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  Lucas reached down and strummed her clit with his fingers bringing her back up again towards that fantastic orgasm. Heavy pants started to come from her throat. Using just the right amount of pressure he stroked her clit with such intensity and this time let the orgasm take hold. Reagan cried out and strained against her bonds as the erotic orgasm ripped through her body. Her vice-like cunt convulsed around him, squeezing him mercilessly. She even cried out his name while she was in the midst of her orgasmic spasms.

  He bore down on her again with a relentless pressure, this time not stopping when he felt the vigilant resistant of her virginity; he reveled in the pleasure of breaking her sweet barrier, pushing deeper and deeper. He was obsessed with an inescapable need to be buried deep inside of her.

  "Oh fuck yes," he growled. At last, his balls nestled against her anus as he ground himself against her with a rumbling moan of pleasure. Lucas began to move slow and deliver deep rhythmic and penetrating strokes even though she was still incredibly tight. He knew the longer he forced himself to wait, the more intense his orgasm would be. He looked down at Reagan and the more he moved the more her face relaxed, though she still seemed to be fighting the building pleasure. When her legs wrapped his hips and she rocked upward against him, he knew she was beyond the pain and it drove him over the edge.

  "It feels good, doesn't it Reagan? Eight inches of hard cock inside your cunt. Can you feel every inch of it fill you up as I push into you?" He increased his tempo of strokes and the friction of their fucking was almost electric and when she let out a gasping cry, he pounded her hard.

  "Oh fuck yes, cum for me, little one." He groaned and thrust into her harder, his hips pumping like a well-oiled machine. From the corner of his eye, he could see her fist opening and closing within her restraints, but her panting cries were encouraging him to continue.

  "Jesus Christ!" he grunted into her neck. "I'm going to cum inside you, Reagan." At his words, her body went rigid for a moment. Then she bucked up against him, collapsing into wracking shudders as her second orgasm consumed her entire body. When her cunt clenched him in tight, undulate, repetitive grips, his head dropped forward and he came. With a guttural cry, he exploded inside her. His cock convulsed as his load erupted from him in prolonged spurts. Every muscle in his body tensed as he pulled out. Looking down at his cock in his hand he could see Reagan's glistening virginal blood on it. The sight of the crimson stain on his skin filled him with satisfaction.

  “Christ, Reagan, you're a great fuck." He bent down and kissed her deeply and then gave her breast a squeeze. "And it's only going to get better the next time."

  Reagan fought her tears of shame as she realized that he wasn't going to be satisfied with only taking her virginity. Lucas had an agenda and she had no idea what it was. She did know that her ordeal was far from over.

  Chapter 5

  Lucas thought if only every business deal could end up with him fucking a gorgeous virgin. He sat back, utterly amused at the sight of Reagan pretending she was sleeping. Her long blond hair was in a glorious array on the pillows, her stomach dotted with his sperm. Between the juncture of her thighs, he saw more of his cum mixed with her virginal blood, seeping out of her glistening pussy. He couldn't resist and dipped a finger into her sticky warmth, coated it, and then wiped it on her lips. Reagan jerked and opened her eyes, betraying the fact that she wasn't sleeping.

  His eyes were trained on hers when he said, "I'm going to release you, Reagan."

  A wave of excitement filled her. Maybe she had been wrong and it was over after all and she could try and forget this hateful assault had ever happened — try to convince herself that she hadn't enjoyed it.

  In one fluid motion, Lucas rose from the bed exposing the dips and planes of his athletic body. Despite the fact that this man had just force-fucked her, she had to admire the perfection of his body. He had to have worked out every day to develop a physique like that she thought. Each muscle in his body was beautifully defined. Her eyes were suddenly drawn to his cock, streaked with a mixture of cum and her blood. She remembered how full she felt and the violent orgasm that rocked her body in oblivion and her pussy twitched as if it yearned for more. Jesus, Reagan! It was purely her body reacting, her body's reflex to stimulation.

