The Price of Desire (14 page)

She lifted her hips and bucked against him, forcing him deeper and harder into her. The body next to her began to shake and she knew Edwina was close to climax too.

‘Come with me,' Georgie whispered, kissed Edwina feverishly, and then she was coming, his long hard strokes tipping her over the edge.

Her legs buckled and she was only supported by Gideon's arm around her waist. The orgasm blew her away, but as she came back to her surroundings she could only feel shame for her outrageous behaviour. She didn't know these people, they were strangers, and yet she had behaved like an out of control hussy.

Gideon sat back down, still naked and a little out of breath. Edwina lay on the bed, sighing theatrically, and Georgie began to dislike her, to find her somewhat irritating.

‘Edwina, my dear,' Gideon said. ‘Why don't you go down and have some fun in the jacuzzi? I need a quick word with Georgie, in private.'

A sulky expression crossed Edwina's face as she got up and left the room, still naked. Georgie nervously watched her go. Had she been found out? Did Gideon know her real reason for being there? Now they were alone she became acutely aware that she was still naked. She looked around for her dress, but it was on the floor out of reach.

‘There's something different about you, Georgie,' Gideon mused. ‘You have a certain spark.'

Georgie couldn't help but notice his naked penis was twitching, apparently getting excited again, and slowly, before realising what she was doing, she lowered herself from the bed, to the floor, and prowled like a graceful cat to Gideon's feet. She knelt between his thighs, reached out, and took the growing shaft into her mouth. She flicked her tongue over its salty head, one hand fondling his heavy balls while she bobbed her head up and down, trying to swallow as much of the length as she could. Gideon draped a languid hand over the back of her head, forcing his ridged cock further down her throat.

‘I knew I was right about you,' he drawled. ‘And do you know what I think?'

Georgie could only give a muffled response, sucking furiously, her mouth full of his cock.

‘I think you're a bit of a naughty girl, really. I think you like it rough and dirty, don't you?'

Again Georgie couldn't answer, but sucked harder so as not to disappoint. Then Gideon pushed her back and stood up. ‘Go over to the bed,' he instructed.

Georgie complied and perched nervously on the edge, trembling with anticipation of what he was about to do to her, what she was about to be subjected to that could not be done in the presence of Edwina.

‘I think we could become good friends, you and I,' he went on. ‘Would you like that?'

Georgie nodded, compelled to despite herself.

‘I'd like us to see a lot more of one another,' he went on.

There was something about his quiet confidence that both unsettled and appealed to her. She hated herself for being so weak and giving in so easily to his demands, but she knew she'd do anything the man asked of her.

‘I need to make sure you are what I'm looking for though,' he added.

‘I hope I don't disappoint you,' she answered, and shamefully meant it.

His stiff cock swayed and bobbed as he approached her, blue veins visible under the tight skin. Georgie longed to possess it, to command its long hard strokes and feast on its delicious delights.

‘Turn over,' he ordered, and she obeyed. She knelt on all fours with her legs spread wide for him, her breasts hanging. Without looking back she knew where his attention would be drawn to. She dipped her back and lifted her bottom, allowing him a clear view of her sex lips and wrinkled little star, both well lubricated with her own juices. Holding this rude pose for him felt deliciously naughty, but was also a sign of her submission; she was his to use and enjoy as he wanted. She also felt a smug satisfaction that he chose to be alone with her and that he'd sent Edwina away. She would make sure he didn't regret the choice.

‘I think it's time you tasted some of your own medicine,' Gideon growled, and before Georgie had time to consider what he meant a powerful palm landed squarely on her rump with a resounding smack. She cried out. A second and a third blow were administered in quick succession. Georgie's indignation simmered, but the initial sting from each spank soon spread across both buttocks to her pulsing sex. The delicious anticipation of each slap caused her to tremble, and as each was delivered she gritted her teeth and took it. Sobbing in confused shame and desperation she spread her legs wider, a begging gesture, she needed him inside her again. She held her breath waiting for the next spank, but it didn't come.

