Hailey's Game

by Hailey's Game (lit)

  “What?” Cole caught that muttered thought as it popped into her head.

  “Nothing.” Except that his comment made her see it all so clearly now. Patton and Cole had a lot in common, which was kind of sick to think about then. Instead of turning away from the idea, Hailey embraced it and the fortification it brought to her defenses because it made it really hard to want Cole then.

  “I ain’t your best friend, Hailey.”

  “No shit because no best friend of mine would give me, what? Stimulation gel? Where the hell are you going to use this?” That insult had her squirming. Not that it did any good. His legs still pinned hers in place and his hand around her waist made sure all her motions did were rub her ass harder into his erection.

  The only response she got to that question was the whirl of the cap being undone. A second later, another cool drip hit in the indent where her spine and neck connected. Cold tingles quaked out in every direction, making her shoulders hunch as her skin tightened with sudden sensitivity.

  Moist heat flooded washed away the chill as Cole’s lips closed over the tender spot, sending shearing lashes of pleasure radiating straight down her spine. With a suckling kiss, he had every bit of her anger gasping out as she bent forward.

  “Anywhere I want, princess.” Cole released her to set the second bottle down.

  With a deep pant, Hailey steeled herself and settled back against his chest. Cole would take her out. There could be no getting around it now. She didn’t even want to. Despite all the suffering she knew Cole intended to put her through, Hailey would be enjoying every moment.

  Patton had been right. If the men really wanted a woman to obey, they wouldn’t have made punishment so much fun. Fun as in a, Hailey studied the soft, little gadget in her hand. She’d heard about these things, but never actually seen one. Unsure, she asked, “A butterfly?”

  “Oh, yeah.” Cole enjoyed whatever ideas that gift put in his wicked head. “A must own for every woman.”

  “A blindfold?” Hailey turned as much as he’d let her to give him her best you wish look. Not the least bit contrite, Cole just shrugged.

  “You never know.”

  “I do know, and the answer is no.” Tossing the thing across the room, she pulled out the next hopeful item Cole wasted his money on. Before she could fling the pink, fuzzy-lined cuffs far away, Cole snatched them out of her hands.

  “I’ll take those.”

  That earned him a dark look over her shoulder. “The answer is no, Cole.”

  “I’m aware of that.”

  “As in, not even if you deny me an orgasm for the next five hours and I’m begging you to bind me up, the answer is still no. That’s part of the agreement Kyle and I made.”

  “And you also agreed to let me use whatever toys you owned and now you own them.”

  “Cole.”

  “Fine. No for tonight. I’ll just put them here in this drawer.” Hailey watched as he tucked the cuffs into his nightstand. “Just so you know, it’s going to take a lot of persuasion for me to be getting them back out, princess. No means no, after all.”

  Hailey didn’t miss the threat in those words. It didn’t amuse her half as much as it so obviously did Cole. “Very funny. Don’t think just because you bought me all this crap that I’m going—what is this?”

  Her thoughts got sidetracked as she pulled out the last item. A bag of thin chain as far as she could tell. Cole didn’t give her a chance to read anything before he snatched it out of her hands and dumped it in the nightstand drawer.

  “Why don’t we save that one for later, too?”

  Not mollified by that response at all, Hailey reached for the drawer even as he banged it closed. “What were those?”

  Clamping his hand around her wrist, he kept her still with more than just his hold as he growled out his answer. “The clamps and they’re for four weeks from now, princess.”

  Clamps? Hailey’s hand fell away as she tried to consider just what Cole thought he’d be clamping. The answers didn’t help with the nerves that lit up her stomach. In that second, she realized the stakes were so much higher than she anticipated.

  The shrill ring of a phone danced down the hall. At the sound, her gaze cut back to Cole. They both went stiff as they silently shared the same thought. Kyle, and he was her only hope now, but there would be no getting to that phone. All she could do was sit there and listen to her life line fall silent.

  Cole’s grin barely broke when the land line gave a shout out. Both of them flashed into motion. Hailey lunged for the cordless resting on the night stand, but she remained caught in the steel trap of his legs. A thick hand smothered out her objection as it covered her face.

