Page 36 of Indecent Proposal

Vaughn wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand. “I think you’ve learned your lesson enough for right now, don’t you?”

I whimpered, shaking my head at the thought of being left like this. “Please, sir.”

“Mmm. Close, but not quite.” Vaughn stretched, his eyes dark and devilish. “It’s late and I need to get some sleep. So do you, in fact.”

“What?” I slurred, feeling drugged on all the unquenched lust coursing through my veins. “You’re—you’re going to just—leave me like this?”

“I sure am. That was the whole point of the lesson,” Vaughn said, moving off the bed and starting to strip off his clothes. “If you continue to be good and show me you’re going to do as you’re told, then tomorrow, Imightactually let you orgasm.”

Distracted, I stared as he removed his shirt, then his jeans and briefs, my mouth going dry as dust. Oh holy mother of God. This was the first time I’d ever seen him naked, and he was fucking glorious. Toned muscle everywhere, six pack abs, and that impressive cock of his swaying thick and hard between his legs.

I wanted to lick him all over.

Vaughn grinned arrogantly when he caught me ogling at him. “I hope I’m not disappointing you, sweetheart.”

“The opposite,” I blurted out, my desire for him making me honest.

“Good to know.”

Vaughn winked at me, the cocky bastard. Of course he knew how attractive he was, the asshole. Luckily for him, I was so damn turned on that I couldn’t find it in me to be sassy.

He grabbed his erect cock, slowly stroking it a few times in his fist, showing it off for me. “You want this?”

“Yes,” I moaned hopefully.

Vaughn sighed. “Well. A pity I’ll be taking care of this in the bathroom then.” He squeezed his cock and I saw a little precum leak out, taunting me. “But don’t worry, I’ll be thinking about you the entire time I jack myself off.”

“Asshole,” I hissed, and he merely chuckled as I tugged in frustration at the fabric holding me in place.

Vaughn strolled into the bathroom, and I had to lie there while I heard the muffled noises of him groaning and grunting, the slick slap of his hand working his shaft repeatedly. I could picture it all so clearly, him stroking that gorgeous cock of his, his face etched in concentration as he brought himself to orgasm . . .

So. Not. Fair.I thought irritably.

A short while later, he exited the bathroom and I saw his cock was soft now, and he appeared more relaxed—unlike myself. I was still so keyed up, and knew it was going to be a long, restless night.

“Are you going to release my hands?” I asked him, my lips pursed.

“And risk you touching yourself?” He shook his head, completely unfazed when I glared at him. “You can scowl at me all you want. I’m only trying to eliminate that temptation, so you’ll be good and can finally get what you really want.”

I let out a huff, and the corner of his mouth twitched with amusement,the jerk.

“Do you mind if I share the bed with you?”

The question shocked me . . . the fact that he’d even ask, instead of just do it. Like he would sleep somewhere else if I didn’t want to share the bed with him, whether I was tied up or not. I debated for a second, having a gleeful moment when I thought of him being miserable and uncomfortable on the couch, but the truth was, I didn’t want to sleep alone.

“No, I don’t mind,” I said softly.

“Good.”

He climbed into bed with me, rolled to his side and draped his arm over my waist, settling in. His body was warm, and even just this simple, nonsexual contact drove me insane. It took everything in me not to squirm.

“Goodnight,” Vaughn murmured, and I wanted to turn and bite his bulging bicep. Not to actually scar him, but just enough to show that I wasn’t pleased with all of this, or him, at the moment.

But I was trying tosubmitand show him I could learn and behave, so I resisted the urge. “Goodnight, sir.”

Vaughn squeezed my waist a little. “You’re learning. Good girl.”

His praise slid through me like warm, sticky honey . . . I sighed, liking it way too much.

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