Page 41 of Indecent Proposal

She nodded eagerly, so willing and compliant. “Yes, wherever you want, however you want … God, I’m so wet and aching for you.”

I tested her pussy for myself, and yeah, she was soaked. I rubbed my fingers in that slick arousal, then plunged two of them inside her. Claire moaned and shuddered.

“I didn’t know it could feel so good,” she confessed, her head falling back, and I immediately sucked at her neck and she ground harder into my hand, whimpering.

Yeah, I did love a nice quick dirty fuck, and I was going to take her right here, right now, on this table. Now that we’d broken past that first barrier, now that I’d earned her trust and she’d let me be in charge, we could havefun.

I pulled my fingers out of her and picked her up, shoving the plates out of the way so that there was room to put her on the table. “Lean back on your hands and wait here,” I ordered, and she immediately complied, while I went to retrieve another condom.

I stripped off my sweats, rolled on the rubber, then came back to her, naked and ready. Claire’s eyes were hungry on my cock as I pushed her knees wide apart, stepped in between, then hooked her legs over my biceps so she tipped back even further, giving me the angle I needed to line up the head of my shaft and enter her to the hilt with a long, hard thrust of my hips.

A soft cry fell from her lips as I stretched her full, and I groaned as her pussy engulfed my cock, so deliciously tight and irresistible. And the way she fell onto her elbows, her eyes rolling back as she gasped and panted like my cock was something magical, was hot as fuck.

I didn’t hesitate, didn’t even pause, just began fucking her while she moaned my name over and over. My shirt fell completely open so that I could watch her breasts bounce each time I slammed into her, and I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long, so thank God Claire was also riled up and ready to go. She squirmed on my cock, shoving her hips down as I pounded her into the table, making the whole thing shake each time I drove deep inside her pussy.

“Yeah, that’s a good girl,” I said, my voice gravelly. “That’s a good fucking girl. You want me to just be able to take you like this whenever I want? You’re gonna be my good little submissive and bend over for me whenever I tell you to? You’re going to let me fuck you, and you’re going to come all over my cock, as many times as I demand, aren’t you?”

Claire shuddered, her internal muscles constricting around my dick with each word I spoke. “Oh my God. Yes, yes, yes!”

I worried I was going a little far with the dirty talk, but Claire just ate it up, going absolutely wild for it. I braced my hands on the table next to her hips, folding her legs back even more so that I could get better leverage and kept at it, rutting into her harder, faster, as Claire moaned and bucked and begged me—

She screamed my name and it was pure madness the way her pussy clamped down on my cock in a series of rippling sensation as she came hard, slicking the length of my shaft with her orgasm. There was no way I could hold back after that, nor did I want to. With a deep, guttural grunt, I let loose, my entire body jerking erratically as I rode the high of my climax.

I stayed inside her for a moment as we came down, trying to regulate our heavy breathing, and then Claire gently placed her hands on my face and brought my mouth to hers. She kissed me, slow and deep, introducing the kind of after sex intimacy I’d always avoided with other women, but felt so damn right with her.

When our lips finally parted, she rested her forehead against mine. “Thank you,” she whispered, sounding vulnerable in a way I never would have expected. “For showing me just how good sex can be. For protecting me when no one else would. For just . . . being you and accepting me for who I am.”

I felt something basic and essential soften inside me at her sincere words. I wasn’t sure what to do with any of that, so like an idiot I said, “You’re welcome,” then placed a soft kiss on her lips as I separated our bodies and added, more as a way to give myself time and space to get my shit together, “Why don’t you take a shower, I’ll clean up breakfast, and we can watch a movie?”

She nodded, and smiled oh-so-sweetly, giving me another sucker punch of emotion to the chest. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

CHAPTER15

Claire

The hot, steamy shower did wonders for my body and sore muscles, although I almost wished that Vaughn was in here with me. The man made breakfast, cleaned it up, and gave me several earth-shattering orgasms. How was I supposed to give him up after this issue with Richard was resolved?

Sure, there was still a lot I had to learn about him, but the prospect of peeling back Vaughn’s layers intrigued me. I wanted to keep exploring this thing between us, and I wanted to keep exploring myself, too. What I wanted in bed, who I could be with someone like Vaughn who didn’t judge me, or expected me to be something I wasn’t.

It wasn’t lost on me that even though I was trapped in this cabin I felt freer and more open than I ever had before. Like I had been breathing stale air in the same room for years and now I was stepping outside and inhaling deeply and filling my lungs with a fresh, crisp breeze.

I just hoped that once I left this place that I’d be able to feel the same way, that I could find the same courage with others that I seemed to have with Vaughn. From the start I had no problem telling him what was on my mind, and fighting him on things, even if I ultimately wanted him to win. But in the rest of my life I conformed to what others expected of me, and it was time to change that.

In the safety and privacy of the bathroom shower, I vowed to myself that I would work to be better. That I wouldn’t waste my life again on something I didn’t want. I would stand up for myself, the way that I did with Vaughn.

When I got out of the shower, Vaughn had changed back into his sweatpants and was relaxing on the sofa in front of the fireplace. He had the laptop in his lap and was scrolling through movies.

God, he was handsome. He looked completely in his element like this, all brawny strength and long, clean lines. His hair glowed a little, going from dark brunette to golden brown in the light from the fire he’d started. His furrowed brow and his scruffy beard made him look fierce, dangerous almost, but I felt nothing but safe and secure with him.

He looked up as I entered the room, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around my body.

He gave me a mock glare. “You’re not making me want to just watch a movie.”

“When I said I’d be a good girl and submit to you, I never said I wouldn’t ever tease you anymore,” I volleyed back with a sassy smile.

I walked over to the drawers and pulled out some sweats that were too big for me and another of Vaughn’s shirt. I put them on, rolling the waist and the cuffs on the sweats before walking over to join him at the couch.

“You and my clothes,” he murmured, though he no longer sounded annoyed by me wearing them. In fact, the appreciative gleam in his eyes said just the opposite, that he liked me in his things.

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