watch.

Fridays are normally guys’ night, and a few of us meet here to have some drinks, play some darts or pool, and then head home. Most of us are in our mid-thirties, but only a couple are attached. It's a good way to end a long work week, but I'm not feeling it tonight.

I feel anxious, and I’m ready to go home, I say my goodbyes and head out. I hop in the back of my town car, and my driver takes me to my building.

I wave to the three security guards manning the desk, and go to the elevator. When I get inside, I can feel my hands starting to twitch, so I take deep breaths to relax myself. I'm almost home.

The doors open, revealing my penthouse, and I nod to the guard standing outside. I key in the access code, unbolt the front door, and as soon as I'm inside, I bolt the door again.

Strolling in, I toss my suit jacket on the back of the couch as I make my way to the bar. I see a glass perfectly set beside the bottle of scotch, and I smile. I pour myself two fingers, bringing the glass to my lips and tilting it, but not actually drinking it. I'm not sure if she's watching so I try to make it look good. I walk through the house as I normally would, getting ready for bed. When I go to the bedroom, it's all I can do not to laugh when I see her shoes peeking out from under the curtain in the corner.

I brush my teeth, and then decide at the last minute to get completely naked. No sense in making her do all the work.

Not touching my cock is torture, and I keep thinking about everything else besides Valentina and her body. I climb under the covers and lie back. After a few minutes, my breathing is slow and even. I'm nowhere near sleep, but I need to appear to be.

A little time goes by before I hear her. The chair scoots a little across the floor as she sneaks out, and I can barely keep my face expressionless. God, she's fucking adorable.

Once I feel her presence at the end of the bed, I try to relax. As she pulls back the covers, I will my cock not to respond. I should get a Purple Heart for this because it's pretty goddamn painful.

I can feel her eyes on my cock she looks over my naked body. Does she like what she sees? Am I enough for her? God, I wish I could see her. She's so beautiful and perfect. To see her looking at me like this would be heaven.

A second later I feel something soft wrap around my wrists, and I try not to flinch. Holy fuck. Did she just tie me to the bed?

When I feel the binds around my ankle, I just decide to go with it. I want to see how far she'll take this. These binds won't hold me from her, but I'll let her think that. I let her think a lot of things.

After she spends a moment admiring her handiwork, I feel her climb onto the bed.