The Seduction 2

by Roxy Sloane

  “I told you to relax.” Vaughn releases me, moving his hand to my leg. He hikes my skirt higher, and slides his fingers deep between my thighs.

  I turn to him with a gasp. He’s looking at me with hooded eyes, and that steely, dominating smile on his face.

  “I wonder,” he muses, “If you can come before we reach the front door.”

  I gulp. The house is barely a mile away. “Vaughn,” I breathe, but he quells me with a look.

  “That wasn’t a question,” he growls. “I want your sweet cunt clenching around my tongue in the next thirty seconds. We’re not getting out of this limo until you come.”

  In a quick motion, he yanks my legs wider, pulling them towards him so I fall back on the seat as he buries his face between my thighs.

  Oh God.

  “Look at you, gushing wet.” Vaughn smirks. He licks me hard through my panties, already soaked wet with desire. “And it’s only been an hour since I fucked you on the plane.”

  He nudges my clit with his nose. “Do you want it?” he murmurs. “Do you want my tongue licking your delicious pussy?”

  I moan. How does he do this to me? “Yes,” I gasp. “Please.”

  He yanks the fabric aside and buries his tongue deep inside my aching hole.

  I let out a muffled cry, arching up against his wicked mouth. Oh fuck. I stuff my fist in my mouth to keep from screaming, conscious of the driver just a few feet away from us behind the privacy screen.

  Vaughn doesn’t care. He didn’t care on the flight here: he bent me over the bathroom sink in the first class cabin and banged my brains out until I thought I’d die from pleasure. Now, my body aches all over again he fucks me with his tongue, driving it in and out in a relentless rhythm that sends me wild, hurtling to the edge. I clutch the back of his head, trying to bring him deeper, bucking madly against his face. He pulls out and licks up against my clit, a hard gorgeous swoop, over and over as he buries two fingers deep inside my wetness and pumps.

  “Vaughn,” I whimper, pleasure crashing through me. The car is slowing, approaching the main house, but I’m too far gone. I bear down on his thrusting fingers, losing my mind at the rough, thick plunge. “Oh God, Vaughn, please.”

  He growls against me, a rumble of laughter, curling his fingers higher. He fucks me deep, licking in a ravenous orgy of sensation. The car comes to a stop as I lose all control, all decency as he closes his mouth around my clit and sucks, hard. I come with a scream, jerking up from the seat so hard I bang my head against the car door as the waves crash over me.

  “Good girl.”

  Vaughn pulls his fingers out, and then slips them into my mouth. I suck, breathless, feeling the orgasm slowly recede. “Now, pull yourself together,” he tells me smirking, wiping his hand down. “You just look like you came your brains out in the back of the limo.”

  He pulls his jacket on, opening the door and stepping outside like nothing just happened.

  I gasp for air, quickly pulling my skirt down and smoothing back my hair. Holy crap. I wanted to arrive calm and collected, ready to face the challenge ahead.

  Instead, I can feel the imprint of his fingers deep inside me; the ache of my body still wanting more.

  But you’re not nervous anymore, a mischievous voice points out. You’re too turned on to care.

  Taking a deep breath, I slide across the seat and climb out of the car. Outside, the house is even bigger than before: looming up in front of me in an intimidating shadow.

  Vaughn is waiting, so I grab his hand and make my way up the front steps. “Should we knock?” I whisper, looking around. They knew I was coming, but the place is like a fortress: still and quiet.

  Before he replies, there’s the sound of a bolt being drawn back. The huge doors swing open.

  “Keely.” It’s Brent, Ashcroft’s oldest adopted son. He’s dressed in a designer suit, his hair slicked back, and a smarmy smile on his face. “You made it. How was the trip?”

  “Fine, thanks.”

  Vaughn has gone totally still beside me, so I untangle our fingers and reach to shake Brent’s outstretched hand. “Thanks for having me,” I tell him awkwardly. “I know this must be weird for you, but, I hope we can find a way to get along.”

  “Of course.” Brent narrows his eyes, glaring. He turns.

  “I’m sorry,” I say quickly. “I didn’t introduce you. This is my... friend--”

  “I know.” Brent stops me with a smug grin. “Vaughn, my man, good to see you again.”

  What?

  I turn to Vaughn in confusion. How do they know each other?

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