SINFUL DESIRES 1

"What are you doing here?" Jess Vaughn retreated back into the apartment.

Kai Rylan walked into the room, shut the door, and locked it. A black rope as wide as his arm dangled from his hand, catching on the floor with every step he took toward her. "You know why I'm here."

Regaining from the initial shock of the sight of the rope, Jess cleared her throat. "No, I don't."

But she knew exactly why he'd appeared. She'd run away from him when he'd told her not to.

"Don't lie to me, Jess."

On the edge of the couch, a few inches away, she rocked back on her heels, grinned demurely at him, and put her pointer fingers together attempting to be as shy as possible. Because shy girls like her weren't bratty. "I seriously don't know?"

"You bolted away from me," he snapped his fingers out to encircle his hand around the side of her neck and force her head back so she had to look at him. His teeth were gritted, his nostrils flaring like they did when something went wrong in his presence. "When I told you not to."

"I didn't do any such thing," she hummed.

God, getting angry made the heat down there between her legs worse.

"Don't play with me, Jess."

She had to bite her lips to stop herself from saying something stupid, but she couldn't resist.

"Or what?" she responded.

In a flash, Kai spun her around, leaned her over the couch, and began wrapping the rope around her arms. She jostled her shoulder against him to push him away, jiggled her body back and forth in an effort to get him to stop, and lifted her leg backward to kick him in the shin. But the ties only grew tighter around her forearms so she couldn't move them.

"Let me out."

"If you'd listened to what I told you," he grumbled in her ear, "I was going to treat you gentle."

"Screw you."

She didn't get a chance to say anything else before he shoved four fingers into her mouth. She gagged on them, spit dripping down her chin, and glared at him.

"Bratty girls like you don't talk back to their masters."

Heat flared between her thighs, her pussy clenching tighter.

"Do you get it?" he snarled.

She nodded to appease him so she could respond to his next question with a snotty reply.

Grabbing his hand free from her mouth, he yanked her up by the restraints and slams her into the nearest bedroom-blessedly hers and not Lylah's. He then bashed the door and thrust her onto the bed.

"Why did you bolt out of there?"

"Because I just wanted you to sleep with me. And besides, I was waiting for another guy."

He reached out and pinched her chin. "Don't be a brat, Jess. It's pissing me off."

"Good. Maybe you'll-"

"Maybe I'll shove my cock down your throat and give you your first punishment."

"Come on." His words lodged in her throat as he shoved her off the bed to her knees before him and unzipped himself, his cock springing out of his jeans. She stared up at him with her mouth wide with shock, never having done something like that in her life.

Twenty-four damn years of her life, and she hadn't even given a blow job.

"Open your mouth and be a good girl for me. This doesn't have to be difficult."

She sealed her lips and gazed up at him.

"Don't make me do it," he warned. "You won't enjoy it."

However, she gazed up at him and did not open her mouth.

He dragged his tongue along the front of his teeth, a black laugh bubbling up in his throat. "Oh, I am going to ruin you," he growled, and then his thumb and forefinger closed her nostrils off so she truly couldn't breathe.

But she was not going to let it slide that easily.

Tears began to fill her eyes, her cheeks flushing hot by the second.

No way was she going to give in to him. He'd break before she did.

"Getting hard to breathe, isn't it, brat?"

She shook her head, but she was starting to see stars.

"Any second now," he taunted, "you're going to give in to me."

Heat coursed through her, and she at last managed to open her mouth wide enough to take in a gargantuan breath, attempting to get it in early. But as soon as she opened her mouth, he was already inside her, pounding into the back of her throat and making her gag.

Kneading her nails into the palms of her hands, she glared up at him with tearful eyes and attempted to retreat. But his hands encircled the back of her neck, digging in hard so that she had no room for maneuver. And with her arms pinned behind her back, she was totally at his mercy.

His gaze was dark, eyes hooded. He shoved as much of his dick into her mouth as he could, and when she couldn't take any more, he stepped closer to her in order to force another inch or two. The light from the buildings surrounding them flooded in through the large windows, hitting the side of his perfectly sculpted face.

