Page 10 of Enemies to Wife
I looked stunning, but the apprehension in the knowledge that this wasn't for me. I had no choice in the matter. I hadn't even done my hair and makeup. The stylist turned up three hours ago with the outfit and the orders. It had all been planned and decided by him. Even thinking about Sebastian caused a hole in the pit of my stomach and I felt sick. Especially after this morning. Could he really do that? Could he trap me in a permanent contract with him? Would the Agency agree to it? The upsetting fact was that they probably would. If he offered enough money. And I knew he certainly had the money.
After Sebastian had issued his threat, before storming off, Anna had come back into the room carrying plates of hot food that just made me feel like I wanted to vomit. Her forced cheery nature made it clear that she had heard everything. It wasn't until a couple of hours later, when the untouched food had been cleared away and Anna had suggested I take a shower, that the weight of what Sebastian had said had crashed over me.
I needed to find a way out of this contract, and safely, before Sebastian was able to take away the only thing I had ever wanted in life, my freedom. I had grown up in the foster system after my mother decided that being a mother was too much hassle, pushed around from home to home and told where I was going. The invitation for the scholarship at Regents University had felt like a godsend to barely eighteen year old me. The chance to get a premium education would have meant that I could then start my life the way I wanted it. But it appeared that even that was planned for me. The comment from James Killinham last night, saying that he had been responsible for matching me with Sebastian in the first place, sent shivers down my spine. There were rumours about that school and the three exclusive clubhouses that seemed to rule over everyone else. I knew that Sebastian was meant to be a part of one of them, it was one of the reasons that I wanted to take a step back. I saw the way they treated their women. I wanted no part in it. But for some chilling reason I had the feeling that that school, and Sebastian, had been controlling everything from the moment I stepped foot in that world.
I sighed and looked in the mirror again. Hopefully Alec would be able to help me. I noticed Anna in the reflection of the mirror and smiled. She had spent the late morning and early afternoon talking to me, after I had been close to a panic attack. She told me about her life and how she had ended up working for Sebastian. She had been on drugs and her boyfriend, turned pimp, was fuelling her addiction and using her body to pay for it. Apparently, Sebastian had found her when working for a client and had helped her out of the situation and given her a job after paying for rehab and therapy. The way Anna spoke of Sebastian made him sound like a different man altogether. You could tell by the way she spoke that she was extremely grateful to him, and she alluded to the fact that she wasn't the only person who he had helped. I was curious to know more, maybe get something I could use, but when I asked Anna about what Sebastian actually did, she got strangely quiet and changed the subject.
"Mr Lynch has called and is on his way up to the apartment now," Anna said, pulling me from my thoughts. I took a deep breath and turned around to face her with a tight smile on my face.
"Thank you, Anna," I said, trying to sound sincere. I hadn't seen Sebastian since this morning, I had just received word that I was to be ready for the party for 6pm. I knew that tonight's party was going to be somewhat wilder than last nights. It seemed that these people liked to do business deals and such at full on sex parties. And as evident by what was under my dress I could expect to be involved.
I followed Anna into the living area and picked up the green clutch bag that matched the dress, just as the door to the apartment opened. I wanted to express my displeasure in the man that had trapped me. I'd even settle for indifference, but when I saw him walking towards me my jaw dropped. He was dressed in fitted black trousers and a black shirt, the collar was open at the top couple of buttons and the sleeves were rolled up, revealing his toned lower arms. His hair still fell in the messy style that he favoured. It all looked casual and elegant at the same time. But it was his eyes that had me clenching downstairs. The brown in his eyes seemed alive and shined with danger and lust. He watched me with an intensity that sparked an unwanted fire in me. Flashes of last night and how he had fucked me more than once right here in this room. He had played my body like he, and only he had known how to and made me orgasm until the pleasure had turned into pain, and yet I still craved more. From the look on his face, last night was just an appetiser, and the crooked smile on his lips told me that he knew exactly the effect he was having on me.
"My dear Apple," he purred as he took my hand, "You look good enough to eat." He leaned in to kiss one of my cheeks and I tried to maintain my quickly departing composure. Sebastian's hand landed on my hip, and he pulled me in against his body. I felt his hand slip down to the split in the dress and he pushed it between my legs, running it against my bare pussy before I could react. I tried to pull away, but his other hand held me against him.
"S-Sebastian," I stuttered as a finger slipped in between my folds and rubbed against my already aroused clit.
"Shhh darling," he whispered in my ear. "I want to ensure you have followed my requirements." The lingerie that Sebastian had required me to wear included crotchless panties and a peephole bra. The material of the dress rubbing against my exposed nipples was already causing them to feel uncomfortably and noticeably hard, but now Sebastian pushed a finger into my pussy and growled in my ear as he felt exactly how much effect he was having on me.
