The Seduction 2(9)
“Public places, huh?” I tease her, looking around at the scene. Nannies pushing strollers, some college kids hanging out on the steps. I grin. “I didn’t know you were so kinky, but sure, we can give it a try.”
I pull her into my arms, but Keely pushes me away.
“Did you talk to Carter?” she demands.
“Who?”
“My boss at the firm.” She looks around anxiously. “Did you tell him about... About us?”
I shake my head, confused as fuck. “What the hell does that jackass have to do with anything?”
Keely exhales, clearly relieved. “They fired me. Said I’d been having an inappropriate relationship with a client. That they were investigating to see who else I’d been seeing.”
“You fucked another guy from work?” I grip her arm, suddenly mad as hell.
“No!” Keely’s eyes are wide, upset. “It’s all a lie. But if they find out about you, they say they’ll sue me. I could lose my future, everything.”
I don’t know what the hell she’s talking about, but I can tell, she’s in desperate need of a release. The girl is wound so tight, she’s about to implode.
“Relax,” I order her, holding her tight against me until I can feel her calm down. “I haven’t said a thing. I’m your dirty little secret, remember?”
I trace my hand down the front of her body. I pluck her nipples, and I’m rewarded with a yelp of pleasure. Her eyes dilate, but Keely tries to pull back.
“What are you doing?” she gasps. “There are people here.”
I reach for her again, but Keely pushes me away. “I’ve been thinking about it,” she starts, sounding determined. “And if this thing is going to keep happening, we need to set some ground rules.”
“Aren’t you forgetting?” I say, hard. “You don’t make the rules. I do. And rule number one is, I fuck you when I want, where I want, and all you get to do is beg for more. Unless you want to be punished again.”
“I can’t,” Keely says, but she bites her lip, a tell-tale sign she’s turned on.
“Are you sure?” I slide my hand down her back and over her delicious ass. She shivers against me. “You remember how good it felt the last time. How you begged me to spank you harder, like the naughty girl you are.”
Quickly, before she can react, I spank her once, hard.
Keely gasps, looking around in panic.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” I laugh. “Nobody’s watching. And even if they did, they’d just know you’ve been a bad, bad girl.”
“Please.” Keely grits her jaw. “Can you quit that for one moment?”
“Getting your panties in a twist?” I tease.
“My panties are just fine.” Keely takes a deep breath. “Look, I want to see you. I want... to keep doing this. But I don’t know anything about you.”
“So what do you propose?” I scowl. “Twenty fucking questions? Believe me baby, we’ve got better things to do than talk.”
“No,” Keely shuts me down. “I’ve decided, before anything else happens, we have to go on a date.”
What the fuck?
“A date?” I repeat, frowning. “Like dinner and a fucking movie?”
“Just dinner would be fine. One hour where you sit and talk to me like a real human, instead of trying to rip my clothes off.” Keely gives me a faint smile. “That wouldn’t be so bad. Would it?”
I pause. I don’t do dating. As far as I’m concerned, all that bullshit is for pussies who can’t get a woman into bed the easy way. Sitting around, talking all night. It’s a waste of fucking time when I could be balls-deep in pussy instead, her breasts bouncing with every jackhammer thrust.
Fucking is simple. Talk is dangerous. Especially when you’ve got secrets like mine.
“Please, Vaughn. This is the only way.”
Keely looks like she means business this time. We’ve been fucking around for long enough. I can see the determination in her eye though, and I can’t risk her running again.
“Sure thing, sweetheart.” I shrug, like it’s no big deal. “Dinner. Tonight. Your rules.”
She relaxes into a smile so bright that some poor skateboarding schmuck falls off his board looking. “Thank you!” she bobs up on her tiptoes and kisses me on the cheek. “It’ll be fun, I promise.”
What’s fun will be fingerbanging her under the table while she tries not to scream the whole damn restaurant down.
My cock twitches at the thought. Suddenly, dinner doesn’t seem like such a chore. Keely wants to get to know me, but I’ve got a different plan in mind. I’m going to make that girl come her brains out -- in front of everyone, right there for them all to see. She’ll be begging me to fuck her hard and dirty before I’m done with her.