The Seduction(19)

I shatter with a cry, coming, coming, coming over his lips, his wicked tongue until I’m spent and gasping in his arms.





TWELVE

VAUGHN

I set her down and straighten up.

“That’s two,” I tell her casually, yanking her skirt back down.

Keely blinks at me with those wide eyes, looking like her whole world just turned upside down. She’s sexy as hell, all mussed up and blushing. I can’t help myself, I shove her back, kissing her hard so she can taste herself, my mouth slick with her delicious juices.

Damn, I could have eaten her all day. Sweet and tight and gushing wet for me. I can’t wait to feel that pussy clench around my cock, tight as a goddamn vice.

“Enough fucking around,” I say her, holding her chin up. I force her to look at me, to see I’m not taking her good girl shit anymore. “You’ve had your fun playing hard to get, but you know as well as I do that went out the window the minute you spread your legs for me right here in the middle of your office.”

Keely tenses, like she’s just remembered where the fuck we are, but I keep hold of her chin, forcing her in place.

“I’m taking you to dinner, and then I’m fucking your brains out,” I order her, about five seconds away from bending her over and pounding her right here. I’ve been hard since the minute I thrust my fingers inside her damp, aching pussy, but we’re still stuck in this fucking library. She may have kept quiet for now, but what I’ve got in store for her will make her scream loud enough to bring the fucking fire department.

And damn, I want to hear that scream.

“I’m going to tie you down, and spank that sweet ass of yours, and then fuck your pussy until you can’t walk for days. Understand?”

Keely swallows. She looks like she’s about to argue with me again, so I grab her breast through her blouse and give her nipple a sharp tweak. She bites down on her bottom lip in surprise, but her cheeks flush with desire.

“Dinner. Tonight. My place. I’ll text you the address.”

I caress her breast again, softer this time. Keely lets out a tiny moan.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

I scoop up her panties from the floor and dangle them from my finger. “I’m keeping these. I want you wet and ready for me the minute you walk through my door.”

I tuck them into my jacket pocket with a wink. Keely doesn’t look like she can talk just yet, so I steal another kiss and leave her there, collapsed against the bookcase with a dazed smile on her face.

It’s nothing new. I’ve seen that look a thousand times before, but I still feel a strange surge of pride as I walk away. Keely isn’t like everyone before her. Having her isn’t about finishing a job or proving something. It’s about her—the way she doesn’t back down, the way she challenges me. I need to take her, to completely devour her. She’s mine now. There’s no going back.

I stroll out through the office, whistling to myself as I plan all the ways I’m going to fuck that pretty little body -- starting with her mouth. Yeah, those pink lips sliding up and down my cock, that’s what I need.

“Mr. Vaughn.”

I turn. It’s that jackass of her boss, Carter Abrams, stepping out of a side room.

“It’s just Vaughn,” I say shortly.

He gives me a smarmy smile. “Of course. What brings you here today?”

“It’s handled.” I don’t have time for his bullshit -- he’s just a puffed up suit, and I sure as hell don’t like the way he talks to Keely.

“By Miss Fawes.” Abrams’ smile gets wider. “She’s very... accommodating.”

His voice is suggestive. What the hell? I narrow my eyes. Has he fucked her? Is this asshole the reason Keely kept pushing me away?

Jealousy pumps through me at the thought of his limp hands on that gorgeous body. But right away, I dismiss it. She wouldn’t touch this joker, and even if she did, she sure as hell wouldn’t again after I’ve shown her what a real man can do.

“Just let me know if you want to schedule another meeting with her,” Carter continues, still oozing smarm. “I can arrange some private sessions.”

“That won’t be necessary.” I glare at him. Whether he’s fucking her or not, this guy is up to something. He’s practically pimping her out right now.

“Anything I can do to help my clients,” Carter sneers again, but I’m already done.

“I’ll be in touch.” I hit the elevator button. Conversation over. As the doors close, I see Carter watching me with that weird look on his face.

Whatever. That guy is a creep and an asshole, but I’ve got what I need.