Claimed By The Lawrence Brothers

Chapter 34

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

I'd changed my name, and I made it my mission, to find her. Eventually, when I searched her name on the Internet, I found her. She came up, on a tattoo studio website, Fever Ink.
Now for my next move, I'm moving house and heading for Gateshead. I'd left Petrina with her grandmother. I told her I'd be back for her when I've found the girl who killed her Daddy. She tried to stop me, but I made sure she understood that the girl who killed him needed to pay for her sins. She needed punishing. She was the reason he was taken away from us. So when I got myself settled into a shitty little one bed flat, I got a job. Part-time at a computer firm, and it was the place where her Dad worked. It was just secretarial work and then, I moved in on getting his attention. I'd make him notice me he'd see me looking. Every time he'd walk out of the elevator or his office. Also, if he stayed back late then, I'd stay.
One evening, I helped him in his office, sorting a few files for some company. I'd worn my very, tight short skirt and white tight blouse. Not forgetting, opening a few buttons too, just to show off my cleavage. This entire thing helped me to know he's a good-looking man. He's also one with, mouse blond hair and big bright blue eyes. His shoulders are big, and he's pretty tall. I'd say he's a good six-two. I think he's sexy. I kind of like the idea of allowing him to fuck me over his desk. The bonus of this is that it'll make killing his bitch of a daughter so much easier. Getting in with him to get to her, won't be so torturous now. The longer we sit going through the files the more I move in my seat itching to make my move.
"Are you okay, Miss Graham?"
I look up to Wayne while looking over my glasses as he asks this, and I smile. I give him my best sexy smile too and I watch when he looks at my lips. He wants me too I can tell because his eyes are telling me so. I move my blouse slightly, pretending to be hot while I fan my chest.
"Oh yes, Mr Lewis. I'm just a little warm, that's all. I mean, this room is just a little too warm. Do you mind if I open the window, just a little?"
When I asked this, he lowered his gaze to my tits. Naturally, I get a rush when I watch his lips open. Then his tongue sweeps out quenching his dry mouth, making my insides pull.
"Y-yeah, sure go ahead," he says. He's nervous now. It's just the way I want him. Slowly, I sit up and place the folder I'd been sorting through on the floor. I placed it in front of me making sure he gets a look at my cleavage. I then walk over to the window, one just at the side of us. So, I'm stretching my arm over the unit that sits in front of the window. I make sure he can see my backside when I bend over it to open it. I only open it, just a little though. Then look back at him still in this position. I notice he's looking at my backside with hungry eyes. Seeing this, I grinned. When I look back out of the window, I pretend to take in the cool night air, not wanting him to see it.
"Mm, that's so much better." I move my hips against the unit. I'm feeling pretty turned on myself with feeling his eyes on me. Then I stand back up and turn slowly to face him. He places his files on his desk while he watches me. I ask if he's okay with an innocent voice this time. His eyes snap to mine and he clears his throat, nodding his head, telling me yes he's fine. I'm still standing by the window. I'm still looking at him while I move to my cleavage again. I'm running my fingers down the open seam of my blouse, still watching him watch me as I go.
"Mr Lewis, do you do you like what you see?"
His eyes are hungry now and I can see I have him I gave him hook line and sinker, he wants me. So I slowly walk over to him and his breathing becomes a little heavier.
"W-what are you doing, Miss Graham?"
"Well, what does it look like Mr Lewis?" I tell him while I squeeze in, between him and his desk. I'm resting my backside against it. So while I'm opening my blouse, he watches. I then hear him. He's clearing his throat when he sees my black lace bra. I don't stop there. I open my blouse so he can see everything. Then I unzip my skirt, pulling it down so he can see my matching thong... Along with, my stockings and fuck-me heels. He still hasn't stopped me we've been building up to this dance and I'm not backing out now.
"Wayne, touch me now." He takes a sharp breath shaking his head. I'm losing him. "We can't do this, Miss Graham."
Fuck that! You're not backing out on me I've come too far to back out now. I move forward and shake my head slightly.
"It's okay. I want you to touch me, Wayne. I want you. I've wanted you since the first time I'd set my eyes on you. I've had so many fantasies about you touching me and about me touching you. I know you feel the same I see it Mr Lewis. I see the way you look at me too, so just relax and touch me. Touch me any way you want I'm all yours."
