Page 6 of Calling Her Bluff

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At 9:55, Allison was sitting in the back corner of the library at the one table in the sports section. Her parents hadn’t been at all suspicious when she’d told them she was going to the library to do research while it was quiet. In fact, her father had seemed rather pleased to hear how seriously she was taking school, although her mother was clearly of the opinion her daughter didn’t actually need a degree. After all, a degree wasn’t a guarantee of a husband.

She was determined never to see Todd again after this. It didn’t matter how much he turned her on or how much fun she’d had with him at the bar before the sexual stuff started. Disappointing her parents was not an option.

To this end, she had dressed as unattractively as possible, wearing granny panties, baggy sweatpants, her thickest bra, and a short-sleeved turtleneck. In her wallet was five thousand dollars in cash, almost her entire spending allowing from her father for the semester, but she was sure Todd would go for the money. Feeling sad or disappointed was just plain stupid. Sitting quietly, hunched over, she was tapping her foot, impatient to get all of this over with.

Finally, he came around the corner, looking better than ever. She may have dressed to dissuade, but he was obviously dressed to impress. A tight black shirt set off his muscle tone and his hair while worn jeans hung loosely from his hips. One lock of hair fell down on his forehead, drawing attention to his warm brown eyes. He didn’t appear to be carrying anything. Damn. They’d either have to meet again if she was going to pay him off for the video and deleting the pictures or go to his place. On the other hand, going to his place might be better because then she’d be able to make sure he deleted all the pictures… but would she be able to control what happened if they went back to his apartment?

She squirmed uncomfortably as he sat next to her, hating the heat going through her traitorous body as she looked at him. The sooner she paid him off and got him out of her life, the better. Allison couldn’t afford to have someone like Todd around, tempting her off the path she’d set for herself.

“So, Allison, how are you doing?”

“That’s not what we’re here to talk about.” Her voice was a whisper, a sharp contrast to his amused tones, not that there was anyone around to hear them, but she had to be careful. “I want that tape and any copies you’ve made, and I want you to delete all the pictures off your computer. I have five thousand dollars in my purse I’ll give to you now, and we’ll go and take care of that immediately.”

Todd leaned back in his chair, adopting a thoughtful expression. Her insides tightened. He was going to go for it… wasn’t he?

“Well, Princess, that’s a tempting offer, but I’m not really interested in the money. And while I’d certainly like to get you back to my place,”—his wink told her exactly how he’d like to see her in his place—“we don’t need to go there right now. I’m sure we can come to an agreement on how you can get the tape and the five copies I’ve made.” He grinned at her expression—confusion chased by desire chased by fear chased by excitement. Yeah, she was really into the blackmail thing even though it obviously scared her.

“And the pictures?” She was definitely looking more nervous now.

“Already gone. Why do I need pictures when I have such a lovely video to watch?” The feeling of power over the gorgeous, untouchable Allison Bradford was intoxicating. He’d always considered himself to be fairly dominant in the bedroom, but this took the thrill far beyond being on top or tying a girl to his bed. He hadn’t been able to believe his ears when she’d admitted wanting to be blackmailed or realized how into it he’d get, but it was a powerful aphrodisiac.

“What do you want?” Her voice was more of a hiss than a whisper, but it was as if she was play-acting. There was a quality of sensual excitement to her demeanor, even her unflattering clothes couldn’t hide.

He grinned at her. “I just want to take you on a date, Allison. One date for each video, six dates in all. That’s not so bad, is it?”

“Dates?” Allison pursed her lips. “That’s it?”

She winced as she heard the disappointment in her voice. Todd’s body shifted, obviously aware of the words left unspoken, looking like nothing less than a predator moving in for the kill.

“Yes, Princess, but there will be some rules on these dates.” He reached out and stroked her hair as he leaned forward, staring into her eyes. Unconsciously, she leaned into his hand. “For one, I’ll be completely in charge—where we go, what we do, how it ends, what you wear.” Trailing his fingers down her neck, he reached her breasts and frowned at the thickness of the clothing between his hand and her flesh. “For instance, this would definitely not be acceptable.”

He lifted her shirt up, and she moved as if to resist, then stiffly dropped her hands to her sides, turning her reddened faced away as he pulled her breasts from her bra, settling them on top of the now-folded down cups. Pulling at her nipples, he smiled as she tried to hide her arousal.

“You do whatever I say while we’re on our date, and at the end of each one, you get a tape. And I promise not to make any more.”

Allison shuddered in reaction to the slight tugs on her nipples and his words. If anyone could push her boundaries and make her go wild, it would be Todd. Did she feel guilty about how her parents would react if they were to get even the slightest hint of what was going on? Yes. She’d put herself in this position, but part of her was yearning for this, had possibly hoped for this when she’d drunkenly confessed her desires to Todd. None of the other men she’d dated would have taken advantage of her confession. Besides, she would have never told any of them; they wouldn’t have understood.

Nerves buzzing, her stomach flip-flopping Allison was about to agree when she had a sudden thought.

“No sleepovers. I wouldn’t be able to explain that to my parents.”

He nodded, that was reasonable.

“No overnighters—unless you decide to stay over, of course. If you fall asleep, I’m not going to wake you up, and if you need a ride home, you’ll have to wait until I wake up in the morning to take you.” His fingers rubbed her nipples gently, and she closed her eyes, shivering with the pleasant sensations coursing through her. God, she was so wet. Todd placed his whole hands over her breasts and began squeezing and kneading the globes, making her squirm in her seat with arousal.

“Deal,” she said with a breathy voice, trying to stifle her moans. He pinched her nipples tightly, and she whimpered, arching her back into the exquisitely painful compression. Then he released, and she opened her eyes, disappointed. The hungry look in his eyes told her this wasn’t over yet.

“Time to seal the deal, Princess.” Grinning, he unzipped his pants, then laced his fingers behind his head as he leaned back and nodded at the opening to his pants. “And uh… stay as you are.”

Her hands drifted away from the hem of her shirt. Wanting to cover-up had been instinctual, but it really didn’t matter if someone came back here and saw her breasts at this point because they’d also see her lips wrapped around his cock. Sliding off her chair, she dropped to her knees, pulling the jeans away from his groin, gulping as his thick meat sprang out from the confines of his pants. Giving head was not Allison’s favorite thing—she much preferred receiving and paying the guy back with a handjob—but she needed the tapes back. On her knees, in his power, not having a choice, made the situation much sexier, and she found she was actually excited about giving him head.

She lowered her mouth to his dick, delicately licking the tip in a show of reluctance. After a few moments, he lowered his hands from behind his head and used the right one to grab her hair, winding it about his fingers, the left tugging her nipple.

“You can do better than that.”

Pushing her head and pulling on her nipples, he leveraged her mouth onto his cock. She sucked the head, using her tongue to add to the sensations before he increased the pressure on the back of her head and began to push her down. The thick cock was so massively wide, she swore she felt her jaw pop as she tried to accommodate it. It was heavy and hot, pushing down on her tongue and nudging against the back of her tonsils.

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