"Mmmm," he hummed in my ear as he slowly thrust his finger in me a couple of times before pulling away from me all together. He watched me as he brought his finger that glistened with my juices to his mouth and sucked.
"Perfect." I tried to swallow against the lump that had suddenly formed in my throat and resisted the urge to shift my position. I shouldn't be feeling aroused by this, by him. I hated him, but right now I hated the effect that he was having on my body. Sebastian smirked at me before turning away and heading for the door, as if nothing had happened. I stood there, dumbfounded, watching him.
"Come along, wife," he called behind him. "We don't want to be late." I glanced at Anna quickly who was looking uncomfortable herself. She offered me a weak smile and handed me a silk shawl that was a couple of shades darker than my dress. and I followed Sebastian out of the apartment.
Sebastian was already waiting in the elevator with Davis holding the door open for me. He nodded as I passed him.
"Good evening, ma'am," he said, and I smiled. I wanted to remind him to call me Lily, but I had a feeling that Sebastian wouldn't be happy with that. We made our way down to the main entrance and the car waiting outside. Davis opened the door, and I slid in to the other side, with Sebastian following me. The door closed and Sebastian turned to look at me. I tried not to shrink away from the look in his eyes, but I was feeling like prey all of a sudden. The front door opened, and Davis slid in the seat and started the car. I looked out of the window at the city passing by and tried to ignore the fact that I could feel Sebastian watching me.
"Come here." I turned to look at him, almost shocked by the guttural tone in his voice.
"What?" I asked, not sure I heard what he said.
"I said come here," he said with a predatory smirk. He patted the middle seat between us. "Come sit next to me."
"I- I erm…"
"I am not asking Lily." His tone turned dangerous as he spoke and something scary flashed behind his eyes. I gulped as I undid the seatbelt and shuffled not so gracefully to the middle seat of the car. The foot-well meant that I had to put my legs on either side causing the air conditioning to caress against my bare pussy. I also hoped that I wasn't giving Davis a full view. I flinched as Sebastian leaned over me and clicked the middle seat belt tightly into place, the strap running right between my breasts.
"Safety first," he chuckled. Strange how I felt anything but safe right at this point. Sebastian ran his thumb over the dress where one of my nipples poked through, and I tried to arch away from him. His eyes darkened and his voice lowered.
"Don't move," he practically growled, and I froze. He palmed at my breast through the dress with one hand while the other ran up my thigh towards my exposed lack of underwear. His lips caressed at my neck, and I felt a shiver run through me. Sebastian chuckled and then grazed my neck with his teeth. My neck had always been a danger zone for me, and Sebastian seemed to know it.
I looked up into the rearview mirror to see that Davis’s eyes were firmly on the road, but I was all too aware that one glance into the mirror and he would see everything.
"Sebastian, please." I was mortified to find that it came out more as a moan than a plea. I tried to shift away from him, but the seat belt restricted my movement.
"Sebastian," I said again, trying to put a firmer tone in my voice. "We are in the car." His chuckle reverberated through my body.
"I don't give a shit where we are," he growled, his voice rough with lust. "You are going to have to get used to public displays my darling Apple. One thing I love more than watching is being watched. And where we are going, there will be plenty watching." To affirm his point, he pushed a finger roughly through my folds and into the wet entrance of my pussy. My breathing became heavy as his thumb brushed against my clit and his finger pushed not too gently in and out of me.
"Oh god," I moaned, as the heat began to rise in me.
"Not god, but for you, close enough," Sebastian muttered. He pulled down the front of my dress exposing my hardened nipples before latching onto one sucking it into his mouth. I glanced back up to the mirror and saw Davis looking in the mirror before turning his eyes back to the road.
"Sebastian, please," I begged again and tried to grip at his wrist to at least try to slow him down. He bit down on my breast with a growl, and I cried out as the pain laced through my body. I could feel the heat pulling me closer to the edge and knew I couldn't do anything to stop it. Sebastian let go of my breast and looked me in the eyes.
"If I wanted you to mount me in this car right now and ride my cock, then you better believe that you would fucking do it." His eyes flicked between anger and lust. "Remember sweet Lily, you belong to me, that means that this body belongs to me, and every fucking orgasm I gift you belongs to me." At some point he had added a second finger, and they were thrusting inside of me hard enough for it to hurt. I could feel the orgasm close and closed my eyes, almost in defeat. But a sharp tug on one of my nipples caused my eyes to fly open again.