Scarlett's Temptation (7 page)

"I don't know Sir, I kind of enjoyed that at the end," she flushed and smiled.

"Only kind of, Scarlett," he gave a mock look of disappointment.

"No I really liked it Sir," she hurriedly explained, thinking he was seriously upset.

He chuckled and pulled her against him tightly.  "I know the beginning wasn't much fun, but I think the grand finale was pretty impressive."  He winked down at her knowing she had a lot to learn about his sense of humor.

"Was, was it good for you, Sir?" 

Shaking his head he chuckled again.  "It was incredible for me, baby."  He forced himself to give her a stern look, even though he was still in a lighthearted mood.  "We will have to talk about you saying things like you don't like me though."  He was trying very hard not to laugh at her stricken expression

"I'm s-sorry about that Sir," she guessed that wasn't really very submissive or nice of her, but in her defense she thought, it did hurt.

"I think this one time I might let you slide without taking it out on the delectable ass of yours," he winked letting her know he wasn't really angry.

"Th-thank you Sir?"  She wasn't sure what she was supposed to say to that, but the thought of him spanking her wasn't all that terrifying.

"You are something else sweet girl," shaking his head he slid out of bed and held his hand out to her.

She followed his lead and stood to take his hand, there was a dull ache between her thighs, but nothing she couldn't handle.  She was embarrassed at the small bloodstain on his sheets and flushed.

"Sorry about your bed, Sir."

"None of that Scarlett, just sheets they can be changed.  We're going to take a shower and then I'm going to be nice and let you sleep tonight, just don't get used to it."  He wanted her to recover before he took her again, but his cock sure wasn't on the same page as it rose to attention again.  She did something to his libido that he couldn't remember ever feeling before.  He playfully slapped her ass before leading her into the bathroom.

It felt really strange to be walking around without clothes on and she was trying not to cover herself.  She didn't think he'd like it, and at 24 she felt she was a little too old to be such a prude.  She watched his body move as he turned on the shower, admiring the beautiful view. 
She felt the wetness between her thighs and was shocked at wanting him again that soon.

He turned back to her and gritted his teeth at the look of longing in her eyes.  "Sweetheart you've got to stop looking at me like that, your body needs a little time and I am not used to denying my own needs." He held back the shower curtain and motioned for her to step in.  Control was something he prided himself on having, and it was going to take all of his to not to take her again.

Stepping in the shower he grabbed a bottle of liquid soap and lathered his hands.  He gently washed her shoulders and arms, knowing he was tormenting himself he lifted her breasts and washed them slowly.  Forcing his hands to move away he washed her flat stomach and hips.  "Turn around," he demanded gruffly needing to have temptation hidden for a moment.

His strange tone had her turning quickly and she felt his large hands washing her back then down to her ass, and massaging it.  She was turned on again at the touch of his hands and moaned softly.

"Sweetheart you make it hard as hell not to lift you up right here and fuck you again,” he turned her to face him almost brutally.  His hand trailed down her body and he slid a finger into her deeply.

She cried out at the dull pain and tensed.  "Sir?"

He carefully eased his finger from her clenching folds.  "Damn it baby, that's why I can't take you again right now."  He turned from her and quickly washed his own body off.  "Finish washing sweetheart and meet me back in the bedroom," he leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her lips before stepping out of the shower.  He needed to put some space between then to get his shit under control, he thought angrily.

Scarlett was hurt as he disappeared, having no idea what she'd done wrong.  She quickly bathed off, then stood under the warm spray a few minutes just letting the heat wash over her body.  She stepped out of the shower not sure if he was going to send her home now.  The thought of leaving here tonight made her eyes fill with tears, and she chided herself.  Drying off quickly, she gave herself a mental shake.  He wasn't her boyfriend, she told herself but that really didn't make her feel better.  She had to stop over analyzing this, she took a deep breath and walked back into the bedroom

  He was resting on the bed, with nothing but a towel on and her heart lurched.  She looked over to her discarded clothes and picked them up, feeling more than a little emotional.

"What are you doing sweetheart?" He felt a strange lurch in his chest at the thought of her dressing to leave.