Chancing a look back she saw him smiling calmly at her, a look of cold control in his eyes. Her insides began to churn. Maybe it wasn't the best decision to be alone with him, but there was no escape now and she knew in her heart that she'd follow this to its conclusion - whatever that may be.

Suddenly she wanted to make him lose that maddening composure, that arrogance, to see him red in the face and sweating with the exertion of fucking her. She wanted to hear him grunting and groaning as he tried to force his engorged cock deeper inside her hot pussy, and finally crying out as she drew his hot spunk from his balls.

Gideon positioned himself between her thighs, a hand on each rosy cheek. He spread her arse and she felt his stiff penis slide slowly up and down between them.

‘So, young Georgie, are you ready to prove to me you're a bad girl?' Gideon said. ‘A
really
bad girl?'

Georgie nodded, suddenly unable to speak.

‘I bet you're just dying to show me how much of a bad girl you are...' and before Georgie could make another response he sank his cock back into her pussy with one long smooth shunt. She moaned and pressed back against the sudden penetration, but Gideon, with both hands on her hips, held her impaled on his entire length and unable to move. Georgie felt the tips of his thumbs stroking in the cleft of her bottom, lingering briefly on her anus, before again stroking her spanked buttocks. His teasing touches made her tingle all over, and tremble with his increasing attention on her little puckered hole.

One thumb returned yet again and began to push against the little star. Georgie froze, mortified as she realised what was about to happen to her. It was so rude that she hung her head, trying to hide her blushes, but she couldn't deny it felt good. She felt totally vulnerable and ashamed at her body's response to the inappropriate sensations.

‘See, now doesn't that feel good, young lady? I knew you were a girl who'd enjoy this.' He wiggled his thumb mischievously just inside her rear passage, and Georgie moaned in agreement.

He withdrew his thumb and penis simultaneously, leaving Georgie feeling empty and gasping for more. Then to her shame she felt the large head of his penis pushing against her anal ring. Although slick with her juices it took a couple of determined thrusts to break beyond the tight ring of muscle. She felt herself being opened up and clenched a handful of the bedclothes, her knuckles turning white. With slower movements Gideon eased himself further inside until, with a final push he was totally embedded in her gripping rear channel.

He grunted with satisfaction. ‘You're so deliciously tight here, dear girl. I do believe I'm the first man to conquer this little hole.'

Georgie could only sob into the bedcovers; it was so deliciously painful and exquisitely naughty, she had never felt anything like it before. She felt so stretched and full and could only whimper as she received his invasion. His fingers began to move between her legs, teasing the swollen folds of her pussy, easily penetrating her there too.

‘I knew you were a dirty little slut,' he growled. ‘Your cunt's so wet... so hot... and your arse is so tight...'

The shame of what they were doing made her insides churn with sinful pleasure.

‘A dirty little slut, as pretty as you, is just what I'm looking for,' he grunted through clenched teeth, as he got into a steady rhythm of fucking her arse. ‘You're perfect.'

Slowly he pulled out of her until only the tip held her open, and then plunged back in once more. ‘Oh yeah...' he breathed, his voice strained, ‘such a lovely tight arse.'

Georgie tightened her grip on the sheets, bracing herself against him, his groin slapping against her spanked buttocks, his heavy balls swinging between her thighs as he steadily buggered her. She had utterly yielded to the man, and the shame of her submission both dismayed and thrilled her.

She felt her orgasm on the horizon as his thrusts became harder and faster, again and again he drove his cock deeper into her body, both hands tight round her waist for increased leverage.

‘Harder, fuck me harder,' she moaned, knowing it was what he wanted to hear.

‘Fucking little bitch,' he panted. ‘I'll give it to you harder all right,' and he rutted deeper and deeper, leaning over her back, pressing her into the mattress.

