Page 28 of Indecent Proposal

If this was how desperate I felt now, I couldn’t imagine how I would feel by the time he deemed me ready. “Sir, please…”

“Those pretty pleading eyes and words don’t work on me,” Vaughn growled, his hand tightening on my hip. “You’re going to get an orgasm only when you’ve earned it.”

He lifted me up off his lap effortlessly and sat me down on the bed. My entire body trembled. My clit pulsed. Every soft drag of the fabric of my wet panties against my sensitive pussy was torture. I had never wanted to come so badly in my life before.

“You’re not going to touch yourself,” Vaughn ordered, standing up. “You’re going to stay in the house. You’re going to be good for me. And if you are, if you do what I say, then we’ll see about that orgasm for you.”

“You seem pretty sure that I won’t get myself off once you leave,” I said, not bothering to hide my anger, or the fact that I wasn’t going to make this easy for him, no matter what.

Vaughn shrugged. “You can do whatever you want, sweetheart. But I know what youreallycrave,” he said, palming the bulge in his pants. “Sooner or later, you’re going to give in to me, do as you’re told, and be a good girl so you can get the fucking that you want. The fucking that you and I both know you’ve been longing for… dreaming about… for years.”

His voice dropped into a purr, and I shivered all over, my empty pussy clenching again with the need to be filled by his cock.

“Either you obey me now, or you make it harder for yourself,” Vaughn said, sliding his warm fingers along my jawline, the soft caress contradicting his imperious tone. “It’s entirely up to you, Claire, but I know I’ll win in the end. And I think deep down you know I’ll win, too. It’s just a matter of how much you’re going to drag out your bratty behavior beforehand.”

He sounded so goddamn certain, like he was reminding me that the sun rose in the East every morning—and that arrogance was . . . so fucking hot. The very thing that had driven me insane when I’d first met him was now the same thing that was turning me on and making me impossibly wet and aroused.

Vaughn looked around the cabin, as if to make sure there wasn’t anything he was forgetting, and then glanced back at me. “I’ll be back in a few days to check up on you. I expect you to be good in the meantime. Obey all the rules. No more taunting me. Then we’ll see about giving you a reward, hmm?”

I glared at him as he walked out, making it clear that I wasn’t happy with this arrangement. Or with him for leaving me so keyed up.

He might tell me that I was just making it harder for myself, but I also knew that I was making it difficult for him, as well. I didn’t want to be the girl who gave in after one denied orgasm. Oh, no. I was going to show him that he would have a much harder time taming me than he thought.

Clearly, he checked the camera recordings. I’d already given him a bit of a show. A little taste. Now, I was going to give him front row seats to the hottest ticket in town.

The moment I heard the Jeep pull away back down the road, I stripped myself naked and climbed into bed, lying on my back and spreading my legs for him to see. I pinched my nipple hard with my fingers, kneading my breast, and found my clit with my other hand, rubbing hard.

“Vaughn.” I deliberately moaned his name out loud as I bucked my hips up against my fingers, staring directly at the small pinhole camera I now knew was there inside the cabin. “Oh, yes . . . this could be you inside of me, making me m-moan like this . . . I want your cock so badly, I want you to fuck me sobadly, Vaughn…”

I figured it would be hard for him to resist me calling out his name as I swiftly approached climax, but just in case I upped the ante…

“Sir,” I said breathlessly. “Oh, sir, please, please fuck me, sir. Please fuck your naughty girl.”

Since he’d already primed me so well, my climax built so fast I felt like I was about to free fall off a cliff. “I’m such a bad, bad girl for you sir,sir—”

My orgasm crashed over me, and I cried out as I came excruciatingly hard, my back arching and my toes curling into the comforter as my entire body convulsed with the intense, unending pleasure rushing through me. When it was over, I collapsed against the bed, shaking uncontrollably, trying to catch my breath.

I hadn’t come that hard in… in years. Possibly ever. And that was just from finishing what Vaughn had started with his fingers. I knew, when he actually fucked me, it was going to be the best sex of my life.

And I was going to get it, one way or another.

CHAPTER10

Vaughn

Iknew that I should be patient, but I checked the recordings the next morning and . . .holy shit.

Claire wasn’t just breaking my rules this time. She was provoking me on purpose—pushing, testing, and seeing just how far she could take things before my control would snap. It was clear that she was challenging me like no other woman ever had, deliberately trying to see how much she could push her bad behavior and what kind of punishments I’d have in store for her.

She had no idea what she was getting herself into, or just how uncivilized I could be. That blow job was nothing compared to the depraved things I wanted to do to her.

I wasn’t surprised, exactly, that she’d immediately violated my orders and gave herself an orgasm after I left, making sure I could see exactly what she was doing in the video feed, which had made my dick rock hard.

But honestly, Claire’s rebellious nature and refusal to easily submit to me were things that drew me to her. There was nothing meek or mild about her, and that spitfire personality excited and invigorated me. I couldn’t wait to make her actually behave for me, to surrender her mind and body to the pleasure I wanted to give her. Watching her acquiesce to me and my orders would taste so much sweeter, be such a bigger victory, given how she’d dug her heels in before.

But while I wasn’t surprised at her actions, I was still a little taken aback that she did it so quickly. I suspected she’d do something to defy my orders, but the way she waited only the bare minimum of time before getting herself off while moaning my name and taunting me about fucking her… I felt like she’d thrown down the gauntlet.Do your worst.

My jaw clenched tight. Oh, I would do my worst, all right. Claire was going to find out exactly what happened when I had to discipline a bratty submissive.

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