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  Tom sent her a condescending look. “Lily, you’re just a sprout. Someday you’ll find someone who treats you special.”

  Lily purposely didn’t look at Jake. She put both hands on her hips. “I’m twenty-six years old, Tom. I hope you don’t think I’ve waited for some sweet vanilla guy to come along.”

  Tom flushed hotly and looked at Derek again. “Not him, stupid,” Lily snapped.

  Tom didn’t even look at Jake. It would be funny if it weren’t so sad. “Who?”

  “Do you really want to hear about my sexual experience, Tom?” Lily said sarcastically. “If so, then I guess you’ll have to share yours as well.”

  “No.” It was all Tom said.

  “I didn’t think so.”

  Chapter 9

  It had been three days and Lily hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Jake. She’d expected him to at least come by to work on the house like he had been. It finally occurred to Lily that Jake might be trying to end things simply by avoiding her.

  It’s not that Lily sat around waiting for him. She spent one day helping her mother get ready for her time in the hospital. She helped get the house ready and got her mother packed. Although Joyce said she wasn’t nervous, she still chatted away a mile a minute.

  The next day Lily had lunch with Trish and went shopping for baby clothes. Trish had just found out she was having a boy this time and wanted to indulge in all the little boy clothes. Lily couldn’t resist buying him little onesies and jumpers.

  By the third day with no contact, Lily was well and firmly pissed. To add to her anger, she was worried about her mother’s surgery. She cleaned her house like a fiend, trying not to think about the conversation she’d had that morning when she stopped by her mom’s house to check in.

  “Lily,” she’d said, “I know everything is going to be fine, but I want you to know where everything is just in case.”

  Her mom had sounded completely relaxed, but the words made Lily tense.

  Joyce had led her into her walk-in closet where she had a fire safe in the back corner. The key was in the lock. She opened the safe and took out a folder titled “just in case.” Taking the file, Joyce walked out to the dining room and put it on the table. She calmly sat down and opened it.

  Lily had followed behind her mother, dragging her feet. “Mom, I don’t want to talk about this. Everything is going to be fine tomorrow.” She’d tried to keep her voice calm and firm, but a slight tremor had broken through.

  “I know, honey, but I’ll feel better if I know you have the paperwork.” She opened the file and took out the top envelope. “This is my life insurance policy. I’ve already contacted the agent to tell him what was going on.”

  She’d moved it aside and took out a sheaf of papers. “These are the instructions for my funeral and the account with the money I put aside for it. Don’t spend more than what is here. I did the research so you wouldn’t have to.”

  Lily had stood mutely behind her mother, her eyes and her stomach burning. She firmed her lips to keep the trembling at bay.

  “My will is in here and a few letters I’ll want you to mail for me. There are a couple of letters for you and your brother as well.” For the first time, her voice had shaken a bit.

  Then she’d said with forced cheer, “It’s all in here so you don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll just put it back in the safe so it’s out of the way.” Without looking at Lily, Joyce walked back into the bedroom.

  By the time she’d returned, Lily had willed back the tears that threatened. Joyce’s eyes had been bright, but she kept the tears at bay. She put her arm around Lily and said, “I feel better going into this tomorrow knowing I’ve prepared you for what to do if something goes wrong.”

  Lily had hugged her mother fiercely.

  Lily tried to put the memory of that folder out of her mind as she scrubbed the bathroom floor.

  “Well,” Jake drawled from behind her, “isn’t that a pretty sight?”

  Lily didn’t even look over her shoulder. “Get lost, Jake.”

  “What’s the matter, baby?” Jake said, patting her ass casually.

  Lily stood up abruptly and turned on him. “I mean it,” she said. “Fuck off.”

  Seeing the unshed tears in her eyes, Jake straightened. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

  “Nothing.” She stormed out of the bathroom and headed for the bedroom.

  Jake followed her into the bedroom, and she turned on him abruptly. “Are you leaving?” she asked firmly.