"I'm in control, Jess. Not you."

"Screw you," she gargled on his dick, still gagging.

"We're going to train this bratty little mouth of yours until you learn not to talk back."

That would never happen, but he could try.

A second later, in the midst of her gagging and spitting fit, his phone buzzed against his jeans pocket lying on the floor. He glanced down at it, and then at her, before pinching her nose again.

"Pick up the phone and answer it."

Her eyes widened further.

"Now."

She dipped her hand into his pants and retrieved his phone and stabbed at the green button-or she hoped it was the green button, but it was hard to tell with the tears blurring her vision. Why was he doing this now? At all of this?

"Hey, Kai," Gideon Vaughn's voice came over the speaker.

Gagging softly, Jess stared at the phone in raw horror.

Though she wished for Kai to turn it off immediately, that jerk moved it towards her face. If she spoke a single word, if she gagged, choked, or moaned on him, Dad would hear that. He would hear it, and she would be humiliated for the rest of her life.

"Something happen at the office?" Kai asked.

"I had to talk about Q4 finances with you. Are you in a rush?"

He slid another inch of himself into her. "Tiny, but I can talk."

Struggling around his dick, she clamped a gag down and swallowed the spit that had built up inside her mouth. Her face was streaked with tears, her cheeks aflame and the need to breathe growing each second.

Except for Kai didn't care.

Her cold, dark eyes locked onto her shiny gaze as he talked on the phone with her father for how long she did not know. He pushed one hand into her hair and thrust her head forward and backward on his cock until her throat was dry and the ropes were cutting into her wrists.

"We need to switch her position," Gideon said. "I was thinking underneath you."

Shift Adelaide Grey under Kai

She had only been catching bits of the discussion, but if that was what she thought it implied, then Adelaide would be working with Kai even more closely, and she was the loveliest-and smartest-woman in their party.

Jealousy seethed in Jess, and she was bouncing her head up and down on his dick without him having to make her do it for herself. She gazed up at him through tearstained eyes, so desperately wanting to leave an indelible mark on him.

Even though she didn't know yet if he was enjoying this. He wasn't revealing anything.

"Damn," he breathed, quietly enough Gideon would not be able to hear. "Good girl."

"Is it good?" Gideon asked on the phone.

Jess was on her knees in front of Kai, his cock in her mouth and her tongue stroking the inches she couldn't reach. Kai rested back on his hands, eyes rolling, and closed one of her breasts in his massive, calloused hand.

"That's great," he panted, cum shooting down her throat. "That's fantastic."

"Good. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Gideon fell silent. "You sound like you're busy."

Kai cleared his throat and snatched the phone from her hand. "Talk tomorrow."

As soon as Kai pressed the End Call button, he stepped back from her. She fell forward onto her rug, shoulder first, and swallowed as much of his cum and her spit as she could. Her chest rose and fell quickly, her mind reeling.

While she expected that Kai would growl at her and tell her he was leaving, that she was supposed to have learned something from this revenge, he picked her up and set her down on the bed. After sitting behind her, he untied the rope and tossed it over the floor beside her. He took her hand in his and then strangely kissed the groove on her wrists caused by the rope.

What was that?

"For once in your life, listen to me and stay here." Kai pulled on his jeans. "I'll get you water.".

As he exited the room, Jess looked in wonder at the door, astonished that he was being so nice to her after she had been nothing but a snotty little bitch to him. But the flames burned quickly down, and she didn't think she had it in her to be hard to get along with anymore tonight.

Still, jealousy recoiled in her at Adelaide taking a step closer to Kai. Since Kai didn't know, but he was hers. All hers. And no one was going to get in her way.

THREE WEEKS AGO-

A trace of vanilla and warm, wet sex drifted over Jess's nostrils as she stepped into Elysium, a BDSM sexual club in Ashwood City that catered to the rich. Semi-naked women danced to songs around shiny metal stripper poles, their breasts jiggling every which way. Couples shared an obscene amount of saliva on black suede couches at the back.

