The Seduction 4

by Roxy Sloane

  I take a deep breath and knock.

  “Come in.” Vaughn’s voice calls, and I shiver all over again.

  It’s his ‘I’m the boss’ voice, the one that means he’s in charge tonight.

  Yes.

  I open the door and step inside, pausing a moment to look around. It’s an empty office suite, with brand-new carpet and bright lights turned all the way on. The space is on the corner of the building, and two of the walls are made almost entirely of glass, looking out at the other downtown buildings.

  Vaughn stands at the windows, the corner where the two angles meet. Beside him is the one piece of furniture in the room: a low leather bench.

  My heart thuds with anticipation. What has he got planned for me tonight?

  “Hi.” I close the door behind me and go over to him, reaching up to kiss his lips. Vaughn barely responds before he steps away. He looks down at me with that thrilling power in his eyes.

  “Is this one of the company offices?” I ask, getting nervous and excited. “Are we allowed to be here?”

  “I made arrangements,” Vaughn says cryptically. “What do you think of the view?”

  “It’s great.” I turn to the windows. We’re not so high that we’re towering over everything. Instead, we’re buried right in the heart of the city. There are other tall buildings all around us, close enough to see clearly inside. I can see workers staying late at their desks, people walking around in their apartments, even a gym in a building directly across from us: a line of people staring out of the window as they run on treadmills. If I raised my hand to wave at them, they would all probably wave back.

  I turn to Vaughn. “What is this place?” I ask, still confused.

  “This is where I’m going to fuck you,” he replies casually, reaching to loosen his tie.

  My heart leaps. I look around. “But everyone will see!”

  “Exactly.” Vaughn smiles at me, wicked. “Just like your dream, baby. I’m going to do unspeakable things to your body, right here at the window in front of all those people. We’re too far for them to recognize our faces, but they’ll see everything, all the ways I’m going to fuck you senseless. And all they have to do is look.”

  Oh God. My thighs clench, just listening to him. I take another look outside. There’s no way someone won’t notice. There are so many buildings right there. So many windows lit up in the night. People inside. Watching us.

  Watching me.

  I take a shallow breath. We can’t. It’s so wrong. This is further than I’ve ever gone before. Even the most shocking things have been just between us. Hidden. Secret. But here, the bright lights will show them everything. They’ll see everything he does to me.

  They’ll know how much you like it.

  “Take off your coat and put your hands against the window. Now,” Vaughn orders me.

  My stomach twists. I’m still not sure. “Vaughn,” I breathe, turning to look at him. “I don’t think I can do this.”

  “You’re not here to think, baby,” he growls, striding towards me. “You’re here to take my cock, any way I fucking choose. When I give you an order, you goddamn follow it.”

  He puts me back against the glass, his hand closing around my throat in a gentle caress. He squeezes slightly, cutting off my air just a little. I gasp in shock.

  “I’m not fucking around tonight, Keely,” he tells me, low and steely. His fingers squeeze softly, making my head spin and my heart pound in my chest. “If I tell you to suck my cock, you better be bent double choking on the whole fucking length before I can reach for my zipper. If I want you on all fours, you drop and fucking lick the floor. The moment you stepped through that door, you gave up the right to resist me in any way at all. Try it now, and I will punish you so hard, you’ll be screaming for mercy.”

  He grounds out every word. “Your safe word is ‘peaches’, but don’t you dare use it until you’ve had enough, because it’ll all be over. Do you understand?”

  His face is tense, but his eyes reassure me.

  “Yes.” My body shivers, racing with adrenalin. I was all wrong earlier. I thought I knew how far he was willing to go, but right now he’s proving we haven’t even come close.

  Holy shit, this is hot!

  “Yes, I promise I’ll obey you.”

  Vaughn releases me. “Now take off your fucking coat.”

  With shaking hands, I undo the belt. Shit. I’m regretting not following his instructions to the letter now.

  I open the coat and let it fall to the floor. I stand there facing him in black lingerie and heels. My heart races, looking for some reaction.

  Vaughn looks at me and slowly smiles. Relief floods through me. I jut out my hip.

