This Love's Not for Sale (11 page)

Tucker was actually shocked. “So now you like me?” he asked, grinding into her again.

“
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves
, we’re only talking about humping,” she mocked.

Tucker could deal with
Lilliana’s quick-wit, but he was growing intolerant of her taunting. When Lilliana pushed her rear-end back against his rapidly growing hardness, Tucker seized the moment.

With the
speed of an oncoming derailed freight train and before Lilliana could react, Tucker dropped the reins and snuck the hand that was around her waist, under her shirt. He ripped her bra down below her breast and clutched it firmly. With his other hand, he reached over her arm and chest effectively pinning it down and wrapped his long fingers around her throat, forcing her head back onto his chest so he could see her face.

“Don’t
mock me, Lilly,” he snarled into her ear, caressing her neck gently with his fingertips.

“Tucker,” she whimpered,
clearly alarmed by his forceful gesture. Her hands came up and tried to loosen his grip, but the precarious and vulnerable position Tucker had her in left her helpless.

“I’
m all for fun and games and witty banter when it’s appropriate, but
do not
mock me. And you sure as hell better
never
tease me if you don’t plan on following through with your actions. Am. I. Clear?”

Lilliana
hesitated and Tucker grasped her breast tighter, making her mewl.

“This is the part where you say,
yes, Sir
,” he exhaled and a deep, guttural growl escaped his throat as he formed the words.

“
Yes, Sir,” Lilliana panted out in short breaths and with her eyes shut tightly.

Tucker’s hard-on was
raging and painful. When he caught scent of Lilliana’s arousal, Tucker growled deeply again, but this time it was the primeval rumble of a ravenous wolf aching to be satiated by the only thing that could slake his thirst –
Lilly.

Lilliana’s
body trembled beneath his steady grip and her fear and excitement pulsated through his core.
Tucker had truly never wanted to plunge into the depths of a woman more than he had right at that moment. He wanted nothing else but to fill her mouth with his cock and to fuck the mockery right out of it and make her surrender completely to him.

As Tucker held ont
o the dark-haired tart hell-bent on making his life difficult, and whom he could physically overpower if he chose, he forgot about the 112 acres and his early retirement. He wanted Lilliana
:
her trust, her heart, her body and mind, and most of all – her absolute submission
.
He didn’t even know why. Tucker knew what love felt like and that wasn’t the emotion coursing through his veins. It wasn’t even just lust anymore. It was something else - something he had never felt before, something primal.

There was a craving
within him to take care of this woman who had been hurt and lied to, a yearning to make this woman feel whole again, to get to know her completely, to get past her insolence, and to learn her perversions. Tucker vowed to himself to teach Lilliana the ecstasy that could be had by allowing him to dominate her. He wanted to rebuild her spirit, to make her his own and to give her the authority she said she longed for.  Tucker didn’t know if it would be possible to do all those things with the walls Lilliana had built up along with his own defenses, but he sure as hell was going to try. As for the land, he would deal with that issue later and after he had made Lilliana his pet.

Easing his grip around her thr
oat and bosom, Tucker rolled Lilliana’s stiffened nipple through his fingers and skimmed his tongue over the curve of her exposed neck. Lilliana’s body reacted instinctively. She moaned and ground her ass back into him, but then immediately tried to pull away when she realized what she had done.  Lilliana thrashed momentarily and elbowed Tucker’s ribs harshly, cursing him under her breath, but he held his ground.  She was seething mad at herself for allowing him to handle her the way he did and pissed beyond comprehension at her arousal of his treatment.

“Stop resisting me, Lilly. This thing between us is
inescapable.” There was an edge to Tucker’s voice as he purred and tugged her back to him.

Yes, it seemed this thing, or non-thing, between them was unavoidable and his statement spoke to some dark part of he
r soul. No longer able to deny Tucker, Lilliana allowed him to cradle her against his chest.

Lilliana should’ve jumped ship at that poin
t and she damned well knew it, but no one had ever taken control of her the way Tucker just had and it felt good;
too good
. More than that, Tucker felt
right.
His touch was powerful and overwhelming, passionate and devastating. When Tucker’s hot hands loosened their grip, coldness settled on her skin where his infernal hands had been and she felt naked and alone without his contact.

Tucker took the reins
once more and she leaned back into him for his warmth, half expecting rejection.

Instead, Tucker cooed in her ear, his breath
searing and his voice unwavering, “My pet.”

God, yes, she
wanted to be Tucker’s pet, the consequences be damned to hell and her own fears and everyone else’s warnings be damned for all time. She was in control of her own destiny. Come what may, right or wrong, good or bad, she was no longer going to deny herself the pleasure of Tucker McGrath.

Back at the stable, Tucker dismounted first and then lifted Lilliana off
the mare. When her feet hit the ground, she felt weightless and her legs felt wobbly and unsure.

