Realization crashes
through me. Oh my God!
I tense in panic, but
there’s excitement racing through me too. I know how good it feels
with his tongue back there, his fingers probing inside. How will it
feel with all of him buried inside me -- possessing me where nobody
has ever fucked me before?
I want him. I want him
to own me completely.
He takes my hips,
pulling me into position. “Relax,” he orders me. I feel something
cool and slippery spread over me, lube, and then the nudge of
pressure of his cock between my cheeks. He spreads me wider. My heart
stops.
“Just relax, and let
me in, Keely. Let me all the way in.”
I take a deep breath,
and try to do as he says. The pressure builds, and then he’s
pushing inside, breaching my tight channel with his enormous dick.
Fuck!
I bite back a cry of
pain. Oh God. He’s splitting me open. I’m on fire, stretched
tight, too big for me to take. There’s no way we can do this. It
hurts so much!
Vaughn groans. I can
hear the pleasure in his ragged gasp. “Fuck, Keely. You’re
incredible.”
He sinks into me
another half inch, and this time I can’t stop from crying out.
“Stop! I can’t... I want to, but it’s too much.”
“Breathe,” Vaughn
orders me gently. “Breathe through it, baby. I promise you, this is
going to feel so fucking good.”
He reaches between my
thighs, slowly rubbing my clit until the pleasure shudders through
me. I relax into it, focusing on the sweetness, and I don’t even
realize I’ve adjusted to his invasion until he pushes in a little
more.
Jesus. He’s so big. I
struggle for breath. A strange sensation is taking hold of me. Thick
sweetness, a tide of pleasure curling at the base of my spine. It’s
like nothing else, like a drug slowly seeping into every cell in my
body.
“Is this OK?”
Vaughn asks, softly rubbing against my clit.
I find it hard to even
speak. “Yes.” I groan, falling into the pleasure. “More,
please. More.”
Vaughn’s grip
tightens on my hips. He pushes deeper, deeper inside. Fuck, so deep
he’s filling me up, stretching me open, sending shockwaves racing
to through every nerve.
Then he rocks back.
“Oh God,” I gasp.
“Please, don’t stop.”
“Never,” Vaughn
growls. “Fuck, you feel so good!”
He pushes deeper again,
and then pulls back. The friction of his cock rubbing inside me
drives me out of my mind. The sweetness seizes hold of me, paralyzing
me in the depths of ecstasy.
“Vaughn,” I
whimper, resting my cheek on the bench.
“You feel that,
baby?” Vaughn demands. He speeds up his rhythm, rocking faster,
fucking me harder. “That’s what it feels like to give me
everything. I own this ass now, I own your sweet cunt. Every part of
you. I’m all the way there, deep inside.”
“Yes,” I moan, “I’m
yours, Vaughn. All yours.”
I can barely breathe
with the pleasure crashing through me, can’t even find the strength
to drive back the way I want. I lay there, gazing out at the dark
city, at the lights, as Vaughn drives his thick cock deeper into my
ass, all the way to the hilt.
It crashes over me, the
forbidden pleasure, the dirty thrill. All of it driving me higher,
opening me up to Vaughn’s demanding thrusts, making me moan with
every one of his animal grunts.
“Dammit, Keely,”
his voice is thick, drugged with lust. “I can’t hold on much
longer. You’re too good, too fucking tight.”
“So don’t hold
back,” I gasp, forcing myself up on my hands and knees again. I
thrust back to meet his next stroke, impaling him even deeper. Oh
God! Vaughn’s fingers bite into my skin with force. He lets out a
roar, slamming into me now.
Yes!
I’m beyond pleasure,
I don’t even know what’s possessing me now. All I know is fire
and hunger, a raw animal frenzy taking me over, burning deep inside.
Vaughn pounds his cock deeper, and I scream, feeling the force
everywhere. Pleasure and pain explode together. I’m sobbing,
chanting his name over and over, begging him to fuck me harder, push
me over the edge, make me come undone.
“More!” I scream,
as Vaughn slams inside me. I’m in free-fall, caught up in the
madness, his cock the only thing that matters in the world. Those
nine invading inches, splitting my most forbidden place wide open,
claiming me with force and power. “Give me everything! I want it
all!”