  “I guess we’ll have to get started on that punishment,” he murmurs.

  Wait, what?

  Before I can say a word, Vaughn spins me around and shoves me face-first against the glass. He moves my hands flat on the window on either side of my face, and pulls my hips back, so I’m braced with my ass sticking out. He yanks my panties down.

  CRACK.

  His hand smacks against the back of my thighs in a stinging blow.

  “You’ve been getting cocky,” Vaughn growls, spanking my other cheek. I have to lock my arms to keep from pressing into the glass.

  My heart races. What will he do next?

  “It’s my fault, baby. I’ve let you get away with murder.” Vaughn smoothes over the tender flesh, giving me a moment to catch my breath, but before I can prepare myself, he lands another three smacks right on my ass.

  “But this should show you, sweetheart, I’m not going to take it anymore.”

  Vaughn suddenly grabs my hair and pulls my head back. “Open your eyes,” he orders.

  I do as he says. He holds me in place, my body arched, my skin tingling. “Look,” Vaughn growls. He forces me to look out of the window, at all the buildings looking back at me. “They’re watching us right now. They’re seeing me punish you. They know you’ve been a naughty girl.”

  Oh my God. My pulse kicks, staring into the darkness. Vaughn’s fingers slide lower, dipping in between my legs, finding my slick lips.

  He chuckles behind me. “Tell me, sweetheart, were you wet before you walked in that door? Did you touch yourself in the car on the way over, already panting for my cock?”

  “No,” I gasp, shuddering. My blood is racing, the sting of pain now mingling with something sweet and hot. I arch back against his fingers, needing his touch. “I was good, I promise. I waited for you.”

  “Good girl.” Vaughn rewards me with a swift circling of my clit. Sparks burst through the sweet spot. I moan, relaxing.

  “Just for that, I’ll let you choose the rest of your punishment,” Vaughn says. His voice is silky, disarmingly soft. I twist my head to look back at him, confused.

  “You can have ten more spanks with my hand,” Vaughn smirks at me. “Or five with whatever I’ve got stored in that bag.” He nods to the leather duffel resting down beside the bench.

  My body clenches. Shit, what should I choose? Ten more slaps would push the limits of my pain threshold coming after what he’s already doled out. But what would I be risking picking the unknown?

  I feel a thrill of uncertainty. “The bag,” I decide. “I choose five.”

  Vaughn breaks into a dangerous grin. “Oh Keely, baby. Still playing with fire.”

  My stomach twists with excitement as he releases me. He leans over and reaches into the bag, pulling out what looks like a riding crop with a long, leather strap attached.

  Oh shit.

  Vaughn casually runs the strap over his palm and then swats the air lightly. The leather cracks.

  A thrill jolts through me. I’m nervous, but curious too. I want to know what this is going to feel like.

  “Bend over the bench.” Vaughn orders. I quickly hurry to do what he says. I lean down, spreading my legs and bracing my feet against the edge.

  “Hold on,” Vaughn orders me. I grip hold of t
he leather bench. “Yeah, spread those legs for me, baby. Give them all a glimpse of that juicy little cunt.”

  I gulp, keeping my eyes fixed below me. I’m parallel to the windows, arched over the bench of it. Totally on display.

  “Hmm...” Vaughn muses, pacing around me. “Where on this gorgeous body do I want to leave my mark?”

  I feel the rough drag of leather trailing over my back and ass. I shudder, waiting. He slips the crop under me, swatting lightly at my breast.

  The sting makes me yelp, but it’s a good kind of pain. My nipples tighten. He chuckles, and flicks again, harder.

  I moan.

  “Look at you, kinky little bitch. You might actually enjoy this.” Vaughn trails the crop lower, down between my open thighs. He presses up, against my clit. I moan again.

  Vaughn pauses. “I won’t push you past where you’re willing to go.”

  I still trust him. He knows my body’s limits better than I do.

  I drag an inhale and force myself up on my hands again. “Don’t stop.” I say. “I deserve to be punished. I’ll take it all.”

  “That’s my girl.”

