Scarlett's Temptation (11 page)

chapter
nine

Watching

Scarlett was almost as tired as if she'd worked all day by the time she got dressed for Rhett's.  After breakfast they had packed both their dorm rooms for the move to the condo.  She dressed in another one of Janie's dresses, and made a mental note that she needed to go shopping for something other than her normal casual hang out clothes.  She pulled up in his driveway a little before nine and walked up to the door.

She was surprised when he met her at the door instead of the butler.  "Evening Sir," she smiled warmly, her eyes gazing over this handsome physique in casual dress for him.  He was wearing a pair of stylish dress pants and a white cotton sports shirt. 

"Hello sweetheart," he shut the front door then lowered down to kiss her cheek.  "We are going out tonight," taking her hand he led her to the limousine.  His driver was waiting with the door held open for them to enter.

Janie's talk today had forced him to make some serious choices about his relationship with his sweet girl.  He wasn't willing to give her up, she was his, so when their third night ended he had a proposition for her that he hoped she'd be satisfied with.  He motioned for her to slide into the car, then got in beside her.

Scarlett looked around in the back of the large vehicle in stunned silence.  She'd never been in a limo before. He handed her a glass of champagne and she smiled like a child in a candy store as she took it.

"I don't like to drink when I play sweetheart, but I think one glass of champagne is acceptable," he held up his glass in a toast, "here's to meeting you, because I think it was one of the greatest moments of my life thus far."  He winked as she blushed and clinked her glass to his.

Her heart did a flip flop in her chest at his words and she hoped that meant that he truly felt something for her.  She wanted to ask him where he was taking her, but after last night she knew he didn't like to be asked questions.  She sat back in her seat as he put her seatbelt on and just smiled.  Janie was right, she thought she really had it bad for him.  Her eyes couldn't stop roaming over his beautiful body and she was already wet for him.

"Baby you have got to stop looking at me that way, I want to make it to our destination before we make love,"
he grinned and felt his groin tighten.  How in the hell did this beautiful sweet girl turn him on so much, he wondered?

"I'm s-sorry, Sir," her face flooded with color and she couldn't deny how she was looking at him.  Her body was aching with need by just being in the same car with him.

Shaking his head he chuckled and pulled her closer to him.  His hand moved to her thigh and slowly inched her skirt up.  Her intake of breath make his cock twitch and he wished they had more than five minutes before they arrived at the shop.  It was just enough time though to get her a little more worked up.  His fingers slipped under the elastic band of her panties and his fingers stroked her silken flesh.

She caught her breath, glancing toward the driver and glad he was paying attention to the road.  Her hips lifted slightly as he pushed a finger deeply inside and then with agonizing slowness, retreated. "Sir," she moaned softly, already close to coming undone.

His finger plunged in again and pulled away, not wanting her to come yet.  Lifting his finger to her mouth, he tapped it against her lips until she opened and he pushed it inside. 

The taste of herself was strangely exciting as she suckled his finger clean.  Her sex was drenched and uncomfortable with the lack of fulfillment, and she wiggled her hips slightly in her seat.  He pulled his finger from her mouth and she groaned.

"Insatiable girl," he chuckled and pulled her dress back down to cover her.  "We're here," he opened the door as the limo came to a standstill in front of an elegant boutique.  "Let's take you shopping sweetheart."

He was taking her shopping?  Her body was completely protesting that idea, she wanted to be in his arms.  She knew his caveman mentality would come back if she voiced that opinion, so she slid out of the car begrudgingly.

He threw back his head and laughed at her expression.  "My sweet little Scarlett, I have never known a woman who didn't want to shop for clothes before." 

"I would rather be home in your bed, Sir."  She spoke quickly without thinking then turned scarlet at her bold words.

He was laughing loudly at her comment almost unable to hold back his mirth.  "Sweetheart let it not be said that you don't make a man feel good about himself."  He grabbed her hand and led her inside the stylish store.  Bending down he whispered in her ear, "Maybe we'll find a little excitement while we're here."

She didn't have a chance to ask him what he meant as a gorgeous saleswoman walked over with a huge smile on her face.  She was dressed like a runway model and Scarlett instantly hated her for the way she was looking at her man.

"Mr. Hammond, it's such a delight to see you again, Sir." 

"A pleasure to see you again as well Delilah, please lock up the store, my companion needs a complete new wardrobe and we don't wish to be disturbed."

"Absolutely Mr. Hammond, I'll be right back with you."  Walking hastily back to the front of the store she locked the door and pulled the heavy blinds so no one on the street would be able to look in.  She knew this commission would be huge, it always was when he came to the store.

"Delilah, my beautiful girl here should be dressed in the finest of everything, please pick out some items so she may model them for us."  He trusted the shopkeeper completely, she knew exactly what he liked to see his women dressed in.  Of course he only kept clothing in this store that he personally approved of, which made her job easier.

"Size three I believe," Delilah looked over the beautiful young girl thinking how fortunate she was to have caught Mr. Hammond’s eye.

"Yes, wow how did you know?"

"It's my job to know Ma'am," she smiled warmly, definitely wanting to keep her boss’s companion happy.  Walking around the store she picked out the dresses he knew he would approve for the small stature of the woman he'd brought tonight.  "If you want to follow me to the dressing room, you can try these on?

"Hang them up beside me, Delilah, she'll be trying them on here."

Delilah wasn't shocked at all by her employer’s odd request.  It wasn't the first time he'd brought a woman here, or the first time she'd watched the strange games he played.  It wasn't something she'd ever allow a man to make her do, but he paid her very well to keep that opinion to herself.

"Sir?" Scarlett was shocked at his request.  Did he really want her to change right in front of the shop girl?