  Lucas chuckled and snapped his fingers bringing her gaze to his face. He looked amused as if he knew what she had been thinking. "I'm going to let you wash up." He said, as he leaned over her, and unlocked her restraints around her wrists. Reagan sat up and rubbed her wrists. "Take as long as you like but only take a shower, not a bath.”

  She walked to the bathroom and noticed the knob was missing and turned back to look at him. Lucas shrugged his shoulders and gave her a gesture with his hand to enter. She turned on the water for the shower and stepped in.

  **

  Lucas walked to the intercom on the wall and pressed the button. "I hope you're there Aiden."

  “I’m here.”

  "Did you watch? Listen?"

  "Oh God, yes," Aiden sounded excited.

  "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." Lucas grinned to himself.

  "Fuck you, Lucas. I want my piece." He growled into the intercom.

  "Once we finalize the deal and sign on the dotted line, you can have any piece of her you like. The night is still young and there is much more play to do. Oh and bring me up a bottle of bourbon with two glasses." Lucas pushed another button, locking the intercom on transmission only.

  Before Aiden and Reagan's parents died in the car accident, Lucas' father, Rex had acquired over twenty different land deals with Sean Lynch, Aiden's father, and Reagan's step-father. When Aiden took over the business Rex and Lucas watched as he slowly drove it into the ground and thought what a fucking disgrace it was. How disappointed his father would have been if he were still alive. When Lucas came along and initiated a take-over bid, he knew that Aiden would sell what was left of the company without a blink of an eye. He had been screwing things up for the last year and it showed in the earnings reports. When Lucas Ferris made the offer, his father, Rex, ordered his team to propose a half-hearted counteroffer. And so it began.

  Lucas dragged out the negotiations on purpose, carefully calculating the right moment to see if Aiden would jump on his request. At one meeting, Reagan had slipped into the room, making every single man straighten up in his seat. She wore a white sheer, billowing blouse unbuttoned to the waist which revealed the tight tank top and a short skort skirt. Lucas had carefully been watching Aiden for a very long time when it came to his behavior with his step-sister.

  "Reagan, what a nice surprise," Aiden would say and smile. Lucas wasn't surprised. He had arranged her entrance and it wasn't uncommon for him to use his step-sister's striking beauty to distract his business adversaries. He nodded with approval when he noticed her nipples were erect. She would stop short as if she hadn't known that the room would be full of people.

  "I'm so sorry. I thought you would be ready to leave by now, Aiden. I didn't mean to interrupt."

  Lucas stood, enjoying the view before him. "Not at all, Reagan. I think everyone here would agree that this type of interruption is quite welcomed." Reagan smiled as Aiden made the introductions. Aiden also noticed Lucas’ interest in Reagan and agreed to have dinner with them that night.

  The following day, Lucas had insisted on a private meeting at their family estate in La Jolla, California. When Lucas arrived, he didn't waste any time and handed Aiden a thick file. "Take your time reading it over. I'll have a drink in the meantime." Lucas said, pouring the amber liquid into a glass.

  Aiden had read the documents twice and looked over at Lucas. A wicked smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "You fucker!" He said, walking over to Lucas and then slapped him on the back. "I'll do it, but change it to a few hours and I get second dibs."

  Lucas drained the last of his drink and laid the glass down and reached out for the file. "You sick fuck. Deal’s off." He tucked the file under
his arm and headed for the door.

  "Oh come on now, Lucas. Jesus Christ. She’s my step-sister, not blood."

  He turned and stared at the piece of shit. "I'll give you one more chance. Don't be fucking stupid. I want her for twenty-four hours to use as I wish. Not an hour less or an hour more. In exchange, I will defer to every single original item that you listed during the initial negotiations, and pay the full purchase price."

  Aiden didn't hesitate as the smile crept across his face. "She’s a virgin, you know," Aiden said shrewdly. "Five million for her cherry."

  Lucas stood still, not even blinking an eyelash. "Insane."

  "Ok, two million then. I guarantee she'll be worth it."

  "Two hundred and fifty thousand," Lucas replied.

  A frown marred Aiden's features. "Did I mention her tits are like-"

  Aiden stopped talking as Reagan passed by wearing the most scandalous bathing suit. Aiden couldn't contain his smile. Perfect timing, he thought.