  No amount of squirming or fighting could free her. It didn’t even cost Cole a huff in his voice as he answered the phone. In fact, the bastard sounded downright cheery.

  “What’s up, man? No, I ain’t gonna get out of my comfortable bed just to get an update on your sad status. Now, why the hell are you bothering?”

  Hailey managed to bite him. It didn’t gain her the second to call out. All it earned her was a spank. Wedging the phone between his shoulder and ear, Cole freed his hand to deliver the electrifying blow to her vulnerable cunt.

  The impact shot a bolt of ecstasy up her spine. The river bloomed to an all out flood as his finger rediscovered her quivering clit. Jerking under the merciless lash of pleasure, Hailey forgot all about fighting as Cole’s words faded into the distance.

  “Oh, really? What a shock? I could have told you the princess wouldn’t have shown up, but why ask me for the obvious answer? No, I don’t give a shit about the pizza. You can hang out there as long as you want. Hell, wait all night if you want to play the fool that long. I got other things to eat.”

  Hailey lost the thread of the conversation there. Too consumed with the pounding glory vibrating through her body, she sucked in massive breaths as she tried to survive the sensation. It helped when his hand disappeared and let the fresh air in.

  “Now,” Cole voice growled into her ear. “I believe I owe you for all the squirming.”

  Punishment. He’s talking about punishment.

  That sent a bolt sizzling through her. Enough fear mixed into the excitement that she found the words she needed to have then.

  “You promised, Cole, no punish…ahh!” Hailey arched into her scream as he fucked those two amazing fingers back into her. Nice and thick, they stretched out as they began pounding into her. Giving over to the imploding pleasure, Hailey’s hips lifted and rolled, fucking his fingers back as they squished in and out of her.

  “No punishment, Hailey. Only pleasure.”

  Chapter 23

  Pleasure. Cole didn’t know if he could hold his at bay as Hailey went wild in his arms. Good God, but he wanted to fuck her. The tight bind of his jeans had become an excruciating vise as the Mr. Man rebelled. As his cock fought to outgrow the width of his waistband, he could feel the rebellion leaking onto his stomach.

  That only angered him into screwing his fingers harder into Hailey, making her scream and writhe. Digging her heels into the mattress, she rubbed that ass against his bulge and took the war to the Mr. Man.

  Cole knew he didn’t have the fortitude to win that battle and punished her by leaving her creaming cunt to spasm empty and on its own. At least he got to watch, savor the sight of her beautiful pink pussy glisten with her desire. He had Hailey Mathews in his bed with her legs spread eagle, and the little princess didn’t even realize he could see her perfectly in the closet mirror.

  Maybe she did. Cole wouldn’t put anything past Hailey in that moment, but she hadn’t looked in that direction once. He would have known. He’d been watching her the whole time, savoring the victory of finally having the sour little princess captured in his hold. Defenseless. Cole’s lids closed on the sight, giving him the moment to take deep, steadying breaths.

  They didn’t work. His entire blood supply still pounded into his balls while his eyes just couldn�
��t resist taking another look. God, but she looked good in that flimsy red skirt up around her waist just like he wanted. Good enough to screw just like that, Cole grinned.

  That’s just what he planned to do, put the little princess on all fours and fuck her hard enough to make that skirt flap over her ass. Then he’d fuck her there. Cole’s gaze traveled up the sweet tits trying to press through her shirt. First, he had other plans for little Miss Hailey.

  “You’re a real son of a bitch,” Hailey sighed as her head settled back against his shoulder. She contradicted her harsh words by settling against him as if she had all the trust in the world. “You know that, Cole?”

  “And you’re a much stronger fighter than I anticipated.”

  That had a smile crossing her face as her droopy gaze lifted slightly. “Turning into more of a battle than you expected?”

  “Don’t go getting all cocky on me now, princess.” Cole brushed her hair back from her shoulder. Moist from her exertions, it betrayed the true cost of her resistance. The way she flinched as his hand slid down her arm, brushing against the side of her breast only deepened his growl. “After all, we haven’t even gotten to the movie or the pizza.”

