His Price(23)

His thick cock pressed against the pastel flesh of my bare pussy, teasing his way up the center, he tickled my sensitive button. In one quick thrust he had split me open; my pussy greedily pulling him in, sheathing the mass.

Arching my back, my ass swayed with his pace, forcing him deeper. My walls rippled around his pulsing shaft, thighs clenching around his waist to keep him inside.

“Fuck me. Fuck me!” I yelled, the words were built mostly of air as they thrashed out from the back of my throat.

Grunting loudly, Hegan dragged his fingers over my thighs, catching my hips. Holding me in place, his cock buried into my soaked pussy. Colors lit up behind my lids, my body trembling as he sent me into climax. The orgasm coated me in molten lava, pouring from every pore.

“Fuck, that's sweet. Your cunt needed this.” His dick pulsed inside me, filling me with his warm cum. Pulse after pulse it poured into my pussy. Hegan twitched, slumping forward to rest his chest on my shoulder. The loud inhales drowned out my moan.

Every sense of right and wrong flew weightlessly around in my head, bouncing off the walls without regret.

I was walking on air.

Wow. Holy shit... Wow.

Staring up at him under hooded lids, the world around me started to settle. Realization was sinking in, and clawing up my spine.

I had lost control, let my pussy lead the way. Hegan had solidified what he wanted, the dominance he expected to have.

And I let him. I wanted him to.

He just fucked me, in this mansion, and we didn't use a condom.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

What the hell did I just do?





Chapter Eight


Noella

My arms flew up and shoved Hegan away. Jumping off the counter, I swiftly grabbed my clothes from the floor. Jerking my head up, he was watching me with a smile. His teeth shined, skin tinted a light pink, muscles still beating as they cooled down.

Huffing under my breath, I said, “You're an asshole.” Jumping on the balls of my feet, I slipped the jeans up over my hips in one quick tug.

“Wow, that's harsh, don't you think? I show you a good time, and I'm an asshole?” His body shifted against the granite, elbow jetting out to the side to hold him up.

“Fuck you,” I hissed, pulling my shirt over my arms. The thumping of my heart beat like church bells against my ears, drowning out my own voice.

“I think we just did that. You were there, don't you remember?” He chuckled loudly, muscles tensing with each inhale of air.

The anger surged through my body. I hated him and was even more pissed at myself for letting him pull me in. I was repeating in my head how he had lured me here, paid my boss for me, and now this.

What did I do? Noella! What the hell were you thinking?

Tossing my hair from my face, my hands came down to land on my hips. “I want to leave. You can't keep me here. You got your sex, now I'm ready to go.”

Hegan laughed, rolling his eyes, head following in suit. “I told you it was more than that. You can't leave, I won't let you.” Shaking his finger, it wagged in my face. “I'm not done with you yet, Copper.”

Veering my stare, I felt my face burning. I wanted my words to turn into knives, cutting through the air and into him. “I won't stay. I'm done here, done with you.”

“Unfortunately you don't have a choice. If you leave now what are you going to do about your mom?” he asked, arching a single brow.

Standing silent, he might as well have just thrown a brick at me. The weight barreling down on my chest made it difficult to breathe. How does he know about my mom? What does she have to do with any of this? “What did you just say?” Shock filled my voice, my throat struggled to find the air to speak.

“Yeah, sweetheart. I know all about that. And if you go now...” His words trailed off. Shaking his head side to side, each vein bulged with the contortion of his neck. “Gloria is going to pull out. Maybe you should have read that contract, huh?”

I could feel the blood drain from my face, an ice cold sweat trickled down between my shoulders. Why? Would she really stop helping me? There was only one more treatment left, one final borrow from Gloria's pocket. And I've been paying on it every night since I started working for her.

Suddenly I felt very small, the room around me grew like a fungus. The air had thickened to a harsh paste, the brightness now dulled as my head spun with questions and fear.

“Why? Why would she do that? How did my mother get brought into this? This has nothing to do with her.” Gritting my teeth, I could feel each one grinding together. Swallowing hard, I was certain the sandpaper sensation was bits of broken teeth scraping my throat.

He had no business interfering with my mother, and the care she needed.

Hegan shifted his gaze to the floor, eyeing the dark stained wood. “It doesn't have to involve her, not if you just stay and do what I paid for.” His hand ran through his hair, a single strand making its way back down. “At this point, nothing is changing for your mom. But if you leave, it all will.”