A Deal With The Devil by Sophie J Brain (best ereader for academics TXT) 📕

“I meant on the sofa” she replied.

Will nodded; of course that was what she had meant. How foolish was he? They were friends. Maybe he wanted more but she obviously had things to work through before that could happen.

“Thank you” he murmured.

She stood up unsteadily and waved at sink “I will do them tomorrow, don’t worry about them.”

“All right” he smiled, he walked to her and kissed on her the cheek.

She turned her head and kiss him again but on the lips “you are lovely.”

He pulled her to him and kissed her deeper, his tongue entered her mouth and he did all he could to make it good for her. He teased her tongue with his and smiled as he heard her moan.

Her hand moved to his head and she stroked his hair softly. He hardened immediately and pushed her against the closed door. She moaned softly and pulled him closer to her.

Jen blinked at her actions, she didn’t know what she was doing but he made her feel good and she wanted the good to continue.

“Wait” he order as he gentle pulled down her trousers and panties.

“Will?” she asked.

“It’s all right” he replied.

He guided her back to the sofa and opened her legs out. Once she was exposed he moved his mouth to her vagina and started licking. With each lick she felt something inside of her grow, she had never enjoyed sex before but with Will it was different. With Will everything seemed to be different. Where everyone else had been fast and rough, Will was slow and soft.

Each time he made a movement it was like a small electric shock went up her legs to her belly and she knew it was growing into something fantastic. She moaned and begged for more, she needed to know what was at the end, she needed to feel what it was like to orgasm. She needed him to show her what it was like to be loved.

After ten minutes of him licking and teasing her, the feeling in her stomach became overwhelming. Just as she thought she wouldn’t be able to take anymore of torture her whole world exploded. She found herself transported to the ceiling as she floated back down to her body.

Will grinned as he watched Jen regain her posture. He had never been too good at oral so he was glad that he had been able to make her orgasm. He took her hand and helped her to her bedroom.

“Will, you are amazing” she whispered “’you must really love me.”

He blinked at her words as he picked up her trousers and panties and replied truthfully “yes I do love you Jen.”

She nodded as he put her into bed as she sleepily turned to her side he heard her murmured “I do know you know.”

“What do you know?” he asked.

“I know that I’m not to blame” she yawned “I know that all the stuff that happened, wasn’t my fault.”

Will nodded and closed the door quietly. He walked back and into the lounge and wondered if she even realised what she had just revealed.

Chapter Ten

The next morning and Jen is about to wake up to reality.

He had his hands in her hair and was pulling softly. Jen moaned to herself and moved closer to his body. He was firm, just as she had remembered, and he was strong. He pulled her closer and pulled harder on her hair, Jen stopped moaning and winced with pain.

She looked up with confused eyes and saw him smile dangerously. Her heart sank as she realised she had misunderstood what he wanted. She should have known better than to expect love.

He pushed her down onto the bed and immediately covered her body with his. She didn’t try to move away as she knew better than that. She knew what she had to do.

He kissed her neck and moved his hands along her legs until he reached her pussy. She winces as his fingers prodded and probed at her clitoris. He had always been rough with her.

Slowly he moved his cock to her entrance and started to thrust inside her. Each movement he made caused her more pain and all she wanted was for it to stop.

“What are you doing?” he grunted.

She blinked as she realised that she had been pushing at his chest.

“Stop” he moaned as he hit her face.

She shook her head, she didn’t want it. She wanted him to stop. She pushed at him again with more force and he moved off her. She sighed with relief until he grabbed her hair and moved her mouth to his cock. Before she could do anything, his cock was deep in her mouth. He was so deep that she began to gag from it.

She narrowed her eyes; she didn’t want to comply to him anymore. She pushed him away and moved to the other side of the room.

“What are you doing?” He gasped.

She shook her head “I don’t want this.”

“I don’t care what you want” he growled. He started to walk towards her and-

Jen woke up with a start and blinked. It wasn’t the first time she had had a dream like that but it was the first time she had refused the person in it. What did that mean? She was used to complying with what men wanted, in her dreams and in life, it was all she knew.

Phil had made it clear that she wouldn’t amount to anything more than being a slut. She had spent her whole adult life living up to that, why should her subconscious changed things now?

