Page 32 of Vengeful Seduction
I still had the same dreams I’d always had—of building Black Tech into something my grandfather would have been proud of. And Kaye, for all of her sweetness, was still standing in the way of what I wanted.
“I want to take things to the next level with us,” I admitted, and I let myself get lost in the moment. For just a few seconds, I let the feelings I was having for her come forward, to hopefully make me sound sincerer.
For just a moment, there was a flash of wariness in her eyes. I had noticed something about Kaye. Though I had wondered how she could be a virgin at her age, I had learned she was quite cautious, especially when it came to matters of the heart.
Which only made her more impressive to me.
“What do you mean?” She turned to face me fully, as much as the chair she was perched in would allow. Her voice sounded neutral enough, and though I was very watchful, I didn’t see any sign she wouldn’t be open to what I was about to say.
“I mean that I feel things for you, Kaye. I want to see where this goes between us,” I confessed. “I want to make things exclusive between us. I don’t want to see anyone else. And I don’t want you to, either.”
As I was saying the words, I realized that it was true. I had no interest in any other woman, not even sexually. Just Kaye. I let the sincerity show in my words and shine in my eyes.
Suddenly, she grinned. Just like that, she flung herself at me and I had her on my lap, with her slender arms around me. She made a delightful armful, to say the very least.
“Of course,” she exclaimed, her lips still tilted up in a smile so bright I thought it might blind me. “Of course I want us to be exclusive. I haven’t even looked at another man.”
I believed it. I also knew she was going to look—and do much more than look—soon enough. With Brent. The very thought of it made me just a little bit nauseous, but it was, after all, the whole point of all of this.
“There’s more,” I warned her, once more pushing down my emotions about the future. It wasn’t the time to be negative. “I want to really take our relationship to the next level.”
I paused and waited for her to get it, but she just looked at me, her body hot and beautiful as she perched on my lap. She really was remarkably innocent, and I couldn’t help but find it thrilling.
I was already desperately hard just from our kisses and from the way she so trustingly came into my lap. I hadn’t touched another woman since before I’d set my sights on her, and my own hand was not a substitute for a gorgeous lady.
So I pressed my hips up, letting the hardness of my cock press against her ass, letting her feel just how eager I was for her.
“I mean sexually,” I clarified, and this was where everything was on the line. She could get offended and push me away, and then I would have to try to figure out how to deal with it. “I care about you a lot, Kaye. I want to show you.”
I tried to look sincere and found it much easier than I would have thought. I did want her—that much I’d already known—but there was more to it. I wanted to give her a really amazing first time, the sort of thing she would remember for the rest of her life.
Things were going to end badly between us. I already knew that and accepted it. And yet, I wanted her to have absolutely no regrets about her very first time.
“I …” She paused and I had to fight to breathe slowly and evenly—to not let myself get too tense. Whatever she said here, we would be okay. She obviously wasn’t offended, so I could work with it.
“I would like that,” she whispered, with a very sexy little flush on her cheeks.
Deep down, I had known she would say exactly that, but it was still a relief to hear the words.
I didn’t wait. I didn’t give her time to change her mind. Right then and there I stood up, sweeping her into my arms, and carried her to the bedroom.
Here is where it all would change. I knew in my heart Kaye would marry me even then. She wasn’t the type of woman to give a man what she’d guarded for so long if she didn’t mean to spend the rest of her life with him.
I was close to the prize.
Chapter 9
Kaye
It had been less than a month since we’d started dating—since we’d even met, really. Less than a month, and yet when he asked me to go to bed with him, there wasn’t really even a chance of me saying no.
This wasn’t me. It wasn’t who I was.
I barely recognized the woman who clung to David as he carried her easily through the mansion. This woman—the one who could own a mansion and be carried so romantically by a gorgeous man—she was a stranger to me.
Her life, however, was a lot more exciting than mine was, and I gave myself over. I let her have control. She knew what she wanted, and to be honest, it was the same thing I wanted.
I’d held onto my virginity long enough. I could trust David and I knew he would make it amazing for me. It was time.