  In the mirror, he watched the delicate muscles of her throat work over a swallow even as her voice came out clear a second later. “You don’t really need a movie tonight, do you?”

  “But it’s not for me. It’s for you.”

  Assured that she’d have no ability to withstand what came next, Cole eased back into the pillows and relaxed. The fun had only started, and he wouldn’t let the Mr. Man screw him out of it.

  “Special? Just for me?”

  He didn’t need a mirror to see the skeptical look on her face. She gave it to him full force with a turn of her arrogant little chin over her shoulder. There. That was the Hailey who made his entire body clench to conquer her, to make her beg—beg for hours.

  “Well, knowing you as well as I do,” Cole said as he picked up the remote and hit the play button, “I figured this was just the kind of fantasy you’d get off on acting out.”

  Even as the music started and the intro rolled over the screen, Hailey’s gaze remained fixed on Cole. “I’m not sold on this acting out thing.”

  “Well, you’re always welcome to jack me off, but you seemed to object to that idea just a while ago. Now shut up and watch the movie.”

  With an overly dramatic huff, Hailey turned her glare on the television though she did manage to put an elbow in his gut with the motion. Cole didn’t complain. Nothing short of her setting his bed on fire would distract him from his plan because he hadn’t been lying when he said he picked this movie out just for her.

  The blonde that starred in it had about everything happen to her that he intended to do to Hailey. Better yet, no binds, so he didn’t have to worry about her stupid set of rules. Best of all, it didn’t even take as long as it took him to take a sip of beer before they got to the action.

  Like all good pornos, there really was no plot. Boiled down, it revolved around a hot, slutty secretary interviewing for a personal assistant job to a lawyer. As a good porn star, she was willing to do anything. Of course, the lawyer took immediate advantage. She barely introduced herself before the man made everything quite clear.

  “I hope Miss Lauder explained everything to you, Vanessa. While you are free to leave at anytime, during this interview you will obey my every order without hesitation.”

  He felt Hailey stiffen slightly at that, her gaze rounding slowly wider as the scene played on.

  “Yes, Mr. Hard, Miss Lauder explained everything, and I am eager to get this interview started.”

  “Very well. You may leave your briefcase by the door and hang your blouse and jacket on the coat rack.”

  The movie definitely had Hailey’s full attention and so did he. The hypnotic pant that had her breasts bouncing froze along with her breath as he curled his fingers under the hem of her tank top. The muscles beneath her velvety skin quivered and sucked in, letting him slide the shirt off even as the naughty secretary let hers slide down.

  Cole rolled the shirt, letting the folded layers of cotton brush and rub against her tits. Hailey mewed and arched, following the teasing caress as far she could before her arms lifted and the tank wafted over the side of bed. Now Cole could see all of her.

  “Very nice. Very nice indeed.” Cole growled out Mr. Hard’s line, just as captivated by the sight of Hailey’s flushed tits in the mirror as Hailey seemed to be by the movie.

  “Cole.” The soft plea whispered out with a rush of breath that had her lush globes lift and fall. Twisting in his hold, her hands came to push his up toward her swollen breasts. With their rosy peaks puckered to little nubs, they begged for his touch, his kiss, and Cole ached to give in to their demand, but he wouldn’t be moved by simple lust. Not tonight.

  “Shh, Hailey.” Murmuring kisses up her shoulder, he hesitated at the delicate curve of her ear. “Just relax and watch the movie.”

  With a gentle tug, he had her settled back against his chest. Those little hands of her still tugged at his, trying to budge them upward even as she twisted ever so wantonly in his arms.

  “Please, Vanessa, have a seat. Legs spread at all times when you are in this office.”

  Cole watched the movie with his chin hanging over her shoulder, delighting in the way Hailey tensed as good old Vanessa spread her legs wide open and hinged them over the chair. From the way she went still, Cole knew the princess had just realized how badly she’d been set up because she and Vanessa were in the exact same position.

  “Do you not regularly wear panties, Vanessa, or is this a special day?”

