All I wanted to do was help myself, I wasn't expecting to see Bastian sitting on my bed looking at me with wild eyes that were devouring me. I don't want to wait. I wonder what will happen if I disobey him. What kind of punishment would he give me?
The thought of having him punish me made me feel so unhinged and excited. I did not realize when my hand moved to my clit as I slowly massaged it, just as I liked it . The electrifying pleasure that shot through my body made my body spasm, I could feel my climax. I couldn't stop my finger as it sank deeply into my needing cunt. It went in and out. I tried holding my moan in. I didn't want him to hear me but I couldn't contain the sound of pleasure that came out of my mouth. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Bastian stepped in looking angry. The look on his face was scary. The desire was palpable but he wasn't joking when he said, he didn't like being disobeyed. He watched me like a wolf watches his prey. My hand froze inside my pussy and I forgot how to breathe for some seconds. “I warned you, didn't I?” I understood what he meant but the need I feel between my legs beckoned to me. I know I should stop trying to calm my hot core that needed him but I couldn't not after seeing him standing naked as night. He looked glorious, he would pass for those Slavic males. Lawd, he is hot and with those thoughts in my mind, I began to explore my pussy, adding an extra finger. I heard him breathe deeply. I looked at him boldly, unable to look away from his magnetic eyes. “You should stop if you still want to walk tomorrow,” he growled, his tone low and commanding. “I don’t take disobedience lightly, but I’m willing to forgive. Now, remove your hands from your pussy, little kitten.” He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing when he realized I wasn’t obeying. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to listen, it was that my body refused to comply. My body craved the promise of punishment he offered. Before I could stop myself, the words spilled from my lips; “What if I don’t?” His expression darkened, his dominance thickening the air between us. "Then you leave me no choice," he said, his voice deep and resolute as he closed the distance between us. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. His presence, his muscled body was intoxicating, and my body was utterly captivated especially down there. I had always imagined he’d be big, but reality shattered my expectations. He wasn’t just big. He was huge. “Why?” I wanted to provoke him into taking action since he wasn't willing to listen to his body nor mine. “You can't take your eyes off my Pussy, right?” I hated the cocky grin on his face, I wanted to wipe it off. "You're not big, my ex-boyfriend is bigger!" The words tumbled out of my reckless mouth before I could stop them, and regret hit me like a thunderbolt. Bastian’s expression darkened into something truly terrifying. Without a word, he grabbed me, hoisted me over his shoulder, and carried me like I weighed nothing. "I haven’t even started showering!" I protested, panic bubbling up inside me. Had I pushed him too far? The truth I couldn’t admit now was that I’d never even had sex before. My bravado was nothing but a front. All I could do was stall for time and hope he’d cool down. “Don't worry, I will clean you up” true to his words, he gently placed me beside the bathtub. “Stay here!” He commanded and left the bathroom, went into my room. I chose to obey the command, even though the ache between my legs still lingered, pulsing with need. I sat there, waiting, anticipation drumming through me. Every second felt like an eternity, but after about five minutes, he finally returned to my side. When he came back, his hands were filled. I wanted to ask him but that look was still in his eyes, so I kept quiet. "Stand, Lilith." I rose without a word, my heart pounding in anticipation. He retrieved something that looked like handcuffs, and in that instant, I understood exactly what he intended. Lawd, this man is going to be my undoing. Heat pooled between my legs, and I felt the telltale trail of my arousal slipping down my thighs. His eyes followed the path, darkening, and he bit the side of his lip, even that, was hot in my eyes. Wordlessly, I extended my hands forward, surrendering to whatever came next. “ Now, you want to obey me?” I wet my lips when I heard that Scottish drawl that makes me have bad butterflies whenever he speaks. “ I didn't mean to disobey you, daddy” I use the one endearment I have come to recognize gets me more out of mess with him. "Don’t you think it’s a little too late for that, kitten?” He secured each of my wrists to the sides of the bath stall with the cuffs, his movements firm and deliberate. Before I could protest, he scooped me up