Jess glanced nervously about and stepped deeper into the club alone. She knew of few BDSM newcomers such as herself who came here, aside from her best friend, Lylah. But for tonight, she was not here for anything except one thing.

To lose her virginity.

"May I assist you?" a satanic brown-eyed waiter asked to her left. "You appear lost."

Cheeks flushing, Jess snapped back to reality and smiled weakly at him. "I, um ... I'm new here."

He chuckled. "It shows. Something I can help you find?"

"The owner."

The waiter's eyes went wide. "The owner?"

"Yes," Jess said, scanning the club. "I have a meeting with him tonight."

"Are you Miss Raquelle Chambers?"

"Yes."

No, that was only the pseudonym she used with the man she had been talking to on the computer for the last couple of weeks. She hadn't mentioned her real name to him, and he hadn't asked. She never knew how many other women he did this with, and she really didn't care. This was a one-shot deal, a one-night stand.

Loss her virginity, thank the man for his time, then get the hell out of here.

"Right this way," said the waiter, depositing a tray of drinks on The Velvet Lounge bar section and leading her towards the back of the club, where there were more secluded booths with CEOs and VIPs, who leered at her.

Jess pulled her dress down as she pushed through lines of individuals standing at the booths and accompanied the waiter up a staircase and to a pair of private rooms. Her stomach was knotted, but she wished to get this over with already. She didn't even bother to make formalities.

They stopped before a large black door with the numeral four in big golden numbers in the center.

The waiter put his ear to the door, leaned forward, and tapped twice until a voice from the other side exclaimed, "Come in."

Having once handed her a faint smile and the room key, the waiter left Jess on the second floor to herself. She gnawed at the inside of her cheek, inching nearer the door as women in their lingerie staggered out of the room next to her.

"Come on, Jess," she muttered to herself, fiddling with the key. "It's one night."

As she jammed the key into the knob, the door opened, and Kai Rylan glared down at her with puffed-out eyes. Kai Rylan was a lot of things-like, it seemed, the owner of the hottest BDSM club in town, the sexiest fifty-six-year-old man she'd ever laid eyes on, a dominant playboy. But worst of all, he was her father's best friend.

And this evening, she'd lose her virginity to him.

"Jess." He paused, his gaze running along her body for a split second too long-from mouth to breasts to waist. He moistened his lips and glanced back up at her. "What are you doing here?"

"You're the owner?" she panted, pounding heart.

"One of them," he said, glancing down the corridor.

The women's group walked past her door, cackling and beckoning to Kai. And as much as she was only here to lose her virginity to him this evening, she couldn't help but feel the jealousy bubble up to the surface. She'd never even had a chance with a man twice her age, but ... still ...

"You didn't answer my question," he said.

After Jess was finished glaring at the women who were walking away, she snapped her gaze back to him and loosened her tight jaw. This was it. Time to fess up and let him know that she was the girl who had been conversing with him on the computer, that she was the one who ... had been such a big, bratty goose to him for three weeks.

God, what had she gotten herself into? Kai was her dad's best friend. He could always see right through her. The second she came into this room, he'd know she'd been pretending online that she had the slightest idea about BDSM.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here?"

Heart pounding against her ribcage, Jess wrapped her arms around herself and squeezed her thighs together. Was it terrible that she kind of, sort of enjoyed the sound of his voice? The bossy, dominant playboy that he'd always been?

"Nothing," she heard herself reply before she could stop herself.

A puzzled expression washed over his face, and then finally his eyes grew a little darker. "Don't tell me you're the woman I've been conversing with online."

Rather than talking, Jess made the pursed motion with her mouth and tapped from foot to foot in the doorway. He closed in on her and cupped the front of her throat in one huge hand, forcing her to look at him.

"You will tell me, Jess."

"And if I don't?"

