“You’re really hard. Does it hurt?”
Wayne chuckled. “Yes, but in a good way.”
“I can’t do this. I’m not ready.”
Sighing, Wayne took a step back. “Go and jump in the pool. I’ll be there soon.”
Pleased to be out of the way, Lily walked slowly to the door and left for the pool. The setting sun was a beauty to behold. The pool was in a sunroom, providing plenty of protection from the cold air outside.
****
Wayne watched her go, and it seemed he spent most of his time watching her leave. He moved through to the en-suite bathroom and started the shower. He peeled off his clothing and climbed in.
Glancing down, he moaned at the red swollen c**k sticking straight out, begging for attention.
He wouldn’t be able to go out with the thick erection. Wayne wanted Lily to become accustomed to his presence, not terrified this early on. He reached for the soap and lathered his cock, the bubbles helping him thrust through his fist.
Resting his forehead on his arm on the shower stall, he closed his eyes and imagined Lily coming into the bathroom to meet him. She wore a cute little towel that dropped to the floor when she saw him f**king his own hand. He groaned, wondering what it would feel like to have her na**d little fist wrapped around his dick instead of his own hand. The cold water hit his back, but he couldn’t feel it. With his eyes closed, he could almost imagine her stood there.
Wayne thought about her lush mouth. The plump lips spread around his aching dick, sucking him into the back of her throat. There was so much to teach her. His cry echoed off the walls of the bathroom as he envisioned her on her knees in front of him, deep throating his shaft. His thick sperm landed on the tile, and he shook all over from the power of his cl**ax. Wayne prayed he wouldn’t be forced to resort to a cold shower and the love of his fist all that often.
He cleaned up his mess and went to get his own swimming trunks. He would join her in the pool and talk. Wayne didn’t want a sex object. He wanted a wife, and so far, every touch had resorted in a sexual display of his dominance. All he sought to do was be with her and show her he wasn’t all that bad company.
Minutes later, he found her floating in the pool. Wayne stopped and stared. Her eyes were closed, and he couldn’t determine if she had a smile on her face or looked sad.
Slowly, so as not to disturb her, he moved to the farthest end of the pool and waited.
Chapter Seven
Lily knew he was there but didn’t know how best to approach him. It was as if he knew every part of her already. Whereas, she knew next to nothing about him.
He was cruel and named the “Beast”, and from what she’d read, for good reason. A truly callous man, who treated women like casual flings rather than show them respect.
Was that the type of man she wanted to give her virginity to? To spend the rest of her life being dictated to?
She kept her eyes closed and soaked up the sun. Autumn and winter were fast approaching, and she looked forward to the chance to decorate and immerse herself in the seasonal spirit.
Excitement built inside her thinking of picking out a tree and then searching for the right turkey. Her family wouldn’t be with them for Christmas. They all despised the festive season, preferring the New Year celebrations of drink and partying.
“What are you thinking?” he asked, and Lily knew she couldn’t put it off anymore. She turned in the water and walked to where he stood.
“I was thinking about Christmas.”
“A little premature, don’t you think?”
“I figured as a business man you’d be all over it.”
Lily saw him shrug, and she giggled.
“I’ve got employees to worry about that.”
Yes, she imagined he had an employee to worry about every little detail of his life.
“What’s going to happen about the wedding?” Lily didn’t really care about the wedding. Her ideal marriage would have been to a man she could imagine devoting to, not this man who got off on hurting people, throwing out ultimatums as if he ruled the world.
“Misha is coming tomorrow to talk about it. You and she can organise—”
“I don’t want any part in it. Just get her to organize it.” Lily knew how harsh she sounded but any protective layer she had left needed to be used to her advantage.
“This is your wedding, and you need to have a say, Lily.” He sounded so cross.
Closing her eyes, she moved away and swam. It had been so long since her last bout of freedom in water, and she relished the waves as her arms glided through the water. Her mind was at peace being on her own, no thought of punishment.
Thinking about her wedding, there remained one aspect she wanted to keep to herself—picking out the perfect wedding dress.
“I’ll help with the arrangements of the wedding,” she said.
Wayne nodded, and for some reason, Lily knew he was glad of her decision.
Maybe she’d be able to come to terms about her predicament.
****
A few hours later, after taking a leisurely meal where they discussed more important topics, Lily couldn’t believe how much they had in common. Their political views were the same and they both voted for the same party. They liked similar movies, books, and music.
“You seem surprised?” Wayne chuckled as he drank down another glass of wine. Lily hated the vinegary taste and stuck with juice.
“You like that famous vampire trilogy? Most guys hate the stuff that makes a girl go mushy.” Their conversation turned from books to film.
“What can I say, I must be in touch with my feminine side.”
Lily laughed. “I don’t think anyone would mistake you for being feminine at all.”
She picked up a strawberry and bit into the delicious sweet fruit. “I use to grow these in my garden.”
“Why did you grow and do all that stuff?”
Lily raised an eyebrow at his ridiculous question. “Wayne, you knew my family’s state of affairs. We were broke and anything to keep costs down was paramount in our life.”
“If that is so, why were the rest of them still going to restaurants and ordering fine wine?” That was a revelation to her. She prided herself on keeping the shopping bills down, and they still went out and spent what little remained of the money. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything.”
Lily shook her head. “No, it’s true what they were like. It just shocks me to see how brutal they use to be.”
Wayne closed the distance between them, taking the stem out of her hand, and cupped her chin. “You won’t have to worry about them anymore.”