  “Not until I know what’s wrong.”

  “Fine,” she said abruptly, and then she started to strip.

  “What are you doing?” Jake asked in a croak.

  Once she was naked, she turned on him, her expression fierce. Suddenly, she grabbed his hair and pulled him forward into a desperate kiss.

  “Slow down,” he tried to say in between her frantic kisses.

  “No,” she said. She leaned back and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it over his head. She bent down and bit his pectoral muscle, hard.

  Jake jerked then groaned. Without thought, he grabbed her ass and ground up against her. She rubbed her breasts across his chest, abrading the nipples.

  Jake immediately moved his hand to her breast and squeezed, plucking at her firm nipples.

  “Harder,” she demanded.

  He pinched her nipple, and she started to writhe against him.

  “Harder,” she said again, her voice almost feral.

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” Jake said. Lily put her hand over his and squeezed his fingers over her nipple much harder than he would have ever done.

  Lily shuddered and let out a long hard moan.

  * * * *

  Jake broke.

  He had never been so turned on in his life. He’d never been into sadomasochistic games, but Lily’s obvious need for sensual pain went to his head like fire. He picked up and tossed her onto the bed.

  Lily wiggled on the bed, her hand going between her legs. “Jake, fuck me. Make me forget.”

  Suddenly everything was clear to him. Lily’s heart hurt. She was scared, and she needed a distraction. He didn’t know if he was doing the right thing, but he decided if this was the kind of distraction she needed, he was going to give it to her.

  “Turn over,” he ordered, his tone as domineering as he could make it.

  Lily immediately turned over. Jake stripped his clothes and took his belt off. He snapped it, causing her head to jerk in his direction. When she moaned, he knew he was on the right track.

  Lily watched him approach, her eyes wide. He snapped the belt again and watched her ass tense. When he reached her, he made a loop with his belt and hooked it around the bedpost. He then trussed up Lily’s hands with it. Her groan this time sounded disappointed.

  He’d give Lily what she needed, but there was no way he was going to hit her with a belt, no matter what she thought she wanted.

  He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her pelvis, pushing her ass up in the air. He gave her ass a hard slap before spreading her legs. He could see her pussy glistening.

  “Beautiful,” he said before slapping her again. This time he left a red handprint on her butt cheek.

  “Again,” she cried.

  Jake started spanking her rhythmically. Every third or fourth slap, he’d rub his hand over her hot pink flesh. While he did, he pushed his fingers into her now sopping pussy.

  She trembled and moaned in ecstasy. Using the moisture from her body, he pushed two fingers hard into her ass.

  The shock of it made Lily scream. Jake was about to pull his fingers out, thinking he’d hurt her when he realized that she was chanting, “Yes, yes, yes,” while she pushed back against him.

  Jake felt a drop of pre-cum slide down his cock, and he wondered if he was going to embarrass himself and come before he ever got inside of her. All it would take would be one stroke, and he’d be shooting his load all over her.

  Making sure not to even brush his cock
with his arm, he roughly finger fucked her ass. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” he said, his voice husky with lust. “I’d bet you’d like my cock in there, wouldn’t you.”

  “Yes,” she practically screamed. She was pulling on the belt, trying to ride him. Fuck my ass.” She was making grunting, growling sounds.

  Jake looked over to her dresser and saw some hand cream. He didn’t know if it would be safe, but he was beyond the ability to reason. He stepped away from her to pump some cream into his hand.

  “No,” she said when his hand left her body. She was panting and pushing her ass in the air.

  Jake quickly rubbed the cream on his cock and grabbed her hips to steady her wiggling ass.

  When the head of his cock brushed her hole, she growled, “Do it.”

  Knowing she needed the pain, he shoved his cock into her ass, hard.

  She let out a short screech then went totally still and silent.

  Jake was afraid to move. His cock was about halfway into her ass, and despite his body’s stillness, his cock was twitching.

  Filled with remorse, he started to pull out.