He hesitates, so I move forward and sit on his lap, straddling him. I'm moving my hands from his big shoulders, down his big muscled arms. After I pull them around me I make him grip hold of my backside. He moans again, squeezing my arse cheeks before pulling me against his shaft. I moan too, just with feeling, so turned on. When he pulls my heat against him I move. All the while I'm doing this, looking into his blue orbs. I bite my lip and move my hands to his belt. He doesn't stop me. After unzipping his black pressed suit pants, I reach into the waistband. I pull them down, enough to free his impressive length.
"Oh, my God. I don't think you'll fit Mr Lewis." I giggle as I take hold of him making him push into my hand. I grip him a little tighter, making him moan again. "Mr Lewis, take me. take them off now." He growls and goes to it ripping them with ease. They're only thin anyway so they ripped easily, making me giggle again. "Wow. You are strong, aren't you?" I bite my lip as I move his hand to my need, making him touch me.
"Christ! You're soaked, Linda."
"Oh, I'm like this all the time when I think of you. Wayne, you have no idea how much I've wanted you. I've wanted you so badly for some time now." I tell him this as I slowly remove my bra, so I'm completely bare to him. Only my stockings and heels remain.
I move to sit up so I can position his length to my entrance. As soon as I sink down on him, we both moan at the same time. Once we make contact, I feel my body shiver with pleasure, just with feeling so full. Digging my fingers into his big shoulders he digs his into my hips holding me to him as I ride him. I'm on the pill, so there's no chance of me getting pregnant. Oh no, I'm not that silly.
So for weeks, we'd done this getting close. I'm enjoying it. He's nice. We go out on dates and shower me with gifts. He holds me caresses me. It's like he loves me. This is something I've never felt before. I'm not sure how I should handle it, only because I have a mission to complete. He eventually took me to his home. Oh, it's huge. Well, it's huge compared to my tiny flat anyway, especially with the few acres of land that's surrounding it. Another bonus, he told me she lives with him too, which makes this a lot easier. Now though, I need him to ask me to move in. I need him to want me so badly. He'll want me to move in with him. I don't like the way she is around him she gets way too much of his attention but I have to keep my cool. I can't go letting her get suspicious of me I need to wait for my time. He eventually asked me to move in and of course, I accepted. We had a bit of a run-in when I made her sick. I made dinner, and she said I'd undercooked the chicken. I knew I cooked it perfectly. It was the pills that made her sick. I've been slowly poisoning her food with a drug that made her sleep. The other made her sick, so I intend to give her more as time goes on, but now she's stopped eating my food. She said she doesn't trust my cooking skills. This meant I had to come up with another plan. But then another disaster struck again when she moved out. How will I do it now? My goal never changed. As much as I like Wayne, I'm still going through with this. She needs to pay for taking the love of my life away from me. I still think of him when I'm with Wayne. I imagine it's him making love to me. Sometimes I make him go rough with me he was a bit shocked at first but I assured him I like it.
"Harder. Wayne, I need you to go harder! Now!"
"I don't want to hurt you. Are you sure you want that?"
"Honey, I love it hard. I need to feel more I love it rough. You know this. Now do it, hard!"
He pounds into me while I'm bent over the bed with a smile on my face, imagining Peter doing it. I've told him I want him to talk nasty to me only when he does this. I can tell he feels weird doing it, but he soon got into it when he'd felt how much, I loved it. He even smacks my backside and I make him tie me up. I know he likes it because he's always rock hard and ready for me but he never hurts me and I love him for that. He knows how far to go with me he takes it to a point of pleasure and pain, but never over, not as Peter had. It's strange because I love it this way. I love it way better than what Peter used to do.
Peter would hurt me so much, I'd bleed. He'd get too rough, especially whenever he got me in that camp. He'd lose himself while inside of me and he'd forget I'm there. He forbid me to, ever complain. He'd punish me if I did, especially if he was hurting me. "Dana, do you love me? If you love me, you'll let me do this. I need to go rough, Dana. It's the only way I can do it. I need to feel all of you. I love you, Dana. You're the only one who can do this for me." He'd say he loved me and I'm the only one. I'm his, and he's mine forever. No one can come close to us no one can touch us. So because we loved each other so much I'd allowed him to do what he needed to do because I loved him. I'd loved him enough to give him it because he's all I knew. He was all that I wanted.