  Without warning, there’s a sharp crack. I feel the sting of the leather on my bare ass. Damn, that’s intense! I cry out.

  I hear Vaughn rummage in the bag again, and then his hand is stroking over the painful imprint of the crop, soothing me.

  “Time for a little sugar to help the medicine go down,” he murmurs.

  Then I feel something sliding against my pussy. Cool and egg-shaped. Vaughn pushes it gently inside.

  “Relax, baby,” he tells me, as I adjust to the foreign object. “Just give in to the pain.”

  He must have hit some kind of remote control, because the egg starts vibrating. I gasp, the pulse rippling softly through me, igniting a hot pleasure deep inside.

  Vaughn cracks the crop down against my ass again.

  The pain is dizzying, but the vibrations distract me, pulsing pleasure through my body to off-set the pain.

  I can take this. I can make it through.

  Three.

  Vaughn lands the blows with razor-sharp accuracy, never hitting in the same spot twice. I’m gasping, my body drawn tight and aching in an epic battle between pleasure and pain.

  Four.

  I let out an animal groan. God, this is insane. Sharp and swelling; the fierce sting of the riding crop and the low, deep rumblings inside me, thick and sweet. I gasp for air, head spinning. My whole body is on fire.

  “One more, baby. You think you can make it?”

  I whimper in response. A part of me wishes this could last longer. Is that crazy? But it’s so intense, so far beyond my boundaries.

  Vaughn pauses, trailing the crop between my ass cheeks. “You know what? I think I’ve changed my mind. I’m going to keep going until you come.”

  Yes!

  He must hit the remote again, because the egg inside me starts vibrating faster. Shockwaves pulse through my body, God, so sweet. So good. But before I can sink into the bliss, the crop slams down on my tender ass again, sharp and hard.

  Fuck.

  “Surrender, dammit!” Vaughn roars. “Just give in. You can do this, but you need to let it go!”

  Something unlocks inside, pushing me over the edge. The vibrations are crashing through my body, so good it’s like I lose all track of where the pain ends and the pleasure begins. It’s all just sensation now, sweeping through every fucking cell in my body, splitting me wide open, exploding into the night.

  “That’s right, baby. Take it all!”

  He brings the crop down hard. Fuck. Yes. “Vaughn!” I cry, gasping. I’m sobbing, shaking, out of my goddamn mind. The pulses take hold of me, my clit exploding in pleasure with every new crack against my ass. But it’s not enough, I need more. I need his hands on me, rough and unyielding. I need him branding me with his body. Grabbing me, owning every inch.

  I arch back, thrusting towards him. “Your hands,” I cry, “I need your hands on me. Vaughn! Please!”

  With a growl, he throws the crop down. But instead of force, his hands are gentle. They smooth over my tender skin, making my blood surge with pleasure. He finds my clit, rubbing me over and over, taking over my ecstatic body completely so there’s nothing left of me but pure animal pleasure in his hands.

  He kisses my neck, soft caresses that drive me crazy, closer to the edge. “Come for me, baby,” he murmurs. “Come for me right now.”

  His words trigger something inside me. It’s like my body has no choice to obey him, that his permission was all I needed all along. The intense joy of vibrations and the sweetness of his touch sweep through me like a tidal wave, unraveling my last defenses and breaking me apart in a shattering splinter of white-hot pleasure, so intense I see stars.

  12

  VAUGHN

  Keely is collapsed over the bench on her hands and knees. Her pale flesh is lightly mottled red with the impact of my hands. She looks used, ravaged, like she’s just come out of her goddamn mind.

  Mine.

  I swiftly unbuckle my belt and yank off my pants and underwear. I’ve got a raging hard-on like you wouldn’t believe. Nine inches of hard, hungry cock that only wants one thing now, to bury deep and impale her body so hard she’ll belong to me forever.

  I’m going to claim that ass now, once and for all.

  13

  KEELY

  The world slowly shifts back into focus. My whole body is trembling, electrified by the force of my orgasm.

  I feel Vaughn bend over the bench behind me. His hands stroke softly at my tender skin, soothing every inch of me.