  Both watched as she smiled at them and walked out back to the pool. When she was gone, Aiden chuckled and said, "Three, no lower."

  "One. Final offer."

  With a couple of minor conditions, they verbally sealed the deal which would be signed the following month and Lucas left their estate with a smile on his face. If Aiden only knew what had just happened his head would spin.

  **

  When Aiden delivered the bourbon and glasses to his sister's bedroom, Lucas ordered him to return to his room and then closed the door on him. Sick voyeuristic bastard, Lucas thought to himself. He set the bottle and glasses on the side table and grabbed his satchel and retrieved a few candles. He lit them, giving the space a light orange glow. Bright light spilled from the bathroom where Reagan was still in the shower. He was sure she was washing away off all of the cum from her body and he decided to check on her.

  The oversized luxurious shower had twin nozzles and a built in marble bench. Through the steamy glass doors, Lucas could see the blurred outline of Reagan. He could see her hands pressed against the wall while the water showered down onto her long locks. He could see the tantalizing view of her back and her delicious round ass. His cock twitched and he licked his lips as he thought about licking between those ass cheeks, feeling the puckered hole of her anus with his tongue.

  Time for round two.

  He took a second to press the button on the intercom which activated voice and the cameras. He watched her intently, his eyes feasting on her lush body. He grabbed his hardening cock and started to stroke it. Lucas watched as she reached for the soap, not noticing him yet and worked up a lather, caressing her own breasts. Fuck, she had great tits! He couldn't wait to suck on them again, feel them in his large hands and roll those hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger. His mouth went dry when she reached down to wash her pussy. Her fingers delving between her legs and around and between the twin globes of her firm young ass finally drove him to pounce his prey once again.

  In one fluid motion, he slid the shower door open and entered the hot steamy enclosure. Reagan quickly turned around with a gasp. Her eyes flew down to the sight of his raging hard on, thrusting outward like a steel pole and she backed up against the tile wall.

  "I thought you said I could take a shower?" she hissed clenching her fists.

  "Turn around." Lucas gave her a predatory grin. She did as she was told, not wanting to fight him. The hot droplets cascaded down on them both and the heat felt amazing. How convenient that she had a shower big enough for a few people. He placed his hands on her hips rubbing her soapy skin as the head of his stiff cock poked her ass cheeks.

  His lips nestled by her ear and he whispered, "Let's fuck, Reagan." He knew Aiden would be listening and watching. He was a sick fuck in Lucas' eyes. "Let's have some fun and change the game up. You tell me how you want it this time." His hand slid up her torso until he reached her full breasts. He squeezed them and felt her nipples harden under his touch. He rolled them between his fingers and bent over and nipped at her neck gently. Reagan began to pant and felt her hips move against him.

  "Tell me exactly how you want me to fuck you." He continued to tweak one nipple as his other hand slid down and found her clit. While he stroked her sensitive nub and tweaked her nipple, he had her squirming with pleasure in a matter of minutes. "I was going to fuck that pretty little ass of yours," he said in a deep, husky voice. Her cunt clamped around his finger just as he finished his sentence.

  "What?" He laughed. "You like that idea, don't you?"

  She only turned her face away. He took his finger from her wet pussy and circled the pinched hole of her virgin ass.

  "Mmm." he groaned.

  She shuddered in his arms and a low moan rippled from her throat. Smiling to himself, he slicked up his finger and pushed it into her asshole. Reagan moaned louder. Keeping his finger in her ass, he reached around with his other hand and plunged two fingers into her cunt.

  "Fuck, you're so wet, Reagan," he murmured into her ear. "Oh, you like it when I play with your ass."

  "No," she cried weakly. "Stop, don't make me..."

  Lucas pumped his fingers in and out of her asshole and grinned, loving every second of it. "I don't have to make you do anything, little one. You're pussy is soaking wet for me, and certainly not because of the shower. Your clit is throbbing against my finger and your heart is racing. Your body is screaming to be fucked up the ass."