  “I find underwear only gets in the way, Mr. Hard.”

  “Hmm, I would have to agree. In fact, that is a rule in this office. Personal assistants are to be easily accessible at all times. It’s part of providing a quality service.”

  “I can assure you, Mr. Hard, I’m all about providing personal, experienced service to you or any of your clients’ needs.”

  “Perhaps you would care to demonstrate just how you would go about, say, entertaining a client while I was held up in court?”

  “It would be my pleasure.” This time Cole copied Vanessa’s line, letting his hands follow her actions and lift up to cup Hailey’s breasts. Hailey’s reaction was instant. Digging her head into his shoulder, her whole back arched as she pressed her heated flesh harder into his grip.

  “Cole.”

  He loved the way she whimpered his name, all sexy and soft, all wet and restless with need. He watched, mesmerized, as he slowly undid her. Savoring every moment, he took it just as slow as the blonde on the TV. Palming Hailey’s breasts, roughing them up with the glide of his work-callused hands over her sensitive flesh.

  Beneath his touch, her skin heated with sweat as her hips began to roll in a silent demand for the fucking she needed. Need all she wanted, Cole took his time, letting his fingers press down only occasionally on her nipples to roll or tweak them.

  Hypnotizing her with the rhythmic roll of his hands, he had her swaying to a beat. That made it all the more satisfying to watch her arch and gasp when her tender tit caught between the long edge of his fingers, giving it a little squeeze, a tiny tug.

  Mewing his name with every panted breath, that single caress snapped her resistance. Ceasing their tugging, her hands started pushing his out of the way. Cole released her, letting Hailey drive her own pleasure as he savored the victory of having reduced the princess to nothing but a thing of wanton need.

  The sight of her thin, delicate fingers working fast over her nipples held him captivated. Pinching, rolling until her palm flattened out over the tip and began to twirl, she didn’t hold anything back from him. Not even the most intimate moment when her hand sank down between her legs.

  Eyes going dry as sweat prickled down his brow, his own need swelled to volatile proportions as he watched her swirl her clit at an ever faster pace. With no will to bring an
end to one of his greatest fantasies, Cole remained paralyzed as she wound herself so close to orgasm her legs tensed and clamped down on his thighs.

  The feel of those muscles getting ready to detonate triggered an outcry from the Mr. Man not to miss that ride. Not about to give into his cock’s relentless demands or Hailey, Cole snatched her hand out from between her legs, making her cry out. Jerking, fighting him, she tried to tear her hand free of his grip.

  “Damn it, Cole! Enough is enough.”

  “But we haven’t even begun.” Tugging her wrist behind her head, she went still as he licked her fingers clean of the desire that dripped from them. Only once he tormented himself with a tease of the feast to come did Cole finish his warning. “Now watch your movie.”

  Temporarily defeated, but never truly conquered, Hailey gave him attitude even as she obeyed. With another pointed huff, she didn’t try to put her hands back to good use, but glared at the TV before bitching at him.

  “Oh, look some woman’s playing with her breasts. This is just so exciting.” Cole rolled his eyes at her sarcastic comment but didn’t try to argue with her. Instead, he let her bitch on as he reached for the lotion. “I bet those aren’t even real. I mean, seriously, look at them. They look like water balloons—ahhh!”

  Hailey’s tirade whipped out into a moan as her whole chest lifted up into the warming lotion Cole massaged over her already heated skin. Nails digging into his thighs, she did that lift up thing. He loved that motion. It brought her pussy out of the shadows of his lap and into the glorious light so he could see every intimate fold.

  See and hear because the hotter he wound her, the louder she became. Each cry fell out like a stroke to his already inflamed dick. With hips grinding down on his erection, the sensation became near painful. Each pound of his heartbeat flooded one raw wave of arousal swamping his system with searing heat.

  Cole didn’t cave to his lusts, keeping his motions slow as his hands rolled over her breasts. For all the restraint she cost him, he made her pay by tensing his fingers. Rougher, harder, he pinched and rolled her nipples with no wisp of tenderness, loving the way she grew more and more wild in his hold.