Tucker touched her chin tenderly and lifted her face to his.

“I’m strict and often times unyielding, but rarely harsh. But you…” he trailed off, his eyes darkening to near black as they scanned her face, “… you make me feel like an untamed, wild creature - feral, rabid and unpredictable.”

“You don’t ever have to explain your actions to me, Tucker,” she told him, trying to soothe the ache in his eyes.

Tucker’s eyes dilated widely and his mouth twitched into his signature devilish, country-boy grin. “I want you, Lilliana Norris, not your land. Just.
You
.”

Tucker’
s eyes were burning so brightly, Lilliana had no choice but to believe him. Her mouth was unbearably dry, but she managed to squeak out what she had been denying for days, maybe even weeks.

“I want you, too.”

The next few moments were a blur for Lilliana. She was still on an emotional high from her horseback encounter with Tucker.  She could still feel his possessive hand around her throat and her lower belly throbbed with an intensity like she had never felt.  They walked in silence back to his car and Tucker helped Lilliana in. Lilliana waited before buckling herself, wanting Tucker to do it for her.

Without a second thought, Tucker re
ached over and secured Lilliana.

“I like that you do this,” Lilliana admitted.

“I’m glad you like it. But I should warn you, I have an affinity for belts,” Tucker lifted a mysterious eyebrow. Without further elaborating, he continued, “Do you work tomorrow?”

The implication sent waves of excitement through Lilliana and t
here was no way she was letting a statement like that go without further explanation.

“What else do you have an affinity for?”

“A great many things: beautiful, intelligent women; cooking, bondage, traveling…”

The way Tucker threw out the word
bondage
nonchalantly piqued Lilliana’s curiosity. What kind of kink was this man into and was he purposely trying to be vague?
Of course he was - he’s Tucker McGrath.

“When you say…”

Tucker summarily cut Lilliana off, “All in good time. Now answer my question, please.”

“Yes,
I have several appointments,” she answered back, flustered and disappointed she couldn’t spend the following day with Tucker and learning more of his likenesses. Lilliana shook her head to the thought. Her feelings for Tucker had nothing to do with reason or logic, and everything to do with raw sexual attraction.

“What about tonight?
I’m free the rest of the night,” Lilliana suggested.

“Lilly
of the Valley, 112 acres Lilly…” Tucker’s mouth curved with affection, “I have business to attend to this evening. After your appointments tomorrow I’ll be waiting for you. Make whatever arrangements are necessary, but I want you the rest of tomorrow night and the weekend. Make it happen.”

“
Tucker the Feral and Rabid, Tucker the Irresistible… I have responsibilities.” she kidded back.

“
I want this to work with you, so I’m going to make my rules very simple: I command. You obey.
Always
. Am I clear?” he stated more firmly and without a hint of ambiguity.

“C
rystal,” Lilliana whispered, totally entranced by his compelling intensity.

With Tucker sti
ll hovering over her, Lilliana reached her hand up between them and touched the mouth that she knew was going to be her downfall.  Tucker took her finger into his mouth and bit the tip of it, an evil grin splaying over his faultless, rugged and scruffy face.

“
I can’t wait to see you on your knees and show you that I
do
comprehend your desires,” he said softly.

Tucker’s nearness made Lilliana’s senses spin. She
licked her lips, delighting in the fact that Tucker recalled their first conversation.

Tucker
continued to grin at her before finally driving off. The drive back to her house was quick, but Tucker kept his hand on her upper thigh the entire ride, squeezing it on occasion for good measure. When he parked in front of her door to drop her off, she started to get out without saying a word, but Tucker latched on to her wrist.

“Lilly,” he said seductively, “
I also have an affinity for fine asses and you, my pet, have one of the best I’ve ever had the pleasure of sinking my teeth into. Oh, and licking pussy. I love that, too.
Immensely.
Have a great night and I’ll be waiting for you after work tomorrow. Ciao, pet.”

With a wink and a wave, Tucker sped away, leaving Lilliana standing
immobile and watching as his car flew down her long driveway.
One of
the best? How many asses had he bitten? Suddenly his beautiful bicuspids and eyeteeth took on the mental image of a wolf’s fangs. What the hell was she getting herself into? Damn that man. He really did know just how to get her juices flowing.

***

Tucker drove away with his eyes on the rear-view mirror. He was finally going to have Lilly, but he still had to wait another fucking day. First, he had business to take care of in the form of dealing with all the realtors vying for a shot at Lilliana’s land. He would just have to put the word out that it was no l
onger available as a
deal
was in the works and he would be buying it in the near future. It was only a mild lie at best and it would get the
vultures
as Lilliana called them, to back off for now and allow him time to concentrate on preparing Lilliana for his taking. He figured once he had Lilliana where he really wanted her, under his complete control, he could then convince her to sell the land to him or at least advise her on what to do with it.