effortlessly, carrying me back inside since I’d stepped out when he entered. “You said your ex boyfriend is bigger, right?” I really shouldn't have said that. Markle and I did nothing except smooch and cuddle. It was never more than that because I wasn't ready to go deeper with him. But I couldn't tell Bastian that so I had to finish what I started. “ Yes he has a bigger dick than you and I bet, he would be better” I bite the inside of my cheek, to stop my stupid tongue from putting me into further trouble. He entered the tub and folded me in an embrace. It was a punishing one. Although it wasn't suffocating. Is this a new kink or something I am not aware of? He turned me around and instantly claimed my lips in a bruising kiss. It was relentless, leaving me no room to catch my breath. Even when he pulled away from my mouth, his lips found my neck, devouring it with the same hunger. Heat pooled between my thighs, overwhelming and insistent. If he didn’t stop soon, I would have my climax right there. He kept going, his hand on my left nipple and his tongue on the right one. His cock was also rubbing against my clit. I didn't know someone could multitask in this field like this until today. “ I guess your ex heard moans like this?” I didn't know if he was asking a question or stating a fact, either ways, I didn't care, whatever he was doing mattered more. I was after my release that was getting closer. “Answer me Lilith” what does he want me to answer? “Daddy please don't stop” I wanted him so bad, I was close so he shouldn't stop at all “Answer me and I will reward you” he stops but doesn't stop rolling my nipple between his fingers neither did he stop licking my neck and ears. Abruptly, he stopped everything, leaving me breathless and bewildered. I stared at him, a mix of confusion and fury swirling within me. He was teasing me, so ruthless, so infuriating. But two could play in this game. With my hands still cuffed behind my back, I climbed onto his lap and began grinding against his cock with reckless abandon. “Mhmm… what are you doing?” I didn't reply to him, I just continued. He sucks in a sharp breath when my fluids make it more slippery. It was so hot hearing him groaning my name in that manner. “ You will have to use words, kitten” he held my hips in place. I am unable to move. “Use words kitten” he repeats the words “and everything would be yours.”Bastian's POV The low hum of the city buzzed in the distance, a backdrop to the thrum of my heartbeat. I shouldn’t be here. Not now. Not with her. But the pull was stronger than my will. I hear my footsteps echo down the hallway, bouncing off the walls like a warning. I could feel the sweat dampening my palms, the tightness in my chest that came with knowing I was walking into a willing sin. The door stood before me, simple, wooden, yet so much heavier than it should be. Behind it was everything I should avoid. Everything I had no right to want, yet, I am unable to ignore the pull. HER. Lilith Morrell. I knew she was there waiting for me. I gritted my teeth, my hand hovering and shaking over the brass doorknob. The metal was cool, but within, I burned with the heat of a thousand forbidden desires. One twist, one pull, and I’d be on the other side. I’d told myself I could handle it, her. That I could stay in control, and keep the boundary between us clear. But the more I s
Bastian's POV Once again, I felt her breath before I saw her, soft and warm against my skin, like a secret. I turned, my hands outstretched to touch her, but she was just out of reach. The moonlight caught the curves of her body, her skin glowing as if she were made of shadows and light. Lilith. She stood before me, yet out of reach, mischief glinting in her eyes. Her lips parted, curling into that wicked sexy smile she always wore when she knew she had me. She always had me hooked and panting for more. "Come closer," she whispered, her voice winding around me, soft, dangerous and alluring. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat louder than the last. I moved toward her, every muscle in my body aching, burning with a need I couldn't explain nor understand. But no matter how close I got, she drifted farther away, taunting me with that damn laugh, reechoes like melodious music. She was my master and I, her slave. Suddenly, her hands were on me, tracing lines over my chest, wit
