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London Will Burn - Chapter Two.

Told you I wouldn't leave you waiting for long, besties! Thank you so much for all your engagement, it makes me so happy to read your enjoyment of the story. Well, here we go, then. Sexy times below! ;)

Previous chapters - One

Tag list - In the comments, please DM to be added/removed

Words - 3,207

Warnings - 18+ content throughout. Minors DNI.

The Wallace homestead. A gigantic townhouse standing statuesque in the centre of Richmond Upon Thames, Kew to be precise. It was most definitely a money address, and Rin expected no less. It stood tall, strong and foreboding, much like the family who resided there.

Thank goodness she was being taken within its walls as a welcome guest, she thought.

If only she realised the truth. She’d have run as far as she could have gotten away from the duplicitous man who took her hand and led her up the steps, into the house and up two floors to his bedroom.

“Wait here a moment,” he murmured, hands roaming her, lips pressing a kiss against her neck. “I need to tidy.”

Grasping his suit jacket, she pulled him nearer, purring softly as her fingertips trailed over his short, neat beard. God, he hadn’t even kissed her lips yet and she was in erotic overload. “I don’t mind mess.”

He straightened, hands clasping her face. “I do.” His mouth ghosted hers, rumbling a laugh when her tongue shot out to lick his cupid’s bow, reaching to smack her arse. “Patience.” He slid into his bedroom, closing the door with a soft click, the space immaculate as always. He detested anything being left out of place, but he needed a moment all the same.

Taking his phone out, he put it on silent, walking around to the side of the bed and placing it behind the lamp, pressing down on the large piece of Blu-Tac he’d previously placed there, keeping the phone in place once he’d set it to video and began the recording.

Only the camera lens remained poking out from behind the heavy silver lamp. She wouldn’t notice it if he kept that lamp off, switching the one on the adjacent bedside table on, illuminating the gloom of his bedroom. It was an uncharacteristically dull spring in London, thus not offering much in the way of bright daylight to brighten a room, and he wanted as much illumination as he could get. The video had to be clear.

Returning to the door, he pulled it open, greeting her with the kind of look that could easily buckle a set of knees, Rin still feeling the tumult of excited energy zapping through her. ‘Oh god, I’m about to have sex with Sean, oh bloody hell is this really happening to me?’ she thought. It had been so fast paced, even for someone as upfront as her.

When they both knew exactly what they wanted, why engage further in the lead up, though? Why waste time teasing it, when they could just enjoy instead?

She knew enjoyment was exactly what she would receive as his mouth met hers at last, the kiss soft to begin with before the heat began to rise, his beard prickling her lips as their tongues rolled together. Her hands moved to unknot his tie as he shrugged his jacket off, the dance of undress as slow waltz to begin with, until hunger dictated a greater need, Rin undoing all of two buttons upon his shirt before simply tearing it open.

His chest was gorgeous, wide and defined without being too chiselled, her hands touring the planes of his back as she pressed herself against him, moaning softly into his mouth. There was more finesse to the removal of her clothes, Sean savouring in the reveal. That didn’t mean the heat of need ceased to burn through him, though, the want within him spiralling. Just because his designs were not solely motivated by the need to fuck her did not mean he wouldn’t thoroughly enjoy the experience.

“God,” he breathed, pulling from her mouth and standing back to look at her once his deft fingers had removed the black lace underwear. “Now there’s beauty.”

She smiled, hands tugging down his trousers and boxers, Sean stepping from them and straightening once more as she grasped his cock, her eyes flitting down. “And there’s one hell of a thick cock. Wow. I bet it feels even better than it looks.”

He pushed her back on the bed, smirking with satisfaction, beginning to peel down her long, black socks. “I’ve been assured many times that it does.” With her lying spread and bare before him, her folds already glistened with wetness, the urge to simply sink himself balls deep into her was a hard temptation to fight, bringing his thumb to her slit and mouth to her inner thigh.

