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breath.
    “You’re burning my
hand, so hot and wet.” He moaned and took her lips. He seemed
addicted to her kisses already. “Tell me what you want?”
    “I can’t.” Lily sobbed.
Wayne's fingers teased her swollen nub, and her legs were shaking
from keeping them open, unaccustomed to anything he put her
through. No man had ever been between her legs, and Wayne was
breaking all of her own rules.
    “You can tell me to
play with your pretty pussy. Tell me to let you come. Tell me
you’ll marry me.”
    Lily shook her head.
She couldn’t do it. Marry a man she didn’t even like very much, let
alone love. As a young girl, she’d promised herself to never ever
allow money and position to get in the way of love. Jessica and
George married for money and to further their own situations, and
look where it had gotten them. Bitter, twisted, and totally
broke.
    “Please don’t make me
do this?” she begged. Lily bit down on her lip to stop her calling
out. No one would come, and she knew her family had as good as
abandoned her, only satisfied in their own position.
    “You’ll be mine,
eventually, Lily. Give in and offer yourself to me.” To state his
point, he fingered her pussy, going from her clit down to the
entrance of her cunt.
    Pulling one hand free
from his hold, she stopped him with a hand at his wrist. “Please
don’t.” If he penetrated her walls, he’d take something from her
she wasn’t ready to give him—yet.
    “Why are you holding
back?”
    “Because I don’t love
you.” Lily respected him more when he didn’t push her hand aside
and proceed with his invasion. He moved up, fingering her clit.
    “Love is for fairy
tales and saints. I don’t need your love, just your wedding finger
for now.”
    Wayne sounded so cruel.
All of her life she craved the love and affection of her family to
no avail. This man—rich, attractive, and sexually willing gave her
an offer she really couldn’t refuse, but also, one she wanted to
turn down with all of her heart. If she gave in and allowed him to
marry her, she knew her feelings wouldn’t even settle into the
equation in the future. Sex, money, and more sex would be in the
cards.
    How could she live a
life without love?
     
     

Chapter
Three
     
    Wayne saw the
conflicting emotions cross her face. He flicked her clit to gain
her attention. His dick threatened to burst out of his zipper. He
was so hard.
    He moved a hand away
from the wall, and he placed her free hand over his cock confined
to his pants.
    “Touch me,” he said.
Her small hand circled around his cock as much as possible through
the trousers. Her gasp made his blood race. Wayne knew from her
innocent reactions that she was becoming attracted to him. Her
leaking cunt confirmed it. She was so wet and juicy. Her hips were
thrusting on his hands trying to get him to play with her nub.
Wayne smiled and ran his fingers through her slit, gathering her
juice on two of his fingers, and then to shock her a little more,
he brought those fingers to his lips and sucked off her cream. Her
husky scent teased his nostrils, and he wanted more. He needed to
put his face in her cunt and lick her clean. If they were in his
own office and not her parents, he’d have her spread over the desk,
half-naked and close to her second climax. From her reaction, this
place didn’t offer her many fun memories.
    “You’re so big,” she
mumbled.
    Wayne knew then she
didn’t possess any sexual experience beyond the merest fumble in a
car somewhere.
    Her innocence astounded
him.
    “You taste good,” he
whispered near her ear. His lips locked on the flesh. She bowed to
his touch, and Wayne knew he’d found her sweet spot.
    Their pants filled the
air around them, and he wanted to see her come undone in his arms,
to watch the flow of arousal consume her.
    “Come for me.” His
fingers found her swollen clit, and she groaned. Her legs quivered.
He supported her with his weight against the bookshelf. His two
fingers ran