Chapter 24

The next morning found Billie and Jay in a strange combination of similar yet wildly different moods.  The previous night - for them both - had been filled with sexual adventure, but while Jay lay contentedly asleep in his bed, Billie stood under yet another scalding hot shower, the taste of blood in her mouth from the violence with which she’d scoured her teeth, desperately trying to rid herself of the taste of Nick.

 

While Jay had been introduced - thoroughly and repeatedly - to the delights of love-making by the pretty Kadie, Billie’s own night had been far from so romantic.

 

Following her capitulation, the only way Billie could see to prevent Nick spilling her - and Jon’s - secret across the tabloids, an evil grin had spread across his face as he’d ordered her onto the bed.  He’d mounted her without even a moment of foreplay, just spreading her legs and wedging his hips between her thighs, his dick already hardening at the feeling of control.  Watching her face, Nick had brought his hands onto her breasts, squeezing hard, then he’d lowered his mouth to one nipple, sucking for a moment before closing his teeth roughly on the sensitive flesh, enjoying the sound of the pained gasp above him.  Moving to the other breast, he’d bitten her again, this time on the soft curve of her breast, leaving a clearly visible imprint of his teeth on the pale skin.

 

Billie had whimpered at that bite, and then a sobbing moan of pain had torn from her throat as Nick rammed his swollen dick into her.  Almost worse than the pain, though, had been the pleasure in his face, a smile flickering as she gasped in pain again, tears breaking from her eyes to dampen her hair.  Above her, Nick had grunted in pleasure at each hard, rough stroke, amazed by how much it was turning him on to not even consider his partner’s pleasure, but to just fuck her as he pleased.  Now, for the first time, he could see the attraction of rape.

 

With the added arousal of his cruelty, Nick came quickly, pumping his hips harder as the orgasm washed over him, his cum surging into Billie without the hated barrier of a condom.

 

He’d let himself slump down onto her as the shudders of pleasure racked him, then he’d withdrawn carelessly from Billie, sneering cruelly down at her.

 

“Go clean yourself up.”  He’d said callously, getting off her.  “And bring me a fuckin’ washcloth while you’re at it.”

 

Right at that moment, Billie hadn’t even been able to summon anger, just rising from the bed and walking carefully to the bathroom.  Wishing her body felt as numb as her mind, Billie had cleaned away the residue of what Nick had done, traces of her blood mingled with his semen, then she’d wrapped herself in a hotel robe before taking him the cloth he’d demanded.

 

“I never said you could cover up.”  Nick had snapped as he’d snatched the warm, wet cloth from her, and Billie had slowly removed the robe, standing naked and uncertain in her own hotel suite.

 

Nick had finished wiping himself off, but the sight of Billie, naked and afraid, was already stirring his cock’s interest, and he’d told her to make him coffee, his eyes never leaving her as she’d moved across to the coffee machine, filling the pot and waiting until the brew was ready before pouring a cup and bringing it to him.  His eyes had focused on the bite mark on her breast, the memory of her pain enough to get him fully erect, and he’d smirked when her hand trembled as she handed over the coffee.

 

He’d sipped coffee, then got to his feet, reaching to catch a handful of her long hair, pulling her closer.  After staring into her eyes, Nick had chuckled nastily, pushing on the top of her head with both hands.

 

“Blow me.”  He’d grunted, forcing Billie to her knees.

 

While she’d have loved to bite down on him, to hurt him the easiest way she could, Billie couldn’t do it, fear of his retribution holding her captive.  Instead, she’d done as ordered, sucking and teasing, until she was snuffling and choking for breath as Nick grabbed two handfuls of her hair, pinning her as he fucked her mouth brutally, cumming in her mouth so she was forced to swallow or choke on it.  He’d thrust into her mouth until every drop had left him, then Nick had finally pulled back, looking down disdainfully.

 

“I’ve had better.”  He’d said off-handedly, reaching for his clothes.

 

Billie hadn’t moved while he’d dressed, and he’d gone as far as the door before turning with that evil smile, loving the sight of her naked on the floor.

 

“Now don’t go making too many plans, darlin’.”  He’d told her.  “ ‘cause I’ll be back for more.  Consider tonight a……down payment.  Just to seal our little deal.  So long as you’re a good girl, I don’t think anybody needs to know who Jay’s daddy really is.  All down to how happy you make me, though.”

 

 

Standing in the shower, Billie felt a surge of nausea as she remembered the night, every second of it playing back through her mind, right up to those final words.  She remembered how he’d smiled at her, remembered the fear she’d felt, and the certainty that the night had been only a tiny taster of what was coming her way.

 

 

Across town, around the time Billie was stepping out of the shower, scrubbing her bright red skin with a towel, Jay was slowly coming awake, a huge contentment filling him.

 

He sat up slowly, looking a little sadly at the emptiness beside him.  After they’d made love for the third time, Kadie’s gentle tutelage guiding his touch until she was moaning beneath him, they’d shared his shower, kissing deliciously as they cleansed themselves of sweat.  Kadie had left soon afterward, telling him truthfully that she wanted nothing more than to stay, but she had to work early in the morning, and had no clean clothes with her.  Reluctant but understanding, Jay had let her go, and his sleep that night had been the most restful he could ever recall.

 

Before he even got out of bed, he grabbed for his cellphone and fired off a quick text message to Kadie, and she must have been on her way to work, as she replied almost instantly, echoing his joy from the night before and signing off with a kiss.  Jay was grinning as he got out of bed and headed for the bathroom, and his grin just got broader when he filled the sink with hot water and the steam revealed ‘Last night was awesome, KD x’ on the mirror.  He stopped grinning for a few moments while he shaved, but the grin was firmly welded back to his face as he stepped into the shower, thoughts of Kadie - and their night - crowding into his brain.

 

 

In yet another part of the city, Nick’s wife Coral sat up in bed, looking down at her sleeping husband.  She couldn’t be sure, of course, but she was fairly convinced that he’d spent the previous evening with another of his conquests.  Mainly because, when he’d returned home, he’d made no effort to try to wake her as she pretended sleep, which doubtless meant he’d managed to work his wiles on some other poor bitch.  Not that Coral minded too much, because it kept him from inflicting himself on her.  And it also made it less likely that he’d realise she’d already been ‘serviced’ that night, and by a far better lover than he could hope to be.  The man she was fast falling from lust into love with.