Vaughn curses a
desperate yell, and then his hands are gripping me tight, pinning me
in place as he slams his dick into me. I struggle for air, dizzy and
raw. Fuck, the intensity is out of this world, my head spinning as my
body hurtles to the brink. I can’t hold it back, I can’t even
process the sensation, I’m helpless in his hands as it crashes over
me, a pleasure so strong it blows my mind apart. I come screaming. My
body breaks and shatters into ecstasy. The waves slam through me, so
hard, so intense, I can’t take the pleasure. I scream his name
again as he comes with a spasm, and then I’m falling, falling, and
I hurtle into the dark.
VAUGHN
“We’re running out
of time.”
I pace the apartment,
frustrated as fuck despite the fact Keely’s just been down on her
knees, giving me a gold-star blow-job. Usually her wet little mouth
is enough to make me forget my name, but this is different. I can’t
relax. “It’s only two days left until the big board meeting.
Brent’s going to call a vote on the takeover, and if we don’t
find something to stop them, it’ll go through.”
“Vaughn, try to calm
down.” Keely gives me a worried smile. “You’ve barely slept in
days.”
“How can I?” I
demand. “Excaliber Finance will buy out the company, and Martin
Ridley -- the man who blackmailed Ashcroft and ruined my father’s
life -- will get what he’s wanted all along.”
“He hurt my family
too,” Keely reminds me. “But Ridley and Brent must have been
planning this for months. I don’t want you to take it personally if
they manage to force the vote.”
“It doesn’t matter
about the vote,” I say. “That bastard is going to suffer for what
he did to my family. I’m getting answers, no matter what.”
Keely bites her lip.
“Are you sure that’s the best idea? This has controlled your life
for so long. Maybe it’s time to let it go.”
“What are you
saying?” I scowl. “I let the guy walk without knowing the truth?”
Keely sighs. “No, I
just wonder... If the past should stay that way, that’s all. I
don’t want you getting hurt.”
“Ridley’s the one
who’s going to hurt,” I vow. “Right after he tells me
everything about my father.”
Keely doesn’t look
happy, but she doesn’t argue. “I’m going to take a shower,”
she says instead. She gives me a flirty grin. “Want to come help me
clean off?”
I exhale. “Later. I’m
going to go over the files again, see if we missed anything.”
Keely strokes my hair
softly. “Don’t stay up too late. This will be over soon,” she
adds, trying to comfort me before she goes down the hall to the
bathroom. She doesn’t realize this will never be over. Not until
I’m eye to eye with Ridley, and I know exactly what shady shit that
guy was into that drove my father to suicide.
The doorbell goes. I
check the security cameras. Cam. What the fuck is this guy doing on
Keely’s doorstep at eleven at night?
I yank the door open.
Cam looks surprised. “Vaughn?”
“What do you want?”
I demand.
“Is Keely here?” he
asks. “I want to talk to her.”
“She’s in the
shower.”
“Can I come in?” he
asks. “It’s important.”
I stare at him a moment
before letting him in. I don’t trust him, especially not around
Keely, but maybe he’s got information that can help us out.
“I didn’t know you
were still in town,” Cam says, walking into the living room.
“Surprised to see
me?” I watch him, wondering what he’s up to.
“Glad, actually,”
Cam replies. “I’m happy Keely has you with her.”
“Sure,” I snort,
going to fix a drink.
“Despite what you
think, Vaughn, I’m not your rival.” Cam sounds amused. I turn.
“Who do you think brought you together in the first place?” he
asks. “I’m the one who gave Brent your details. He hired you to
seduce her because I gave him the idea.”
Wait, what?
“You’re working
with Brent?” I demand, ready to go smash his fucking face in.
Cam quickly holds up
his hands. “I was working for Ashcroft,” he corrects me. “Back
in the months before he died, Ashcroft got nostalgic. Guilt, I guess,
wondering what happened to his old friends. He had me track down
Keely’s mother, that’s how we found out he had a daughter after
all this time. And he wanted me to find you and your family too. He
never forgave himself for what happened to your father.”
I gulp down the
whiskey, and pour another glass. “Go on,” I demand.
Cam sighs. “He knew
things would be tough for Keely, inheriting the company. He thought
maybe you could be a friend to her, watch out and protect her against
Brent and all the rest. But when I found you...” He gives me a
look. “We both know you wouldn’t have given her the time of day.