I couldn’t get the sound of her voice out of my head. Even after the call ended, even after I slammed the phone down, it lingered, her moans, the way she said “Daddy” like a sinful promise. It stuck to me, clung to my skin no matter how hard I tried to shake it off. I shouldn't want this. Not her. Not Lilith. But I did. I got dressed quickly, throwing on my usual suit, trying to focus on anything that wasn’t her. The office. The meeting with Marcus. Anything. Ha, yes, Marcus. My stomach twisted as his name floated to the surface of my mind. He was supposed to be my best friend. The man who trusted me above all others. And I... I was slowly betraying that trust in the most dangerous way possible. I walked to the window, staring out at the city below, trying to calm the storm raging inside me. The sun was already high, casting long shadows across the sky, but it did nothing to warm the cold pit of guilt that had settled deep in my chest. I thought about my daughter, Sofia, the w
Bastian's POV Today was the Ammoret charity ball, I would likely be meeting Lilith there. I have been avoiding her. It has not been easy but I have to do it for her. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie for what felt like the tenth time. The silk caught the light just right, but no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t focus on my reflection, no matter how bad I tried. My mind was spinning from another damn message from her. I got it this morning. Her voice, her moans, they had haunted me all day, making it impossible to keep my thoughts straight even at the office. Tonight was meant to be different. I had forged a plan. I was going to protect and avoid her at all costs. That’s why I had asked Sabrina to come with me to the event. Sabrina was everything I should want, gorgeous, smart, and most importantly, age-appropriate. I could do this. I could. I will not screw this. I made my way to the event, New York city, lights flashing by in a blur, I forced myself to t
Bastian’s POVThe sunlight streamed through the blinds, cutting across my office desk in harsh lines. I’d been sitting there for hours, staring at the stack of papers in front of me, trying to focus on the endless contracts and spreadsheets that demanded my attention. But all I could think about was last night. Lilith.Her messages, her pictures, it all replayed in my mind like a movie on loop. The way her body glistened, the curve of her breasts, the wetness between her legs. She was relentless. And no matter how much I tried to push her out of my thoughts, she refused to leave, I know right now, there is no salvation for me only damnation. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing a hand over my face. This has to stop, I told myself for what felt like the hundredth time. I had to get her out of my head. I had to. Yet, no matter what, she doesn't leave. One thing about temptation is, the more you fight it, the more you get pulled in.My phone buzzed, and my pulse quickened, knowing who it
Bastian POV I sat across from Dr. Thompson, but the quiet of his office wasn’t helping the storm inside me. His walls were covered with certificates and paintings, but none of it could calm the mess in my chest. Dr. Thompson adjusted his glasses and leaned forward. “You’ve been more tense and quiet than usual, Bastian. What’s on your mind?” I sighed, rubbing my face. Where should I start? Should I tell him I’m thinking things I shouldn’t about my best friend’s daughter? Or that guilt is eating me alive? I decided to go with a safer topic, even though it wasn’t much safer. “I keep thinking about them,” I muttered. “Sofia. And Ellana.” Dr. Thompson’s face softened like he understood. I hated how he looked at me, like I was about to break. “It’s natural to think about them, especially after what happened.” I closed my eyes, memories crashing down like waves, nearly drowning me. Sofia, my daughter, just 18, had her whole life ahead of her. And Ellana, my wife, the woman I
Bastian POV Her body was soft under my hands, her breath warm on my neck as she pressed closer. I knew I should push her away, tell her to leave and never come back, but I couldn’t. I didn’t have the strength to do it.“Lilith,” I growled, my voice tense as I tried to stay in control. “You need to stop.”She looked up at me, her eyes filled with both desire and stubbornness. She wasn’t listening. Her hands slid down, touching the waistband of my pants, and my body went stiff.“I can’t,” she whispered, her lips close to my ear. “I want you too much. Don’t you feel it?”Her words felt like a spark, lighting the fire between us that had been growing for months. I clenched my fists, trying to hold onto the little control I had left, but she didn’t stop. She moved in my lap, her hips pressing against me, and the tension inside me snapped.I grabbed her waist, pulling her down harder against me, my lips crashing into hers before I could think it through. She gasped into my mouth, her finge