She had no clue what she was getting herself into, but she just could not seem to stop. She had come here for a reason, and she was going to see it through. She was not going back. She had waited so long to lose her virginity and did not want to continue waiting. All of her friends only spoke about how it felt, and her vibrator no longer satisfied her.

Kai laughed ominously and ran his hand through his hair. "Fuck, I'm going to get into so much trouble because of you."

Instead of pushing her aside and giving her a kick in the pants, he pushed her into the room, shut the door behind her, then pressed her chest firmly against the door. Jess gasped for breath, her ass cramping beneath the pressure of his dick.

"You shouldn't be at a club like this," he informed her.

"Well, you shouldn't sneak looks at me every chance you get," Jess shot back, allowing whatever the hell to spill from her mouth for the second time that day. But it was the truth. The past few weeks, she had noticed him glancing at her more than once over dinner with her father.

It wasn't one of those "accidental" glances either.

He braced against her, fingers tugging at the column of her throat. "Your father can never find out."

Kai Rylan

Kai growled into her ear, his hand still clenched around the front of her throat, "Do you understand?"

Her breath snagged. "What if I speak?"

Instead of answering her, he shoved her off the door and pinned her against the giant black bed in the center of the room. Jess slid onto the bed on her back, nipples compressing into her lacy bra.

"Bare yourself," he instructed, unbuckling his belt and advancing on her.

Eyes becoming a little wider, Jess clamped her thighs together.

This was it. Tonight, she was losing her virginity to her father's best friend.

"Take them off," he said to her, his voice tougher. "Now."

Jess hastily ripped off her shirt and pulled out of her skirt so she was sitting in nothing but a thin lingerie set. For so long, she had wanted him to touch her. She had sneaked secretive glances at him one too many times.

After he let his shirt fall over his shoulders, he walked over to her and pushed her back onto the bed. He ripped off his pants, followed by his briefs, baring his hard dick between his legs. Jess took in a swift gasp.

Before she could even think about it, he'd got her stretched back on the bed with his hands deep between her thighs. "You can breathe when you come," he growled in her ear, his hand over her mouth and nose and his other hand playing and slapping at her clit. She whimpered on his hand, her legs quivering. "Don't take your fucking eyes off me."

Jess looked up at him, her breathing tight and the pressure rising quickly in her pussy. Heat spread around her core, her flesh heating up and starving. She spread her legs as wide as they'd go to give him access to touch as much of her as he could.

"You're a needy little cumslut, aren't you?"

She nodded.

"Say it," he growled, keeping his hand still over her mouth.

"I'm a needy little cumslut," she managed, the words muffled and driving her higher.

"Good girl," he said, moving his fingers faster against her clit. "Someone's learning."

Her legs shot up into the air, spread wide. She arched her back and moaned out into his hand, her mind so fuzzy. Something about his degrading praise tipped her over the edge and pushed her into ecstasy.

It wasn't anything she'd ever felt before. It was better than her vibrator.

Kai pulled his hand from in front of her face, allowing her air to breathe. She breathed in deeply, her little pussy throbbing at just the feel of his hands touching her body still. He looked down at her pussy and continued to make small circles between her pussy lips.

"Please," she panted, looking up at him and adoring the wicked look he had right now. This was so wrong, so wrong. He was her dad's best friend, and yet she couldn't help but think of the sensation of him buried deep inside her. "I want you inside me, Kai. Please."

Kai dipped his fingers lower down her folds and inserted two inside her.

She groaned and squirmed on the bed, brows creased into a frown. "Not like that."

"How, Jess?"

He scowled down at her, waiting for her to answer him, as she always had over the internet and on the telephone. And while she was a brat in real life, she had never begged someone to put their dick inside of her.

It just sounded so disgusting, so dirty. And she was so afraid. So fucking afraid.

"How?" he yelled again, his voice louder and more demanding.

"I want your dick inside my pussy," she said to him.