Or if you did, you would have fucked her and moved on.”
I feel a ripple of
guilt. He’s right. A couple of months ago, I would have shot a load
over Keely’s ripe tits and walked straight out the door without
another thought.
“I didn’t know how
to make it work. It was one of Ashcroft’s final wishes, that the
two of you be together somehow. So when Brent came sniffing, wanting
to get Keely out of the picture, I realized he could hire you to
seduce her.”
“That’s fucked up,”
I say shortly.
Cam shrugs. “But it
worked, didn’t it? You’re here, protecting her, just like
Ashcroft wanted. He was a few cards short of a full deck by the end.”
Cam grins. “But I guess his instincts were right about you.”
I try to process it.
Old man Ashcroft was the one behind my seduction all along? What the
fuck?
“So where does Brent
come in?” I demand. “Sounds like you guys are pretty fucking
friendly.”
Cam shakes his head.
“I’ve been trying to keep an eye on him. Ashcroft had me playing
double agent -- getting close to Brent, making him think I’d switch
teams -- then reporting back. That’s why I’m here tonight.”
“You found
something?”
“No, that’s the
point.” Cam looks grim. “Ridley’s got the vote locked down.
We’re all out of options to save the company.”
“Are you sure?”
Keely’s voice comes.
We both turn. She’s in the doorway, wrapped in a bathrobe with wet
hair.
“How long have you
been there?” I ask.
“Long enough.” She
moves to stand beside me, placing a hand on my arm. I wait for her to
say something about Ashcroft, to get mad again over how I was hired
to seduce her, but instead, she gives me a soft smile. She turns to
Cam. “Are you sure it’s over?”
“I went to Brent
myself,” he says. “Acted like I could be bought, if the price was
right. Sway some votes in exchange for a job at the new company. But
he said he didn’t need me. They had it all sewn up.”
“Dammit,” I curse.
“That’s it then. We’re fucked.”
“Maybe not.” Keely
looks thoughtful. “They might not need you on their side, Cam, but
they would definitely want me. I mean, a hostile takeover doesn’t
look good. It shows division, and could affect the share price. But
if I go to them myself and offer to strike a deal, keep the company
out of the headlines, they might take the bait.”
“And then what?”
Cam frowns.
“Then I demand to see
Ridley, to negotiate directly. Just the two of us, face to face.”
“Over my dead body,”
I exclaim. “Fuck, Keely, someone tried to kill you!”
“This guy is
dangerous,” Cam agrees. “You don’t know what he’s capable
of.”
“I’ll be fine,”
Keely insists. “We can set up the meeting so you’re right in the
next room. Don’t you see? It’s our only shot. If I can get him to
say anything incriminating about what happened with Ashcroft and your
father, then it’ll be worth it.”
I scowl. Fuck. She’s
making sense, but I don’t like it one bit.
“I’ll be right
there,” I say. “And if he lays so much as a finger on you--”
“He won’t,” Keely
decides. “Why would he? As far as he knows, I’m just some girl in
way over her head. He thinks he’s gotten away with everything. That
now Ashcroft is dead, there’s nobody to investigate what happened
back then. So let’s use that, and make him talk.”
I exhale, fighting to
control my anger and worry. Sending Keely straight into the lion’s
den goes against every instinct in my body. But we’re running out
of time. And she’s got that look in her eye like she won’t take
no for an answer.
“Let’s do it,” I
say. “But we do this my way. I’m not putting you in danger,” I
growl. “I’m going to be right there with you, as close as
possible. That bastard won’t hurt anyone again.”
KEELY
I call Brent, with Cam
and Vaughn standing by the phone to hear.
“I need to meet with
Excaliber,” I tell him, trying to sound worried. “I want to work
out a deal.”
Brent gives a smug
laugh. “Too late, sweetheart. You should have taken the million I
offered when you had the chance. Come tomorrow afternoon, you’ll be
out with nothing.”
“I can still make
this difficult,” I point out. “Make waves in the press, launch a
legal block. The share price will suffer, and who knows? Maybe some
of the board will change their mind.”
Brent is silent. “What
do you want?” he finally demands.
“I want to talk to
the person who’s really in charge,” I say. “I’ll discuss my
payoff with them, nobody else.”
Brent sounds pissed.
“Fine, I’ll see.” He hangs up without a word.