When he had spoken his simple rules, she seemed very amenable and it had opened the door for things to
come and he hoped there was a little less fight in Lilliana than before.

Tucker spent several hours at home in his office sending out multiple emails and then finally making several calls about Lilliana’s land. Everything seemed to be finally falling into place and Tucker was pleased with himself.

After showering, he lay in bed, thinking about the events since meeting Lilliana.

Early retirement
seeped into his thoughts again, but it was soon overcast by his memory of how Lilliana felt in his arms and under his control. Later, he reminded himself. He just wanted to focus on Lilliana for now. Tucker had longed for a woman whom he could command completely, but his search had yielded nothing. All of the women he had been with were either lacking in skill or enthusiasm, or worse yet, both. It was frustrating how they were all willing to spread their legs for him, but were too timid to consider the kink he proposed to them. Whenever he mentioned punishment, he either got a look of horror or disgust. He hoped Lilliana wouldn’t turn out to be another unsuccessful endeavor. It seemed to him that because they had so much in common, surely they would be a better fit for each other.

Tucker thought he had Lilliana figure
d out, but he believed that all along and at every turn, she was proving him wrong. But the way she responded to him on the elevator, the way her eyes watched his mouth and the way her body responded to his touch on the horse… he could sense how much she had been turned on, he could feel how much she wanted him. Was he wrong? Was he deluding himself?

Tucker
picked up his phone. It was late, but he was hoping Lilliana was still awake. He wanted to reassure himself that he wasn’t making everything up in his head.

McG: 10:51
PM: You awake?

Lilliana:
10: 56 PM:  I am now. Don’t u ever rest?

McG: 10:57 PM: No rest for the wicked, they say.

Lilliana: 10:58: Is that a warning?

McG: 11:00 PM: More like
an assertion.

Lilliana: 11:02 PM: Go to sleep.

McG: 11:02 PM: Too much on my mind.

Lilliana: 11:03 PM: Should I ask?

McG: 11:04 PM: I wish you would. ;)

Lilliana: 11:05 PM: Wait… are
u trying to sext with me? Ewww.

McG: 11:06 PM: Ewww? WTF? LOL

Lilliana: 11:08 PM: In shock over here. Tucker McGrath real estate mogul and playboy extraordinaire just LOL’d after attempting to sext with me. What next? Zombies? Aliens? The apocalypse?

McG: 11:08 PM:
More like acockalypse because my dick is so powerful it could end worlds.

Lilliana: 11:09 PM:
*rolling eyes*

McG: 11:10 PM:
And stop with the playboy title. I simply enjoy the company of beautiful women and ( . )( . ) and (_Y_)  That’s tits & ass to the untrained eye. :D

Lilliana: 11: 13 PM: Your knowledge of texting symbols
and lingo frightens me. I’m seeing u in a whole new light.

McG:
11:12 PM: I’m a deep and multifaceted individual with many layers that you can’t begin to comprehend :P

Lilliana: 11: 13 PM:
Funny. By deep do u mean shallow and by multifaceted do u mean daft?

McG: 11:13 PM: Don’
t make me go all rabid on you again. BRB gotta piss.

Lilliana: 11:14:
TMI. And I rather liked rabid Tucker. ;)

Lilliana
: 11:19 PM: U ok over there? How long does a piss take?

Lilliana
: 11:22 PM: Hellooo? Should I call out the paramedics? Did u drown in a sea of yellow?

McG: 11:23
PM: Fucking A you’re impatient. No, I didn’t drown. Can’t a man urinate without being harassed?

Lill
iana 11:26 PM: ME impatient?! You= black pot. Me=black kettle. Get the picture?

McG: 11:26 PM:
So you like me rabid, huh? Good because you bring out the animal in me. Q: What are you afraid of?

Lilliana: 11:28 PM: A:
Hairy spiders and furry chests that resemble ewoks. Ewww. Please tell me you don’t have one.

McG: 11:30 PM:
EWOKS? As in Star Wars? Ewww. And no, my chest is rock hard and smooooth as butter baby.

Lilliana: 11:31 PM:
again *rolling eyes*. And don’t u judge me! Those movies ROCK!! What r u afraid of?

McG: 11:33 PM: Nothi
ng. I’m bad ass and fearless. :D

Lilliana
: 11:35 PM: You’re probably afraid of snakes and scream and cry like a little girl when u see one. Am I right or am I right?

McG
: 11:35 PM: Not even close. I kill those MF’ers in my sleep. I grew up on a farm, remember? You’ll be the one screaming and crying with excitement when you see my snake ;)

Lilliana:
11:36 PM: Ugh. I’m not biting. G’night.

McG
: 11:37 PM: Boo. You suck.