Lilith's POVAs I walked out of Bastian's house, tears streamed down my face. I was hurt and angry at his stubborn, old ways. I understand he’s trying to protect me, I really do, but I can’t help how much I want him. Who wouldn’t want a man like Bastian Lockhart, CEO of S-Electronics, the best phone company in New York City? Bastian is the kind of man that looks at you and just makes you weak in your knees.I hadn’t meant to fall in love with Bastian. Growing up with him and my dad around was the best feeling ever. The fact that someone so powerful was friends with my dad and took care of me as if I was the greatest treasure ever made him even more appealing.I wish things could have stayed that way without me complicating them. When I turned sixteen, Bastian started to seem less like an uncle and more like someone I was attracted to. I could have blamed it on teenage hormones, but now I don’t know what to think.I never planned to go after Bastian. He had always been my sweet uncle t
All I wanted to do was help myself, I wasn't expecting to see Bastian sitting on my bed looking at me with wild eyes that were devouring me. I don't want to wait. I wonder what will happen if I disobey him. What kind of punishment would he give me? The thought of having him punish me made me feel so unhinged and excited. I did not realize when my hand moved to my clit as I slowly massaged it, just as I liked it . The electrifying pleasure that shot through my body made my body spasm, I could feel my climax. I couldn't stop my finger as it sank deeply into my needing cunt. It went in and out. I tried holding my moan in. I didn't want him to hear me but I couldn't contain the sound of pleasure that came out of my mouth. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Bastian stepped in looking angry. The look on his face was scary. The desire was palpable but he wasn't joking when he said, he didn't like being disobeyed. He watched me like a wolf watches his prey. My hand froze inside my
Bastian's POV The minute I stepped into her room and saw her sitting in that seductive manner, I knew I was going to have her as a meal before the dinner party. She started laughing loudly, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. She is indeed very beautiful. The chandelier light shimmered around her and gave her hair a flaming glow. The fire in the corner of the room added a cozy warmth, but I knew the heat building in me had nothing to do with the heater. It had more to do with the little vixen on the bed that was laughing hysterically. It was about an hour later. Carrying out the devilish thoughts in my mind that I began to unbind her from the bedpost. I folded her in a hug, inhaling her wonderful fruity scent with a touch of vanilla fragrance. I just couldn't get enough of her and since I finally was able to tell myself that I couldn't do without her and wanted her and was willing to do away with years of friendship with Marcus, I have been able to ignore the guilt. I know s
Lilith’s POVI couldn’t hold back my giggles. The whole situation with Ella was so ridiculous that it had me laughing out loud without even realizing it.“What’s so funny?” a familiar voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked up to find Bastian standing in the doorway of my room. He looked breathtaking, as always. Just seeing him there made my heart race.“You’re here!” I exclaimed, rushing to him. I threw my arms around him in a tight hug.“I thought you’d miss me, so I came back early,” he said, ruffling my hair affectionately. Bastian always felt like a safe haven, a lush, green forest where I could escape to. He was a green flag and I am a red carpet. It's a perfect match!“I missed you more than you can imagine,” I said, flirting as I inhaled his scent. He smelled amazing, a mix of masculine musk and the intoxicating cologne he always wore.“Hmm… that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.” His voice was smooth, and before I could respond, he leaned in and kissed me. It wa
Lilith’s POVThe food on the table looked so good, but neither of us had an appetite. I watched as Rebecca kept crying, and even though I wanted to comfort her, I couldn’t. I needed answers, to understand what really happened.“I’m sorry. I just can’t help but tear up when I talk about this,” she said, trying to brush it off. I didn’t like how she made light of it when it was clearly hurting her.“How did my dad meet my mom?” I asked, steering the conversation back to the real questions.“They met through my brother.” She looked at me, and I could tell there was more to it than she was letting on.“What are you hiding?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t hold back.“My brother and your father went on a double date, a blind date actually. My brother suggested it after countless rejections from my mother…” she said, trailing off.“Why would Bastian suggest that?” I muttered, not realizing I’d said it out loud.“Your father and I were madly in love. After my mother
