Chloe Leto's adventures continue as her rich new beau makes her work for it.
"I'll see you later mom!" Chloe yelled as she climbed into the back seat of a Land Rover, "Tell dad I said bye!"
"I will, honey!" Lucy waved and shouted back, "I love you!"
Chloe waved one last time, saying, "I love you too!"
The servant shut the door behind her, and Luke stared at her lustfully from across the seat.
"Hey," He said in a low voice.
"Hey," She said as she gave him a wry smile.
The driver kept watch on them from the rear view mirror, but that didn't stop Luke from rubbing the inside of her thighs and clitty on the drive to his house.
When they arrived, the driver entered the code, and the big iron gates opened for them, and they drove in on the long, winding drive way. His family's mansion stood, strong, rich, and powerful. The stables and pastures were behind them, and there was land on each side of it.
"Your house is so beautiful!" She exclaimed.
He laughed, "You've seen it before."
"I know, but it still amazes me!"
He wrapped his arms around her, and she gigged as he whispered playfully in her ear, "Do you want another tour?"
"No," She laughed as she pulled away from him, "I just came to see you, remember?"
"I know, I know," He groaned as he led her into the house and upstairs to his room.
"Come here," He told her as he walked across his room and pulled out a blue box, "I got something for you."
"Really?" She asked curiously, "You shouldn't have gotten me any-"
Her eyes bulged as he lifted the lid, revealing a silver necklace with a diamond pendant the size of a dime. The chain even had inlaid diamonds!
"Luke," She stammered, "I-I-I-"
He handed it to her with a smile, and she exclaimed, "Luke, it's so beautiful! How did you- Oh my god . . ."
She put the necklace on and turned around for him to fasten it. He did, and she looked in the mirror. It was perfect on her! So beautiful!
"You look gorgeous in that," He whispered huskily as he kissed her neck.
"Luke," She said feebly as he massaged one of her breasts, "I can't-"
She broke off with a whimper as he pushed her backwards onto his bed. She pushed at his chest, trying to get him off of her.
"Luke," She squealed and pushed at him, but he wouldn't budge, "Luke, I said no!"
She slapped him, and covered her mouth in shock immediately after. He looked at her in fury, then stood and left the room.
"Luke," She cried, "Luke, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-"
He spun around quickly, forcing her to slam into his chest. He looked down on her, and she felt fear crawl up her spine as she realized how strong he really was.
"Luke," She whispered carefully, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
He said nothing, but went back into his room where he laid on his bed and flipped through a magazine.
She stepped through the door slowly and cautiously, her hair in a tizzy and one of the sleeves from her dress hanging off her shoulder. She watched him, but he showed no sign that he had seen her.
She crawled onto the bed near him and looked at the magazine, asking, "Whatcha reading?"
He wouldn't respond.
She rested her hand gently on his strong forearm, and he slammed the magazine shut, looking at her, still angry.
"What?" He demanded.
"I just," She searched for words as she removed her hand and moved away slowly; he followed, "I just wanted you to talk to me."
"Well," He said with a chuckle, "I am."
"Why are you so angry at me?" She asked.
"Besides the fact that you slapped me?"
"Yes," She said as she lowered her eyes behind her black lashes, "Besides that."
"I," He explained, "Gave you that necklace, and then you just treated me like shit-"
"It was a gift!" She cried.
"Nothing is ever free!" He shouted, "You have t earn that! You have to earn me!"
She went silent, because she knew that it was true. The world was/is not a woman's world, and her only way to success would be a successful marriage.
She slid off the other sleeve of her dress, and let the bodice fall around her waist. Luke stared at her with restrained hunger, and she stood to her feet, sliding the dress the rest of the way off. She took off her panties, her shoes, and her stockings, and she stood nude before him.
He stared at her still, and she gazed at him, puzzled.
"Lock the door." He said bluntly as he stood, undressing as well.
She did as she was told, and when she turned around, he was naked, his huge cock standing at attention. She guessed it was about 9 1/2 inches long and about 3 1/2 inches in girth. It was rock hard at the sight of her naked, giving herself to him willingly. Obeying him.
He approached her, and she looked up at his cold eyes with fear. He whispered in her ear, "Mine."
She felt a shudder go down her spine. With the necklace and their future marriage, he had bought her. The silver chain around her neck meant that she was his.
She wanted the old Luke back. She wanted him to kiss her sweetly and make her giggle, she wanted him to care about her. And, to do that, she knew what she had to do. She stood on her tip toes and kissed him softly, entwining her fingers in his curly hair. Despite himself, he forgot the cold demeanor he had intended to use, and he kissed her back with passion, holding her in his arms.
He pushed her backwards, lifting her up and placing her gently on the bed. Her curly black hair pooled around her, and he took in her lavender scent as he kissed her soft lips. He massaged one of her pink nipples between his fingers, and she pressed her breast into his hand with a moan.
She felt how hot she was for him, and she could already feel the wet pool between her legs from her yearning. She spread her long legs like a whore, and she broke his kisses, saying to him urgently, "I want you in me. Now."
He smiled, and positioned the tip of his cock at her tiny opening. He pushed his head inside, and she moaned, begging for more.
"Do you really want me?" He asked.
"Yes," She cried, "Please, I need you in me now!"
He pushed himself a little farther, and she moaned in pleasure, until he stopped.
"Say my name." He demanded.
"Why?" She asked.
"Say my name, or I'll pull out and never fuck you again."
He began to pull out, and she cried loudly, "Luke!"
"That's right," He grinned as he pushed himself in the rest of the way, "Say my name. Know who you belong to!"
"Luke!" She moaned, "I'm yours."
He fucked her steadily, picking up a perfect rhythm. He kissed her tenderly, searching the mouth he knew so well with his tongue. She kissed back with longing, trying to taste every bit of him.
He massaged her clit as he pounded her, and he rejoiced in the feeling of her tight little pussy wrapped around his monster cock.
He continued to ram his fuck rod in and out of her, and she neared her climax.
"Oh god, Luke," She moaned, "I'm going to cum soon."
"Me too, Chloe," He grunted as he pushed himself in her faster and faster, picking up speed for the big moment.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Say you love me."
"I love you!" She cried, "I love you, I love you, I love you . . ."
He grunted once more as he buried himself inside her completely, shooting his seed deep inside her. He felt her already tight pussy milking his dick, trying to get every last drop out of him.
He collapsed next to her, and she turned to face him, curling up against his muscular chest. He wrapped his arms around her and listened to her breathing.
She said with her last energy, "If I ever had to belong to anyone, I'm really glad it's you."
With that she fell asleep, and he kissed her forehead before doing the same.