Hot kisses peppered her skin, Rin biting her lip with a little hum as she felt him spreading the petals of her sex, his thumb stroking through her wet, looking up to see the anticipation dancing in her eyes. All he had to do was move that thumb a fraction upwards and it’d be skimming her clit, but devilish as he was, he left her waiting on it.

Keening against his touch, she could barely believe how wet he’d gotten her, just from his kisses while undressing her. The sting of arousal throbbed through her core, craving gratification, her need not sated any by his mouth drawing nearer, licking a hot swipe over the uppermost junction of her thigh. Squirming, she attempted to pull him closer, closing her thighs only to have him prise them back open with his elbows, turning his head to lay a bite against her thigh.

A single word followed his sharply delivered scold. “Patience.”

“I’ve never been very good at that.”

Moving back up her body, his tongue licked a long line from her navel to her neck, staring down at her with a soft frown. “If you don’t show it, I’ll only make you wait longer.”

Her lips tightened, grumbling in protest. “Tease.”

“I am,” he confirmed, head dipping to suck her nipple. “I’m also worth the wait.”

She didn’t doubt that for a second as he worked his way back over her skin with licks and kisses, amping her frustrations further by laying a kiss upon her pubic mound, tongue flickering, so very nearly catching her folds, his mouth then moving to her hip instead. Damn him.

His hands toured the slender, strong muscles of her thighs, borne of years in the saddle. He could only quietly imagine with much eagerness just how well she’d ride him. His tease was merciless, almost bringing his thumb where she needed it most, a tiny touch against her bud before descending to push lightly against her streaming opening.

He had her teetering on the edge of desperation just enough that when he finally did meet her folds with a long lick, the sound torn from her was almost primal. That first touch of wet heat gliding over her clit made her hips bounce, his hands holding her down, tongue dragging through her folds again and again until she virtually whimpered.

He knew exactly what he was doing. Oh, to finally have a guy between her legs who had more than just a vague clue over how to please a woman. Sean Wallace, as she would swiftly learn, had a fucking encyclopaedia of knowledge relating to all things sexual. The bud of her clit swelled hot against his tongue, each lick rolling slowly, smiling against her as her cries filled the room.

Yes. He knew well how good he was.

Burying his tongue into the hot honey of her gaping little hole, he tongue fucked her with zeal, nose nudging her bud, experiencing a little pinch of lament that this would be the only time he’d ever get to have her. “Just fucking enjoy fucking her for all she’s worth and remember the goal.” he thought, hands smoothing over her skin, grasping her breasts while returning his tongue to her clit.

As languid circles were replaced with fast flickers, Rin closed her eyes tight as the pleasure streaked up her spine, her head lost between the downy pillows, her fingernails trawling over his scalp. When he closed his full lips upon her and sucked, he sent her on a direct trajectory to the stars.

“Enjoying yourself, darling?”

She could see him grinning at her against the slick mess he’d licked her to, tongue once again rapid in motion. “Fucking hell, yes!” she cried, her groan almost strangulated at feeling two fingers slip in effortless glide into her heat. “You’re damned lucky I haven’t knotted my legs around your neck.”

He grunted a chuckle, deep and raspy. “I wouldn’t mind, just as long as you don’t asphyxiate me. I cannot deny I’d die a happy man with a mouthful of your pretty little cunt, though.”

She raised an eyebrow, sharply inhaling a breath when his fingertips pushed firmly into her g spot. “You need to dick me down thoroughly before I’ll let you expire.”

He emerged from between her legs, kissing his way up her body until he reached her mouth. “Oh that’s an absolute given. Minus the expiration.” Kissing her slow and dirty, his fingers remained nudging deep inside her, a low groan echoing in his throat when he felt her grasp his cock.

Her touch was much more proficient than he’d been expecting, screwing his eyes tightly shut and pulling from her mouth, burying his against the side of her neck. She left him bereft for a second, pausing to stroke her hand over the sodden mess of her sex, returning to slip a soft clutch over the head of his hardness.