  “Stop,” she said.

  Jake froze. “Baby, I know I hurt you. I have to pull out. Then it will be better.”

  “No.” Her voice was small and quiet. She started to slowly and steadily push back against him. He held her hips still. She let out a long low moan of frustration.

  Jake was afraid to move. He didn’t understand what she needed. “Baby, am I hurting you?”

  “Yes,” she panted. “More!” She tried to push against him again. “Jake, I need more.” This time she sounded like a lost little girl. “Please.”

  Jake started to pull his hips back, and she whimpered. Then he thrust forward, burying himself to his balls in her ass.

  She screamed again, but this time, Jake didn’t stop. He yanked the pillows out from under her and reached around to stroke her pussy while he pounded into her ass.

  Her pussy was on fire, her clit a hot throbbing knot. He gave it a hard pinch, using his blunt nails, and she came with a keening wail. Unable to stop himself, Jake started to come. Although it burned his crown, he continued to pound into her. His cum coated his cock and frothed around the rim of her ass. The feeling of his cockhead rubbing inside her body was delicious torture. After what seemed like forever, he felt her spasming slow. He held himself still inside her body trying to find the top of his head that had blown off.

  After a few moments, he pulled himself out and went into the bathroom. After cleaning himself, he grabbed a warm wet cloth. He didn’t know how to feel about what just happened. Although she liked it a little rough the last time, this took that to a whole new level. It was almost animalistic and was far outside of what he had ever experienced before.

  When he returned to the bedroom, Lily was lying on her belly, her face turned away, her arms still connected to the bed by his belt.

  “Fuck, Lily. I’m sorry.” He reached up and released her arms from the belt. She immediately curled into a ball, pulling her arms in, and pulling her legs up into the fetal position.

  Jake could see her shoulders shaking with sobs, and a hot ball of regret formed in his belly. As gently as he could, he wiped between her legs. She didn’t move when he spread her ass cheeks to clean between them.

  He threw the cloth to the floor and sat gingerly on the bed. He didn’t know if she wanted him to go or to stay and help her.

  There was no blood on the cloth, but he wondered if he’d hurt something inside of her. “Do you need me to take you to a doctor?” he asked softly.

  Lily shook her head and rolled over, putting her head in his lap. She clutched at his waist and sobbed into his thigh.

  “At my mo–mother’s h–house, we–went over her w–will t–today,” Lily finally choked out.

  “Oh, baby,” Jake said, and then he pulled her up into his arms. He cradled her and rocked her, murmuring into her hair. He finally understood why she needed the pain. She’d needed it to drown the pain in her heart.

  * * * *

  Lily could hear his murmuring, but she was too distraught to understand him.

  When she started to calm down, she could finally hear what he was saying. “It’s okay, baby, let it out. That’s it, cry all you want.”

  Lily was grateful he didn’t do what so many people would have tried to do. He didn’t tell her that her mother was going to be fine, nor did he ask her to stop crying. He just held her.

  She finally hiccupped into silence.

  Jake was rhythmically rubbing her back. Suddenly her eyes felt heavy.

  * * * *

  Lily woke up alone. It was twilight, indicating she’d slept several hours. When she rolled over, Lily groaned in pain. Her body was stiff, and her bum hurt.

  She heard the bathroom door open and before he flicked the light off, Lily saw Jake, fully dressed. He sat on the edge of the bed. “Take this,” he said softly, and pressed aspirin into her hand. He also gave her a glass of water.

  “Thank you,” she whispered. After she took the pills, she said, “I’m sorry.”

  Jake stroked her hair. “What for?”

  Lily groaned. “I’m so embarrassed. I didn’t know I was such a freak.” She covered her face with her hands.

  He pulled her hands down. “You’re not a freak, Lily. A lot of people enjoy submission and erotic pain. You just have to be careful whom you ask to do that with you. BDSM requires trust.”

  “I know I’m not experienced,” she said softly, her eyes closed. “But I’ve never needed pain to orgasm before. I was desperate for it.”