  "Fuck you!" she hissed and turned around causing his fingers to pop out of her pussy and anus. Her eyes blazed with defiance as she held his stare not backing down. His eye's narrowed and they looked like angry swirls of dark blue. As she stood under the pelting stream of water, she knew she made a mistake.

  Lucas pinned her with a rigid stare that sent a shiver down her body and then took her by the arms, pinning them up, over her head against the tile. "I don’t think you understand. I'm in charge here. You are here for MY enjoyment. I bought you." He paused holding her arms in a steely grip. "You fucking loved what I did to you earlier. Fucking loved it! Though you were too afraid to admit it."

  Reagan gaped at him in shock. "Yes, Reagan. You begged me to fuck you. The sooner you admit it, the sooner you'll accept it."

  She shook her head again. "Stop saying that. I had no choice."

  His face was only an inch away from hers. "You came, Reagan. Twice and you fucking loved it!" He snarled.

  She looked at him with vengeance in her eyes. "You sadistic son of a bitch!"

  He laughed. "You don't have a fucking clue what sadistic is, Reagan. But you're about to find out."

  Chapter 6

  He forced her down on her knees, fisted a hand in her strawberry blonde hair and pulled back so that her chin tilted up and he could clearly see her large doe shaped hazel eyes. His cock jutted out in front of her.

  "Suck my cock." He growled.

  He braced himself so that one hand was against the tile wall and his feet were against the bench. This allowed him to angle his body for more extreme penetration if this is what he chose.

  A devilish grin pulled to his lips as he watched her open her mouth and he shoved his cock inside. He plunged deeply and concentrated on his cock disappearing into her beautiful mouth. His balls slapped against her chin as he rocked his hips and rammed himself down her throat. Fuck! Only a few minutes passed and with complete torture, he pulled out groaning.

  "Up." He commanded. Lucas watched her obey. "Turn around."

  He grasped her hip and pushed her shoulder to bend her forward. Then he kicked her feet apart with his own to spread her legs. Absolutely perfect. Bending his knees, he angled the head of his hard cock at her entrance and shoved. This was not the careful, indulgent coupling he'd given her earlier. He didn’t give a shit whether she came or not or gave any attention to her pleasure. All he wanted was to exert his power over her. This was pure animalistic fury. He pounded her so hard that her feet kept sliding. Every hard thrust, he gave a loud grunt,
only because it felt so fucking good and he knew her brother was listening.

  "You're so...uuh!...fucking...uuh!...tight," he growled out the words between grunts. He felt the jerk of his cock as he shot his cum deep inside her as the water cascaded down on both of them.

  When he caught his breath, he pulled out and Reagan backed up against the wall. Ignoring her, he grabbed the soap and washed himself off. He rinsed, took one last glance at her and then left the shower, grabbing a towel before leaving the bathroom. This was crazy; he would not feel bad about what he had just done.

  A few moments later he heard the water stop running. She wrapped herself in a towel and then dried her hair with a smaller towel. As she walked out of the bathroom, he guided her to the bed.

  His eyes locked with hers. "No restraints for now." He said gesturing her to get under the covers and then poured her a glass of bourbon. "Drink this. Then we should get some sleep."

  Reagan drank the liquor in one shot. She wasn't a fan, but right now she needed it. She closed her eyes and shook her head as the liquor left a fiery trail down her throat and warmed her belly. She was utterly exhausted and could barely move. Her arms and legs felt like jelly as she lay down. The clock read four twenty-five. No wonder she was so tired.

  Lucas climbed into bed next to her and finished his glass of bourbon. Her rhythmic breathing and her lovely face made him feel strangely sated, almost a feeling of content. Normally every waking moment was about business. Always extending his reach in his corporate deals. Even during sex, he would be thinking about business and the next approach on how to increase his bottom dollar. His sexual satisfaction was the only thing that equaled his drive for wealth and power. But since he had first met Reagan, everything seemed nonexistent to him. Reagan did something to him, that he couldn't even understand himself. His vast corporate empire continued without him, as it should. Lucas hired only the most competent executives that could run his business for several weeks without him, but for once he was free from the burden of his business and could solely focus on the situation that was playing out now.