‘Please, I need your cock deeper inside me,' she managed between sobs.

Gideon took a handful of her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her spine into a low dip, angling her arse for even better penetration. He continued to grunt expletives but they were no longer coherent sentences.

‘Tight bitch,' he spat through clenched teeth as he pounded into her over and over. ‘Little whore, I'm fucking your tight arse.'

Smothered into the mattress Georgie wormed a hand back to her wet cunt. She rubbed her clit, her fingers slippery in her own juices. She was going to orgasm and she wanted him to orgasm with her.

‘Come in my arse, I'm such a dirty little bitch,' she urged desperately. ‘I want you to fill my arse with spunk,' she pleaded.

Beyond words Gideon resumed spanking her with each thrust, sending her over the edge into an overwhelming orgasm, causing her sphincter to spasm around the invading stalk, and his last erratic thrust spewed a jet of sperm into her, granting her request as she remained in the grip of her own orgasm.

She lay draped facedown on the bed for a few blissful minutes after he withdrew. She was exhausted, thoroughly drained.

He went back to the chair and his clothes, and for a moment there was silence between them.

‘Georgie,' he eventually said, ‘I want to see you again. I'd like to invite you to a more intimate engagement. Are you free tomorrow evening?'

She was taken aback at the apparent formality of the invitation, given what had just occurred between them. ‘Um, yes,' she answered, not sure of what else to say and pulled her dress back on, not bothering to find her underwear. Gideon walked back over to her now fully dressed and took both of her hands in his.

‘Good, because there's a friend of mine I'd like you to meet...' He was interrupted by a knock on the bedroom door.

‘Gideon, it's Sapphire, you wanted to see me?' came a woman's voice from the landing outside.

He looked undecided for a moment, like he was going to send the woman away, but then he smiled a little distractedly at Georgie and called, ‘Yes, okay, come in.'

The door immediately opened and Georgie was shocked to see the woman from the pub cellar come in. Georgie panicked, fearing instant recognition and exposure, but then remembered that she'd not actually been seen by anyone. Only Bunnie had been caught and taken down to the cellar, and none of those that were down there would know for sure that she'd actually had an accomplice. So she took a deep breath and endeavoured to calm herself, desperate not to give herself away, praying the woman hadn't already seen Bunnie at the party. If she had, Georgie reckoned she was about to find out.

‘I'll make this quick because, as you can see, I'm entertaining,' Gideon said abruptly to the woman, and Georgie relaxed a little, sensing the woman's sudden presence was nothing to do with her or Bunnie. ‘I did have a job for you tomorrow night, but I think I've found someone else for it now.' He cast a glance to where Georgie lay weary yet enticing on the dishevelled bed, a smile of cunning flitting across his face. He then returned his stare to the woman. ‘You go back to looking after our little flower, and I'll let you know when it's time.'

 

A short while later Gideon was draped across the bed, dozing and replete after another bout of fucking Georgie - her mouth this time - while she dressed quietly and hastened downstairs, now wanting to be seen by as few people as possible. The house was now much quieter, with those guests who hadn't yet left looking too satiated or tipsy to want to even consider making idle small talk.

She called a taxi on her mobile and eventually found Bunnie alone in the kitchen, nursing and sipping a reviving mug of coffee, dressed and looking about ready to go home.

‘Let's get out of here,' said Georgie, taking the warm mug from her and placing it on the worktop. ‘I've called a cab, and I
really
need to talk to you.'

‘Ready when you are,' said Bunnie. ‘What about Richard?'

‘He's a big boy,' said Georgie. ‘He can look after himself.'

 

Georgie lay awake for most of what remained of the night, going over and over what Gideon's brief exchange with Sapphire could have meant. She moulded her pillows into a more comfortable shape and buried her head in them. She had to get some sleep; they had important decisions to make and she needed her wits about her. She rolled over and looked at the clock on her bedside cabinet. It was four-thirty.