Lilith’s POV What?” More tears fell down her eyes. I use my tongue and lick them off.“I would rather be a source that drains all your sorrows than make you cry.”My heart still couldn't comprehend what Bastian was saying. I just let myself cry. I just cried for all the hurt I couldn't let out before my dad. The things I couldn't tell him.Why would such a man like Bastian be interested in me? I wanted to ask when it all began. I should be happy, but somehow, I am not. I feel responsible for amplifying his traumas. I was the only one who had seen Bastian cry when I was younger.I still remember that cruel day, I had returned from school. I had cried to my dad that I wanted to check up on uncle Bastian since he just lost his wife.Sofia had been so mad at his father, I was eight and she was five years old, yet she had that anger and hatred against her dad. She had insisted on staying with her grandparents, Ellana's parents.Bastian had not resisted because he was in pain and was blami
Bastian's POVMy hands were trembling, no matter what I did, they wouldn't stop shaking. I don't want Lilith to see me this way. Even as she led me out of the dinning hall to my room, I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings. I should be used to my mother's cursive ways by now. However, getting used to it is one thing but living it and knowing somehow, she is right is another. If I had not had that argument with Ellana that night, she wouldn't have driven off with Sofia. She wouldn't have gotten into an accident that took her life.I am a sick psycho. That's what I am. A selfish man, if I wasn't a selfish man, my daughter wouldn't have hated me. If I wasn't a selfish and cruel man, I wouldn't be yearning for my best friend's daughter.Yes, I am demented psycho. I hear Lilith’s voice calling out to me even with the loud ringing in my ear. I thought I was going to lose consciousness. I held onto the bed post. I needed my pills. I need them to calm me down.“Bastian, calm down
Lilith’s POVDinner went on, but I couldn’t stop noticing Bastian’s mother's icy eyes watching me. She sat straight, her eyes were fixed on me as though she was trying to see through me and waiting for me to make a mistake or a fool of myself. The feeling was intense, and my chest tightened each time I caught her gaze. Nervousness was killing me and I was already experiencing indigestion. I have altogether lost my appetite but I had to continue eating so I don't look rude. What the heck am I doing here? I feel hands on my thighs. I instantly looked up and met the gaze of Bastian with a gentle smile and smoldering look that always warmed me up in his eyes. My face heated up and I knew I would be as red as the tomato sauce on the table. I returned his smile as I bowed my head shyly. I won't say I am a shy person but Bastian makes me feel heated up anytime he looks at me.Hellena finally looked at me and cleared her throat. “Lilith,” she said slowly, “tell me about your mother.”Her vo
Lilith's POV“Come with me.” Those were the only words Bastian said to me when he stood there looking at me so lost. I could have said no. I could have ignored and moved on yet I couldn't.I had placed my hand in his outstretched hands. I had gone with him so gullibly. When he told me during the drive to God knows when to go pack up, I had done that without saying anything. I felt so lost without him. I have been fighting this attraction for so long.I know I might be setting myself up for hurt, nevertheless, I was willing to risk it all. I looked at him. He was sitting across from me. I wanted to lean in, his suit was off, he was wearing a crisp white shirt that was tucked into his suit pants. The shirt was rolled up, the veins in his hands were so damn distracting. I want to trace my tongue around them. I peeked at a butterfly tattoo in his left arm. I didn't know he had tattoos. The veins and that one single tattoo was so maddening. I wanted to ruffle his hair that was perfectly i
Bastian's POV“All I want is you, Bastian. Your touch, your caress, that’s the only protection I need.” All I could think of was Lilith's sad face. It haunted me that I was causing her pain. I look towards the direction she has walked towards, my blood ran cold the minute I did see her. Lilith.She was in the arms of a young man. The guy was hugging her so tight. Jealousy roared through me and every other common sense I had flew out the window of my SUV.I hated the fact that the young man was young, something I wasn't. Hated that he was handsome, not that I can't beat that. However, he had something I didn't. Youth.Whenever I am in close range with Lilith, all I can think about is how I am too old for her and how she deserves better. I wish I was that young man. I wish I wasn't thinking of a girl my daughter’s age. The thoughts of Lilith felt so wrong and right at the same time. Man, I did do anything for that little lass. I couldn't control myself as I saw the hands of the youn