She blinked as fuzzy memories of the night before played in her mind and groaned. She had let Will give her oral sex, what had she been thinking? She was supposed to be keeping her distance. Jen couldn’t stop a small smile from spreading as she remembered what he had made her feel. She had had her first orgasm and it had been fantastic. She wanted more but she wasn’t sure how she could.

She glanced at the clock and got out of bed. She needed to sort out Caroline’s breakfast and she would have to make something for Will as well.

She quietly walked into the kitchen and picked up the empty wine bottle from the sink. She winced, no wonder she had let her guard down, how much had she drank the night before?

More memories filtered thought and she sat down in shock as she remembered what Will had told her the night before. Will loved her? She shook her head, she must have misunderstood him.

She heard him stir from the sofa and sit up, he grinned at her boyishly “morning Jen.” She smiled “Morning, how you feeling?”

“Dreadful” he replied “I’m not much of a wine drinker, I might pull a sicky off work.” “You can’t do that” Jen murmured.

“Of course I can” Will replied as stood up “and you can too if you want.”

Jen did want to but she couldn’t upset Matthews, what would happen if he found out that she had spent the day with Will? He would make sure she was punished and he was already violent enough.

She shook her head “I can’t, he would know right away. I have never had a sick day.”

“Never?” Will asked.

“I always just go in when I’m sick” Jen admitted, only just realising how foolish she sounded. Why had she never taken a sick day? She had never been truly sick at work, except that time she had had food poisoning. She had spent more time in the loo than she had at her desk but she has still shown up. Matthew’s would have had her guts for garters if she hadn’t.

Jen frowned, what had happened to her? At one time she had been brave and strong. She had stood up for herself and she hadn’t been scared to take risks, when had that changed? It wasn’t the first time she had thought about who she used to be. She usually put pin pointed the moment of change to the moment she found out she was pregnant but she knew it was earlier than that.

The moment she had become weak had been the moment she had let Mr. Turner fuck her on Phil’s sofa. She knew she should have pushed him away, she knew she should have fought back, but she hadn’t and that moment had forever defined and altered who she was.

She looked at Will, as he looked at her with compassion, and she realised she still had some courage in her. Without really thinking she nodded “all right then, let’s do it.”

“So your mother remarried?”

Jen nodded as she chewed on her lunch. They had decided to reheat the remains of the previous night’s pizza. “That’s right, she married Colin about sixteen years again.”

Will nodded, he wasn’t sure how he had managed to persuade Jen to take the day off. One minute she had been against it and the next she had been almost insisted. He wasn’t even sure why he had asked in the first place. There was no logical reason for it except he wanted more of her company. The previous night had he told her that he loved her and he realised he had been telling the truth.

He wasn’t sure when it had happened or who but he loved her. He needed to know all there was about her and he wanted to make her realise just how much she was worth. He wanted to help her realise that she had been exploited as a teenager.

Despite her words the previous night, Will doubted that she truly accepted the truth. She seemed to have twisted it in her head so that she was the one to blame.

“Why do you ask?” Jen murmured.

Will shrugged “just interested in your life.” Jen wiggled in her seat “you know all the important things. You know my past.”

She looked down as she spoke and gentle moved her face so she was looking at him “do you think I won’t love you because of your past?”

Jen’s eyes widened, she had put his words to the back of her mind, assuming them to be nothing more than drunken ramblings, but now he was saying them again. Why was he saying these things? Surely he couldn’t mean them.

Slowly she put her pizza on the plate and tried to sound amused as she replied “don’t say that.”

He took hold of her hand “I mean it Jen, I love you.”

She shook her head and stood up “you can’t love me, you weren’t supposed to love me!”

Will stood up, shocked by her reaction and confused by her choice of words “what do you mean; I wasn’t supposed to love you?”

She shook her head “I needed for you to not love me, I don’t want to hurt you like I hurt Phil.”

Will sighed, it seemed everything came back around to Phil. How could he make her see that she wasn’t to blame? How could he make her see that she was worthy of his love?

He walked to her and kissed her softly on the lips, he felt her melt into his arms and he scooped her up and moved to the sofa. They fell onto the sofa together amidst giggles and