  I sigh in pleasure.

  “What was that?” I ask, dizzy. “I’ve never... I never thought I could feel anything so intensely.”

  He chuckles, leaning to dip kisses along my spine. “That’s what happens when you surrender completely. You go past the edge, into the unknown.”

  “I liked it,” I whisper, blushing.

  “I knew you would.” Vaughn slides his hand around me, down between my thighs. He slowly strokes at my swollen clit, releasing another shiver of sparks. “And our audience enjoyed the show as well.”

  I yelp, suddenly remembering where I am -- and just who might be out there. “Oh my god! I can’t believe someone might be watching!”

  I twist my head to try and look out the windows, but Vaughn gently holds it in place. “Relax, baby. They’re all wishing they were right here in my place.”

  I feel a nudge between my thighs. He rubs the head of his cock against my wet lips, teasing me.

  “I bet they’re jerking off at their desks right now,” he whispers, settling over me so I’m cocooned in his embrace, both of us down on all fours over the bench.

  I shiver with lust and excitement. Fuck, this is dirty, so wrong to be on display, but I can’t help it. It’s making me hot.

  “They’re imagining squeezing these luscious tits,” Vaughn reaches to palm my breasts, rolling my nipples until I’m whimpering. “They want to know what it feels like to sink inside your warm, wet pussy. They could never believe you’re so fucking tight.”

  He nudges me with his cock again, only dipping just an inch inside. Still teasing. I feel an ache of emptiness, the hunger calling for him.

  I grind back, taking him deeper. “There are women out there too,” I gasp at the fullness. So good. So thick. “They’re wishing they were me right now. Stretching for you. Feeling every last inch sliding deep inside.”

  Vaughn groans against me. “Then let’s give them something to remember.”

  He grips my hips and slams all the way in, spearing me with a single hard stroke.

  I cry out, thrusting back to meet him. God, he’s so big, a fucking beast inside. He thrusts again, driving deep, rubbing up against my G-spot, grinding thick and slow. I let out a moan, already feeling the pressure rise, but before I can sink into his rhythm, he pulls out, leaving me panting for more.

  “Vaughn?” I whimper, crashing
to earth. I feel him shift behind me. Vaughn hits a switch, and suddenly, the windows go tinted. “Just you and me now, baby,” he says, low and sexy. “Nobody else gets to see this show. It’s all mine.”

  He pushes me forwards, so my body is resting over the end of the bench.

  Wetness comes, and then I feel his tongue on me. Back there. Fuck! My body tenses, but he spreads my ass cheeks wider apart, licking and swirling at the tight knot of tender flesh.

  I groan.

  Oh God. It feels so good, even though I know I shouldn’t like it. Vaughn nudges his tongue deeper and I thrust my ass back, shameless. I’m shaking now, the sensation is so amazing, I don’t want him to ever stop.

  “You’re ready.” Vaughn’s voice comes in a thick growl, his breath hot against my ass. “You’re ready to take me all the way, baby.”

  Realization crashes through me. Oh my God!

  I tense in panic, but there’s excitement racing through me too. I know how good it feels with his tongue back there, his fingers probing inside. How will it feel with all of him buried inside me -- possessing me where nobody has ever fucked me before?

  I want him. I want him to own me completely.

  He takes my hips, pulling me into position. “Relax,” he orders me. I feel something cool and slippery spread over me, lube, and then the nudge of pressure of his cock between my cheeks. He spreads me wider. My heart stops.

  “Just relax, and let me in, Keely. Let me all the way in.”

  I take a deep breath, and try to do as he says. The pressure builds, and then he’s pushing inside, breaching my tight channel with his enormous dick.

  Fuck!

  I bite back a cry of pain. Oh God. He’s splitting me open. I’m on fire, stretched tight, too big for me to take. There’s no way we can do this. It hurts so much!

  Vaughn groans. I can hear the pleasure in his ragged gasp. “Fuck, Keely. You’re incredible.”

  He sinks into me another half inch, and this time I can’t stop from crying out. “Stop! I can’t... I want to, but it’s too much.”