Page 26 of Indecent Proposal

I swallowed. I was sure he could feel the movement under his hand. I said nothing—I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to give in too easily, but I didn’t want to be too rebellious, either. I didn’t want him to decide I wasn’t worth his time or effort.

Vaughn continued to examine me, his gaze piercing. I waited for his instructions, for his touch, for anything, my entire body vibrating with need.

Finally, he released my chin, and his hands went to his zipper, along with my gaze. “You’ve caused a problem for me, with your bratty behavior. I can’t find out who’s after you if my attention is divided between the search and what you’re up to. I can’t focus if I’m having to check up on you and worry about your safety.”

He dragged the zipper down slowly and my mouth watered. I could see the outline of his erection in his pants, thick and long, and I could feel myself getting wet in response. I shifted, trying to rub my thighs together. I wanted that cock inside of me. It was almost alarming, how badly I wanted it filling me up.

“So, for your penance, you’re going to make it up to me. You’re going to give me something pleasurable, to make up for the problem you’ve caused. Understand?”

I nodded, almost too eagerly.

Vaughn took my chin again, this time in a firmer grip, his dark brow arched. “I’m sorry, what do we say?”

“Yes, sir?” I hazarded, my voice breathy and wavering.

Vaughn smirked. “Very good.”

He drew his cock out, and I almost whimpered out loud. Oh my God. He was as well-endowed as I’d hoped for. I was excited. I wanted to impress Vaughn. I wanted to give him the best goddamn blowjob of his life. Especially since this was supposed to be a sort-of punishment. I was going to make it up to him, all right.

“You know what you’re going to do, don’t you?” Vaughn asked.

“Yes, sir,” I said, ready this time.

“If you’re very good about it, then I’ll give you a reward. But you have to earn it.” He tapped the side of my cheek with his finger and I obediently opened my mouth for him. “Show me just how good of a girl you can be.”

Instead of letting me initiate and explore his cock, Vaughn fed it to me, inch by inch, until he hit the back of my throat and pulled back so that I wasn’t choking. He had no idea I could deep throat, I thought giddily. I couldn’t wait to show him.

But first, I had to be a good girl and follow what he was doing right now. And right now, it was clear, he wanted to use me. To face fuck me—my punishment for defying him.

Vaughn pulled out until only the head of his cock was inside of my mouth, resting on the tip of my tongue, and then thrust back in. I moaned around him so that he could feel the vibrations, and Vaughn cursed under his breath.

“Such a good girl. Look at you, so eager to please. Where was all this obedience earlier?” His fingers sifted through my hair then held on tight to keep me in place as he began to thrust shallowly into my mouth, establishing a rhythm.

I kept my mouth open and my hands resting on my thighs, submissive to him and a wet, warm hole for him to fuck. Vaughn’s gaze on me was like fire, and I found myself slowly getting wetter and wetter as he stared down at me and used me for his pleasure.

He hadn’t tied me up. He hadn’t forced me to do anything. He hadn’t manhandled me. Hell, he hadn’t even raised his voice. And yet he was completely in control of me, his mere presence enough to keep me in line and compliant.

This was true power. This was true dominance, and I reveled in it.

The weight of his cock, the stretch of it against my jaw, the taste of his pre-come on my tongue, drove me wild. I dug my nails into my thighs as Vaughn thrust harder, more erratic. I wanted to give him more, and the next time he pushed his cock into me, I leaned in, so that the head glided down the back of my throat. I took him all the way, until the coarse hairs at the base of his cock tickled my skin, and I heard him choke in surprise.

“Fuck,” he growled, his fingers fisting tighter in my hair, which I loved. “Oh, you naughty little minx. You were waiting to show that off, weren’t you?”

I looked up at him through my lashes. I couldn’t smile with his cock stuffing my mouth wide like this, but I imagined myself smirking anyway, hoping he could read it in my eyes.

Apparently he could, because Vaughn smirked right back at me. “You really are just full of surprises, aren’t you, Claire Turner?”

He slowly withdrew his shaft and then returned, deep-throating me again, and I moaned greedily. He did it again, and again, and again, then finally pulled back. “Fuck, that feels so damn good, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

I appreciated his misplaced concern. So, I rose up on my knees, wrapping my hands around the backs of his strong, muscular thighs, and eagerly licked up and down his shaft like I was a kid and this was my ice cream cone. His big body shuddered as I toyed with the slit, ran my tongue along the underside, then scraped my teeth ever so slightly over his taut skin.

Yeah, I was teasing him a little, and he had to know it.

Eventually, Vaughn hissed out a breath, and I felt a sharp tug in my hair. I looked up at him through my lashes again.

“I thought you were going to be a good girl, and instead you’re taunting me.”

I licked my bottom lip, savoring the salty, male taste of him. “You’re enjoying it.”

---