He grunted into her, as if he had been hungry to hear those words all these years now, then edged on top of her and between her legs, his fingers still embedded deep inside her cunt. "Next time I get you," he growled, pulling out his fingers from her and pushing them into her mouth, "I'm going to tie you to this bed and not release you home tonight."

As he pressed the head of his cock against her entry, she whimpered. She curled her toes and held her legs more securely around his waist to press him in closer. He stroked his cock between the folds of her pussy.

"Beg for it, Jess."

"Please."

He stroked it over her clit.

"Oh God, please," she pleaded. "Please, put it?-

Before she could say a word more, he thrust himself into her, byte by byte. She encircled his shoulders with her fingers and furrowed her brow, an aching tenderness lingering in her pelvis.

He shuddered against her. "You feel so fucking good."

She whimpered and buried her face in the curve of his neck, hoping that he wouldn't catch sight of the soft throbbing on her face. He felt so big inside her, expanding out her walls and filling her to the brim with his cock-and hopefully his cum too.

Her pussy muscles gripped him, becoming wetter at the thought of him burying all of himself and all his cum deep within her. Kai remained stiff in her pussy, and then slowly pulled out.

"Your pussy is so tight, Jess," he snarled. "It's like you're almost a virgin."

Pressing her lips together, Jess refused to answer. Instead, she encircled his waist with her arms and threw her head back, the pressure turning to pleasure and her stiff body relaxing in his arms. Her brat had departed the room many hours ago, and she could do nothing, say nothing, think of nothing but him.

"More," she panted, her fingers sinking into his shoulders. "Please."

He rested his head against her head and brought his lips to the line of her lips, leaving a kiss lingering there as he thrust himself inside her again. She couldn't help it; she turned her head and kissed him on the lips. The moment their lips touched, she felt the pleasure running through her body.

Our lips clashed together, harder and with more urgency. She was overcome with lust for him. With desire for him.

"More," she whimpered into their kiss.

He pounded himself deeper and deeper into her clenched pussy, pushing her closer to the edge each time. Her lower half tensed, her clit pulsating as his hips banged against her. She whimpered into their kiss and squirted everywhere over his cock.

"Please, come inside," she begged. "Please."

Kai growled into her lips, pounded his dick in as hard as he could and spurted inside of her. She leaned back against the mattress, pussy pulsating on every inch of his dick as he pulled it out of her. Her chest heaved, her head dizzy like putty.

"Fuck," he whispered, sitting down on the bed.

"Oh gosh," she breathed.

Suddenly, he tensed against her. "There's blood," he said to her, furrowed brows sinking to his blood- and cum-covered dick. There was a second, one second, of confusion that swept across his face. Then, and harshly, reality hit him, and he only looked up at her with wide eyes. "Were you a virgin?"

Jess pulled the blankets over her naked body and squirmed out of bed, facing away from him. It was not his concern if she were a virgin or not. She had come to his BDSM club with a mission, and now, it was time that she left.

She rushed to grab her clothes. All she could do was tell herself over and over and over that she had to leave there, that she couldn't stay, that this was a one-time thing, and that Kai was bad news personified.

"You can't walk away from me," he growled, like he owned her or something.

She pulled at her clothes and ran to the door. She wasn't talking about being a virgin anymore. She wasn't even going to think. It was over, and it hadn't hurt nearly so bad as all her girlfriends had assured her it'd hurt.

"Watch me," she said.

He grasped her wrist and pulled her in close so their bodies touched. "Cut the crap for once, Jess. I know you like to get off on it, but this isn't a game." He paused. "You really don't have any idea what you're doing down there?"

"That's not your business," she growled, jerking herself away and fumbling for the door handle.

He placed his large hand on the door so that she couldn't get out. "Yes, it is."

"And why?" she asked, her arms crossed and glaring at him. "What would you've done if you'd known I was a virgin when everything started? You'd still have taken me to your club, bent me over your bed, and fucked me senseless. It doesn't matter."

"Jess," he growled, jerking his jaw, "you're the daughter of my best friend."