He twitched against her, abs shuddering, firming further to each squeeze as he began to pant hard into the curve of her shoulder. When after wetting her fingers with a lick, her other hand joined it to circle over the tip of his cock, it was all he could do not to flatten her to the bed and pound the life out of her.

He would not lose control, though.

Those delicate swirls, coupled with her other hand working in slow, firm pumping strokes on his shaft sent his shudders right to his thighs. Oh, she was good. Too good, fire licking the pit of his groin as he began to sway into the clasp of her hand.

“Mmm, you want to be in me so badly right now, don’t you? Yeah, I bet it’s all you can think of, isn’t it, absolutely ruining me with your dick.”

With those words burning through his brain, the tentative grasp upon the control he sought not to lose slipped from his grasp, his hand reaching to yank open the bedside table drawer and pull out a condom.

“Oh, you’re going to get it now, little vixen,” he spoke, removing the thin tube of latex from its packet and beginning to roll it on.

Rin grabbed her legs at the ankle, bringing them down to rest either side of her head. “I’m ready.” Her splayed position and wide, mirthful grin was met by an aroused growl, Sean leaning to circle a lick at her nipple while nudging her opening in tease.

When he finally pushed forth and spread her around the thick of his cock, her exclamation was but a helpless little whimper, knocked sideways by the feel of her tingling walls being so widely parted. Oh, how she hoped this might become a regular thing. A cock that beautiful wouldn’t be forgotten in a hurry, especially since right from that first moment, he showed her just how well he could use what he had.

Her mouth dropped open in exclamation, staring up at him as she panted heavily, little darts of pleasure skipping over her nerves as he fucked her steadily. His mouth closed over her other nipple, sucking as his tongue beat across it, her hands moving to trail over his thick arms.

The way he fucked her... god. It went beyond simple in out, in out penetration. He hit her at every angle, every depth, shallowly breaching her one minute only to plunge fully into her the next. His body moved almost fluidly against hers, Rin running her hands up and down his arms as she met his downward movements with a little upward punt of her hips, pulling him to her, losing herself in a tangle of messy kisses as they panted against one another.

“You look even more beautiful, you know, when you’re being fucked mindless,” he rumbled, his voice gone to gravel entirely as he bit her lower lip with a hungry groan. Clasping her jaw in his grasp, he hit her deeper with a few more sharply delivered thrusts, the need to quicken taking over for a few moments, her wails making his pulse flip wildly before he brought himself under control again. “God, you’re absolutely gorgeous.”

He nuzzled her, kissing her again, Rin a little staggered by the praise he heaped upon her. Knowing Sean even only a little, she truly hadn’t thought him the type to be this complimentary. She wouldn’t class him as unfriendly at all, or even arrogant, but she’d always considered him maybe a little too wrapped up in himself to be so extolling of another.

And then there was the passion in him, which he lavished upon her amply, kissing her, his lips travelling to her neck, his deep groans, the way he stroked her all over as that slow rhythm gave way to something with more voracity. God, the man was addictive.

His thumb moved to her clit, skating back and forth over the slick little bud, her nails grazing his chest as she cried out. Pleasure so torrid she felt on the verge of tears; that was a definite sexual first for her, being fucked so magnificently, she felt like crying.

Sitting back on his heels, he pulled her legs up over his shoulders, beginning to pound into her cunt furiously, chasing the tingles of release he could feel beginning to glimmer within him, the coil of his arousal thrashing like an angry serpent.

Moving her legs, he reached for her, pulling her up with him, Rin feeling her bum cheek sting as he grasped them both in his big hands, spanking one hard. Bloody hell, it felt good, her body moving rhythmically against his as she ground herself down on every last inch of his fat cock. Her walls fluttered around him as the pressure increased, delicious friction scraping sparks right through her, burning to her very marrow and back.