"The black one first Scarlett," he didn't answer her question. 

Oh god, that was exactly what he expected she thought as her heart began to race.  Knowing how upset he got when she made him wait she pulled the dress over her head and walked over to the rack where the black dress hung.  She was still in her bra and panties or this would have been completely humiliating.

Rhett stood up and walked around her with his finger tapping his lip as he took note of how the dress fit.  His hands went under her breasts over the soft silkiness of the dress.  "I think this accentuates her breasts well Delilah, what do you think?"

Did he seriously just ask the shop clerk if her boobs looked good in the dress?  She groaned feeling her face burn.

"Absolutely I do Mr. Hammond, her body looks very lovely."

Rhett nodded and caressed her bare shoulder lightly.  "I do believe we'll take this one."  He looked back toward the rack.  "Try the white one next."

The white one was a strapless mini-dress that while elegant because of the silk was almost indecent. Taking off the black dress she hung it back on the hanger and pulled down the other.

"Take off your bra Scarlett, it's pretty obvious you won't be able to wear one with that dress.

If she thought her face was red before, it was definitely brighter in color now.  She wanted to argue with him, but wasn't sure he wouldn't take her over his knee in the store.  Trembling she removed her bra and sat it on the chair before quickly sliding the skimpy white dress over her head.

"Now this definitely has appeal," he smiled knowing just how embarrassed she was.  He wondered also if she was turned on.  Showing her off was all part of night three and so far she was doing exceptionally well.  He walked around her again and cupped her ass in his hands.  "This one shows off that beautiful ass that I love so much.  What do you think Delilah?"

"Yes Sir, I couldn't agree more.  She has the perfect figure for this dress.  Many women wish they could look as good in it."

Scarlett was mortified at the two of them talking about her body as if they were discussing a breeding horse.  She wondered if this woman had slept with her man before.  That thought pissed her off and she glared at the lady.

"Try that red one next sweetheart, it matches the color of your cheeks right now," he chuckled seeing the look she was giving the woman.

She took off the white dress and put it back on the rack, seething at his humor.  "Should we get Delilah to try on one for you as well, Sir?" she couldn't stop herself from being a smart ass.

His eyes widened at her outburst, shocked.  "Delilah would you give us a moment please," he asked politely and managed to smile.

"Of course Mr. Hammond," she walked back to the break room giving them privacy.

"Delilah is not one of my submissive's Scarlett, and your attitude is very displeasing to me.  You will apologize to her for your behavior when she returns."

She felt more than a little guilty for opening her mouth to the woman since she obviously wasn't a threat to her.  She knew from Janie that Rhett didn't have vanilla relationships.  "Yes, Sir," she whispered softly.

She slid on the red dress, subdued greatly after her bitchiness.  He was still standing and with a coldness in his eyes he glanced over her.  "That one will do,"  he gave a simple nod of his head as Delilah walked back in the room and he waited for Scarlett to offer her excuses.

"Delilah, forgive me for my rudeness, it was out of place," she kept her eyes lowered feeling like a heel now that Rhett was upset.

"All this changing can get stressful," she smiled warmly, "no need to apologize."  She was used to the elite in Chicago and was somewhat surprised that the woman apologized for her attitude.

"I think we'll try a few more," Rhett smiled again, pleased that Scarlett hadn't defied him.

After trying on five more dresses Scarlett decided she wasn't big on shopping.  Rhett had changed back into non-caveman and was being very pleasant, but she was getting bored.

"Delilah could you pick out some lingerie and take it back to the dressing room?"  He knew exactly what he wanted his Scarlett dressed in now.  "34 B for cup size," he smiled.

"Of course, Mr. Hammond," she quickly moved around the store grabbing different lingerie items, knowing from the past exactly what he liked.  She put them in the changing room and walked back out.  "I think you'll be pleased with my selections Sir."

"Thank you Delilah, you've been a wonderful help.  We'll call you should we need any assistance."  He smiled at her before holding out his hand to Scarlett.

Scarlett took his hand and he led her to the back.  She had no idea why he was walking her back there, the dressing room were perfectly marked, she could have found her way with ease.

He followed her inside the cozy dressing room and smirked.  "Take off those panties Scarlett, I can't wait a minute more to have you."

She looked up at him in shock.  He was actually going to take her here?  Delilah would know they were making love, the thought embarrassed and strangely enough excited her.  She slid off her panties slowly, not believing she was going to go through with this.

"Down on your knees baby," he pushed on her shoulders until she was kneeling before him.  He undid his pants and slid the zipper down, and lowered them along with his underwear.  "Give me that smart ass mouth sweetheart."

He guided his already hard cock into her mouth and all thoughts about the salesclerk were blown out of her mind.  One of his hand pulled up her hair, holding it out her way as he forcefully fucked her mouth. 

She gasped for air when he withdrew and sucked him hard as he thrust in again.  Her throat was beginning to feel raw from his forceful entry when he finally pulled out.  She wasn't given much of a pause.  His fingers went
straight to her core and pushed two fingers in with little gentleness.

"Ready for me like a good little slut," he grinned and lifted her up into his arms and up against the wall.  He thrust inside her tight little chamber with no finesse.  His hands gripped her heart shaped ass firmly and he rode her savagely.  Her legs wrapped around his waist as he continued to pound into her, the sounds of ecstasy pouring from her lips edged him on.

"How does it feel baby to know she can hear how good I make you feel when we fuck?" he whispered the words in her ear and held her little ass tightly pushed against his cock, without moving.

She'd forgotten where they were and his words instead of turning her off made her flood with desire.  "I don't care, Sir," she didn't either all she wanted was him to continue taking her.