Beg Me

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Lucas made his way up the stairs at two thirty in the morning and walked down the hall carrying a small satchel on his left shoulder. When he reached Reagan's room he turned to his bodyguard that hovered over him and whispered. "No one comes in."

"Yes, sir," Frankie said and nodded to his employer.

Lucas quietly opened the door to Reagan's room and eased his way in slowly shutting the door behind him. His eyes took in the surroundings as the moonlight flooded through the window giving him the perfect amount of light to see and move around freely.

He took a step to the edge of the bed as the light from the window illuminated Reagan's beautiful figure lying on the bed. He could see she was in a very deep sleep and he didn't want to wake her. Not yet. She was lying on the right side of the four-poster California king bed, her arms spread out across the pillows. His eyes trailed her lush body that was concealed beneath the thin sheet and her silky long strawberry blonde hair was fanned out on the pillow. He felt his c**k swell as he imagined what it was going to feel like when he gripped her hair with his fists.

He licked his lips in anticipation. Not yet, he told himself.

He opened the small satchel that he was carrying and attached a special restraint to each of the four bedposts. Each soft casing held a mechanism that allowed him to have control of his prisoner's range of movement by increasing and decreasing the amount of slack in the cable. A devilish grin splayed across his face as he carefully removed the thin sheet that was covering her torso and legs. Not one sound or movement came from her. She was still in a heavy sleep. His head turned, looking up at each corner of the ceiling where Aiden had installed tiny cameras that you could barely see with the n***d eye. It gave a full view of the bed and entire room.

He tightened the silk robe he was wearing as he approached the edge of the bed. His eyes trailed her long legs up to the juncture between her thighs. His gaze rested on her p***y that was covered with pink sheer lace panties.

Fuck, she was beautiful, he thought. He continued his gaze up her flat stomach to the small tee shirt she was wearing. Her n*****s had hardened beneath the thin fabric from the coldness in the air. Her full lips, creamy olive skin, and dark sooty lashes were making his c**k stir below in his robe. Not wanting to wait for a second longer, he moved quickly and placed the pliable rubber bracelets to her wrists and ankles and reached out, brushing his thumbs over her taut n*****s. He cupped one full breast in his palm, squeezing slightly and then rubbed the stiff peak. His eyes ran to her face when she moaned softly in her sleep at his touch.

Losing his control, he squeezed tightly around the one breast and she licked her lips and moaned again. He leaned over and slid his hand along her inner thigh, his thumb and fingers lightly grazing her p***y through

the fabric.

"Mmm..." She moved slightly. Lucas could feel his excitement build as the blood flowed down to his c**k at the sight before him and the events that were about to play out. He slid his hands along her arms and grasped her

wrists, his face only an inch from hers as he whispered. "Reagan, wake up." His fingers once again grazed her p***y lips over the fabric and she stirred. "Wake up Reagan." He whispered again.

He watched as she slowly opened her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. Her eyes fluttered open and then they focused on him. Her eyes were wide orbs of hazel and instantly filled with fear and confusion.

“What the fu-” She said.

Reagan was in utter shock. When her brain finally comprehended what the f**k was happening she totally lost it. Ferris was covered in only a silk robe and when she tried to sit up, she discovered she was bound to the bed. Panic consumed her as she realized the bastard had tied her up! She strained uselessly against the bonds and screamed. "AIDEN! HELP! Please help me, Aiden!"

Ferris clamped a hand over her mouth, silencing her. "Shhh," he growled. "No one is going to save you, Reagan." She stared up at him and all she saw was malevolent gems. There was no compassion in his dark blue eyes. No guilt or sympathy. Reagan didn't believe him as she glared at him, waiting for her brother to respond to her scream. There was only silence. No one came as the minutes passed by, the two of them with their eyes locked on one another.

"Reagan, there is no need to scream." He removed his hand slowly from her mouth and smiled.

"What the f**k are you doing? Why am I tied up?" she spat.

Unbelievably he lowered his head and nuzzled her neck, answering, "You're part of this weekend's business deal, I'm afraid." He licked and nipped her earlobe sharply with his teeth, making her gasp and fight the restraints once again. "Aiden made this deal so appealing, that I just couldn't refuse."

Lucas shifted his weight and laid his hands back on her breasts, kneading them through her tee shirt.

"Take your f*****g hands off me!" She narrowed her eyes at him, willing every bit of angry hatred she felt in her words. "Conducting a business deal with my brother doesn't entitle you to feel me up!"

A devilish grin pulled at his lips. "Oh but you're wrong Reagan. You are the biggest part of the business deal. f**k, you taste so good," He growled, his breath hot against her neck. "Like vanilla."

Reagan strained and twisted her body in an effort to get the bastard off of her but it was useless. It only made him laugh. "You're insane. My brother would never do this."

Ferris raised his head, staring down at her and c****d an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? I'm taking over your brother's business, Reagan and you were part of that deal whether you like it or not."

"You're f*****g crazy!" She spat through gritted teeth. He rolled her n*****s rough between his fingers as he let out a deep laugh. "You don't know your step-brother very well. I assure you he has and in the fine print of the addendum he signed tonight, he gave you to me."

"f**k you! You're lying. AIDEN!" She screamed. "What did you do to him?"

Ferris let out another amused laugh and then stood up, shaking his head, and opened the bedroom door. When she turned her head and saw her brother standing there, she froze. It felt as though all the blood in her body had just been drained. Her brain refused to function or try to adapt to the reality of what was happening. This can't be happening. No! He was the only family she had left. How could he do this?

"Aiden?" Confusion marred Reagan's features.

"Do what he says, Reagan," her brother said coldly without emotion. It was like an icy dagger had just impaled her heart.

"Aiden? No! You can't do this! Please, you can't be serious?" She felt the first tear roll down the side of her cheek as she looked at her brother's vacant icy stare. "You're the only family I have Aiden. Please don't do this to me. Please." She begged.

Lucas shook his head and firmly ushered her brother back into the hallway. She could hear them talking in whispered tones and couldn't make out what they were saying. This has to be a f*****g nightmare. How could he do this to her? She loved him, was always loyal to him. f**k!