He coaxed further groans from her, repeatedly spanking her as his teeth nipped gently at her neck, Rin grasping his thick shoulders as she rode him with gusto, her body moving like a wave against his, taking a handful of her blonde waves and fisting it at the roots, pulling her head back, his tongue sliding in a slow drag up her throat until they were sharing kisses full of filthy indulgence once more.

It was the kind of perfect sex she’d only ever fantasised before, never believing that any reality could ever live up to it, and certainly not with her pre to early teen crush.

Staring at one another, it was intensity unmatched, Sean feeling himself pulled in by her sharply, so strongly that he had to keep reminding himself that he wouldn’t let his emotions be swayed by her. One time, it would only ever be this moment he would enjoy with the magmatic young woman atop him.

He constantly reminded himself of that, but it was tricky, being at the mercy of such burning pleasure, given so effortlessly by the enchantment of her cunt, her kisses, her. She made him feel the first flourishes of a truly amazing sexual connection, but it could and would not be. For a few moments though, he let himself tumble, clutching her to him, groaning in utter abandon as he felt the pleasure surging up his spine.

It suddenly felt much too intimate for him to handle, cursing his own predisposition to be emotive. Gripping her waist, he hauled her off his thighs, turning her over and re-entering the hot clasp of her cunt from behind. Rather than let his thoughts overtake him, he instead focused on the end goal, two hundred million from a man who had been foolish enough to think he would stand being crossed, and not be able to extract himself from it on his own merit.

Looking over to where his phone was concealed, he smirked directly at the lens, grasping a handful of Rin’s hair and pulling her head back as he began to pound her mercilessly. He wanted Kevin’s stomach to turn, for fury to burn hot in the centre of his chest when he saw it, the video he would edit to shorter length and send to him along with his threat. Sean wanted him to feel nothing short of fucked over, watching the man who he’d attempt to fuck over, fucking his beloved daughter like a jackhammer.

His efforts had hot pulses darting through her, Rin crying out through each ragged pant, those frantic thrusts plunging her into a release that had glimmers sizzling over ever nerve, leaving her unmoored and drowning in ecstasy as he came moments after her.

Moving to the side of the bed, his chest still heaved heavily, pulling the condom off and knotting it, lying back with a satisfied huff as he reached to grasp her bum. “Well, that’s one way to spend an hour.”

She turned onto her back, smiling sultrily. “I can think of a few more ways too, if you’re interested in extending that hour?”

“Can’t,” he lamented, shaking his head as he stroked her knee. “I have a dinner meeting at six.”

“Oh.” She looked disappointed, but made no effort to protest, or outstay her welcome. Getting up off the bed, she began to dress, Sean feeling something soothed inside that she appeared to take it for what it was. Well, what she thought it was. He pulled his boxers on, a pair of jeans and a sweater, throwing his shirt and trousers into the laundry basket in his ensuite bathroom. By the time he was done, she was standing by the door.

Leaning to him, she kissed his lips, Sean encircling her in his arms, kissing her back with heat. “This was fun. I get it, though. One time thing, it’s alright.”

He nodded. “Glad you understand. And yes, I certainly shan’t forget it in a hurry.”

He didn’t either. Not after seeing her out, retrieving his phone and stopping the recording, or editing it to trim down to a smaller file with enough evidence on there to show her clearly. In fact, not even after his dinner engagement had finished at just coming up to nine that evening, either. Sex for Sean was a mere commodity, something he indulged in and paid little mind to afterwards, as simplistic in nature as one seeking a meal for sustenance.

Women rarely remained in his thoughts for long.

Rin had wedged herself so firmly into his consciousness that come 9:10pm that night, driving himself from the restaurant, he only successfully remained in his house for a grand total of ten minutes. His destination, after changing into black jeans and a simple, dark grey t shirt? Westminster.

It was only ever meant to happen once...

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