  Jake let out a sigh. “I know.”

  “What if that’s the only way I can get off? I’m so broken.” A single tear leaked out.

  He flicked on the bedside lamp. “Open your eyes, Lily.”

  She squeezed them tighter, causing another tear to spill.

  Jake said in a commanding tone, “Open them.”

  Shivering slightly, Lily opened her eyes.

  “You’re not a freak.” Jake took a deep breath. “Your heart hurt, baby. You just needed to get completely out of yourself for a while. I know you can orgasm just fine without pain.”

  Jake ran his hand down her body. She shuddered.

  “Show me,” she whispered.

  Jake leaned down to kiss her. He ran his lips softly down her body. When he got to her breasts, he nibbled and sucked gently.

  Lily moaned, moving her legs restlessly.

  Jake kissed his way down, dipping his tongue inside her navel. When he reached her legs, he brought her knees up and separated them. Lily was so flexible that, when her knees fell to the sides, she was splayed open for him.

  Jake groaned and lowered his head. He feasted on her flesh. His touch was firm but soft. At one point he gently spread the cheeks of her ass and kissed her reddened hole.

  “I’m so sorry, Lily. I could have given you what you needed without making you hurt after.” He gently rimmed her ass with his tongue, making her groan in pleasure.

  Jake returned his attention to her pussy. He slowly pumped his fingers into her body while he licked her clit with fast light strokes. In moments, her body started to spasm around his fingers, squeezing them so tight he groaned.

  He brought her down gently from the orgasm, and then joined her on the bed.

  Lily reached for the button of his jeans, but Jake caught her hand. “I told you that you can come without pain.”

  “Why don’t you take those off? I want to taste you, too.”

  “Not tonight,” he said, kissing the top of her head and rolling off the bed.

  Lily reached down and pulled the sheet up. “Do I disgust you, now?” she asked, her voice small and hurt.

  “Look at me,” Jake said harshly.

  Lily looked into his eyes.

  “Not at my face.”

  When she looked at his crotch, her eyes widened. Jake’s cock was clearly defined behind the denim. He was so hard he had to be hur
ting.

  She looked back up at him. “Then why?”

  “You’ve been through enough. I know you need to get up early to take your mom to the hospital. You need to get some sleep.”

  “Okay,” Lily said softly. “Will I see you tomorrow?”

  “I’ll be there by the time they take her into surgery. There’s no way I’d make you or Tom go through this without friends.”

  Lily blinked back tears. She curled back up under the covers. Jake shut off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into near total darkness. Although it was too early for Lily to normally go to sleep, she could feel the heavy weight of fatigue pulling at her.

  She felt Jake get up, and she heard him say, “I’ll set the alarm for four.” She dimly heard the clicking of the alarm being set, and then she felt his lips on the top of her head. The last thing she heard was the sound of the door closing.

  * * * *

  Jake didn’t want to go home. He was having a hard time with what had happened between him and Lily. Although he loved a good vigorous fuck as much as the next guy, he didn’t like to inflict pain. He didn’t like knowing that having her body respond like it did made him want to do it again, and to do it more, and to do it harder, faster, and longer. He had never come like that in his life, and he was ashamed of himself.

  He pulled into Derek’s driveway, relieved that Tom’s truck was nowhere around. His knock was answered with a lazy, “Come in.”

  Jake found Derek sitting with his feet propped, the Red Sox-Yankees game on the screen.

  “Hey, man, I thought you’d forgotten about the game.”

  The truth was Jake had forgotten. That wasn’t why he was there.

  Seeing Derek’s beer on the coffee table, Jake thought that some booze was a good idea. Jake knew he’d need fortification to talk to Derek, so after he grabbed a beer out of the fridge, he called, “Hey, do you have any scotch?”

  There was a long pause before Derek answered. “Yeah, in the cabinet above the stove.” Another pause. “Bring me a glass, too.”