The first time he touched me was when I was young. I think he was eight years old? I was ten, but even before that we'd always sleep in the same bed together we were always together. We'd bathed, and we even changed in the same room. We'd done everything together held hands all the time, but it was okay. We were cousins, so no one questioned it. And because of it, I knew no different. Don't get me wrong, we knew it was wrong. That's why we'd kept it a secret. Peter said they'd separate us if they knew. But the first time he touched me, I was a little shocked. He told me, it was okay. He said how much he wanted to touch me, and he liked me... hell, he loved me. So I let him because I felt the same. He's all I knew. He's the only one to have touched me is until Wayne until I felt his touch and everything changed. I tried to fight it because I'd never planned on it. I never intended to fall in love with him but I did. I'd fallen hard. I'd felt so guilty for cheating on Peter, but Wayne makes me feel alive. When he touches me it's different. I know he truly loves me. Truthfully, I'd never imagined it to feel this way, but still, I had to see my goal through. I had to make her pay and when I'd walked in on her in my fucking kitchen with that scruffy biker fucker! I knew it was time. I had to make my plans now. No matter what, I couldn't allow her to be happy. I saw the way she looked at him she was falling for him. I refuse to allow her happiness, especially when she took mine away from me and my daughter. I still had my old car I kept it in a garage that I'd hired when I moved in with Wayne. Of course, he doesn't know I drive. I wanted him to think I was a poor helpless woman, one with no family to speak of. I was just, in love with him nothing more, and nothing less. I changed my accent. I didn't want them knowing I had any London connections. They would've suspected me, so I've changed it to sound like I'm from Sunderland. I'd spent years perfecting it, only because I'm an Essex woman, so my accent is pretty prominent. I'm thirty-four years old now, and I devoted my life to getting Peter's revenge.
As soon as she's gone forever, I'll be able to move on with Wayne. Oh yes, I'm keeping him he's my reward and I'll eventually have his baby, and move Petrina back with me. I've been sending money down to her. Naturally, Wayne knows nothing about her. I don't intend to tell him either, not anytime soon anyway. No, I need to get her last name changed. If I'm to go ahead with keeping Wayne, I need her identity changed.
Anyway, I've been following Hales around in my car. Sometimes I'd followed her to work and to her boyfriend Isaac's place. I've even followed him too I'd wanted to see what he was about. I know he has brothers. I've watched them go into his home. I was pretty shocked when I'd found out he has a twin. Naturally, I wondered if she knew this. Oh, she knows all right and I also know that she has them both on the go at the same time. Dirty greedy bitch, I should tell her Dad, but then he'd ask how I knew and I can't be telling him I'd been watching them. So I had followed them one night to a biker bar when her friend was in town. I've had a gun hidden in my car for a long time now and I've been itching to use it, but I need to do this right. I need to make my timing perfect. I had to get out of there when her friend came walking out. So I run out of there and drove my car back to the garage. It's time to make my move. It's time to make her pay. I'd waited for a few hours outside her workplace. She must've had a job in, only because she didn't come out until later that evening. It was later than I thought she would, which was fine the darker the better. Eventually, she'd made her way out. She's about to jump in her car. That's when I'd shone my lights on full beam, making her shade her eyes so that she couldn't see me. For years, I planned to kill her. I'd planned to make her pay for what she'd done. I've completed my goal, but I hope she doesn't make it out of there. Sadly, disaster struck again when I'd lost control of my car. When I swerved to the side of her, I was too busy watching her lose control. I'd lost control of myself, which resulted in my car rolling. Worst luck, I stupidly forgot to put my seat belt on too! Oh god. I didn't think this through properly. I hadn't factored in what would happen to me while driving and hitting her car I didn't see this coming not at all. A scream rips from my throat when I feel my body shoot forwards, then complete darkness washes over me... Numb, I feel numb. Then nothing.
I'm sorry, Petrina. I love you so much.