Page 1 of Lustful Secrets
Chapter One
Mallory strides back into the party, her heart pounding. Sebastian has been flirting with her all night and she is sure he is just leading her on. She has yet to see him out of his clothes and she has yet to see what it feels like to be loved or wanted by him. She is a virgin, and part of her has always hoped he would be her first. It is a fantasy that occupies her mind during moments of loneliness and masturbation. She lets her mind drift back to the night of her own birthday party.
Four months ago, during her twentieth birthday party, Mallory had been feeling overwhelmed by the crowds and escaped to the garden for some fresh air. It was dark outside, but there he was – Sebastian.
She was drunk from peach schnapps, something her parents were blissfully unaware of, and despite being slightly embarrassed at being caught staring at him, she answered truthfully when Sebastian asked if she was having a good time. The conversation went on, growing more and more intimate, before shifting to her virginity. Feeling her face flame and grateful the darkness of the night hid it, she admitted that she was still a virgin. And then, gathering the courage the alcohol provided, she admitted she wanted him to be the one to take itfrom her. Instead of rebuking her or lecturing her about their age difference and drinking, he stepped closer until his body was almost against hers in the back wall of the pool house.
"Have you thought about my dick in your pussy before?" he questioned in a deep voice.
His question took her breath away and she could only nod in response.
"Do you touch yourself thinking about me?" He leaned in closer, his hands caging hers on either side, so close but not touching.
Licking her dry lips nervously, Mallory could only nod again.
A low growl escaped his throat as he looked upon her. "I don't fuck like a normal man, little peach," he said softly. "I have stipulations. I have demands. I have dark desires I don't think a girl like you could handle."
Her body tingled with a mix of fear and excitement at his words. His intense gaze pinned her in place as he barked an order. "Take your panties off."
Panic rose within her body as she stammered, "Wh-what? Here?"
He gave a half laugh but his eyes remained heavy with lust. "I'm not fucking you tonight," he said, low and menacing. "If you ever want me to fuck you, don't make me tell you again."
She was frozen in place, unable to move or respond to him. What did he mean by taking her panties off if he wasn't going to fuck her? She had no time to ponder it further because heated moments passed between them before Mallory stuttered, "I–I'm missing my party."
But instead of allowing her to leave, he stepped closer and pulled her into his chest possessively. His whispered words dripped with dark desire as he breathed into her ear, “Yournipples are hard, little peach. I want to suck them through your dress, but I only reward good girls."
"What do you do to bad girls?" Her voice sounded foreign to herself, but she was curious.
He grabbed her arm, his grip painful. His eyes blazed as he dragged her into the garden, away from the music and laughter coming from the party. Until they were so far in that no one could find them.
Sebastian sat on the concrete bench before pushing her down over his lap. She yipped in shock but before she could even comprehend what was happening, he had already pulled up her dress, exposing her white cotton panties.
"What are you doing?!" she cried out, struggling against his hold.
"Showing you what I do to bad girls." He spoke calmly as he ripped her panties off. His hand descended on her bare ass with a loud smack.
She yelped again in pain and surprise. He gritted through clenched teeth, "If you keep making noise someone's going to catch us." Then he delivered two more stinging blows.
He let her stand in front of him, and tears started rolling down her face. Her bottom was still smarting from his hard hand.
"You spanked me," she accused him, backing away from him.
"Yes, so I did." There was a darkness in his gaze that made her heart flutter nervously. "I told you, I have dark desires."
"I didn't like it when you spanked me."
"I didn't ask you to like it." He narrowed his eyes as he studied her face. "Are you sure you want to play my game, Mallory?"
She knew what he was asking her. The realization made her pulse quicken. It felt like he was testing her, seeing if she could be the girl he needed.
"Yes, sir," she responded softly, bowing her head.
His eyes burned into her and she felt scorched by the heat she felt from his gaze.
"Good girl." He sounded pleased. He lifted her chin so she could look at him. "If you're going to play with me, you need to understand the rules. I'm not your boyfriend. You don't respond to me with sweet little nicknames or call me 'baby.' You will call me Sebastian in front of your family, as usual. In private, you will call me Sir."
Mallory stood perfectly still, shivering with desire, feeling like she couldn't move. Sebastian's gaze landed on the swell of her breasts as they rose and fell.