"I, well, I thought you'd want me to leave now, Sir," she couldn't look at him.  Her eyes were filled again with the stupid emotional tears and she hated it.

"Scarlett, come here," he demanded softly shaking his head.  When she didn't immediately walk over he raised his voice. "Now!"

Her eyes lifted to his as she made her way quickly over to the bed standing over him.   She wiped the stupid tears from her cheeks where they'd fallen without her permission.

This was going to get complicated, he thought even as he grabbed her hands and pulled her into bed with
him.  Wiping her tears with his fingers he smiled at her.  "Baby, I didn't ask you to leave, now you climb that cute little ass over to the other side and get some sleep.  That's an order."

She wasn't about to argue, he wasn't sending her home.  She climbed over to the other side of the bed and slid under the covers, and took the towel off throwing it on the floor.  She was shocked when he pulled her over to lay her head on his chest.

"Whatever am I going to do with you, Sweetheart?"  He caressed her hair, "Sleep baby," he commanded softly.

She had no idea how she could possibly fall asleep after all the excitement tonight, but she closed her eyes and soon her breathing was level.

He held her as she slept and felt a strange protectiveness come over him.  This definitely could get very complicated he thought again, his mind considering how much he enjoyed knowing that everything she discovered would be under his hands.  After hours he finally joined her in dreamland.

The next morning he woke her as his alarm went off, he smiled as she sleepily turned over to him and he couldn't stop himself from giving her a gentle kiss.  "Baby I have to go to work soon, you can stay here or I can have my chauffeur drive you home?"

She was completely awake now, and sat up in the bed.  "I have to work today, Sir so I should go home."  Her cheeks were flushed and she pulled the sheet up over her to hide her breasts.

He chuckled at her movement and quickly pulled the sheet down to her waist.  "I don't like you hiding from me Leigh," his eyes roamed over her breasts and his mouth eagerly moved down to suckle one of the rosy peaks.  "I don't think I'm letting you leave me that easily.  Reaching into the drawer of the nightstand, he pulled out a condom package, ripped it open and slid it over his long length.

His fingers slid down her flat stomach and delved in her soft folds, pleased that she was already wet for him.  His cock was already rock hard and he moved over her parting her thighs roughly with his knees before driving home in one thrust.  Her gasp of surprise fueled him on and he thrust and retreated a few times, growling at her tight heat.  "Baby I don't think I'll ever get enough of you."  His hands moved under her ass and he rode her without restraint.

The feeling was pleasure and pain, her body still sore from her initiation last night.  After several long minutes it was nothing but heaven as her body clenched on the edge of release. "Sir, please," she begged softly, needing to come undone.

"That's my sweet girl, come for me now!" He increased his tempo and drove into her frantically.  Her hot core flooded with her orgasm and clung to him like a second skin.  That was all it took to send him straight over the edge.   She was fucking unbelievable, he thought forcing himself to pull out.  Her wince of pain gave him a moment of guilt before he reconsidered.  "I want you to think about me all day baby, that soreness you have, it's a reminder of how much I want you. 

She flushed deeply at his words and even more as he got out of bed and pulled her to the bathroom.  She was still having some major self-conscious issues about being naked but was given little time to think about it as he pulled her into the shower and bathed her quickly.  He turned and washed his own body and had them out of the shower in less than fifteen minutes.

"Get dressed sweetheart, before I forget I have a company to run and you need a little time to recuperate."  He smacked her ass lightly, then turned to his closet to pull out his suit.

She dressed feeling the ache with every movement, but it was a deliciously sinful pain that she didn't mind dealing with.  She was no longer a virgin, she thought and a smile covered her face.  Not only had she lost her virginity, she'd had one of the best nights of her life.

"I like seeing you smile sweetheart," he adjusted his tie and looked over her shaking his head.  He hated that she was dressed again but knew he had things to do today.  "Let me walk you out, baby," he took her hand and they walked downstairs to the foyer.  He gave orders to his servant to have the car pulled around.

Scarlett noticed he was almost rude with the way he treated the servants and thought that was completely different with how he acted with her last night.  She didn't have time to dwell on it as he walked her outside to the limousine where the door was opened, waiting for her.

"I'll see you back here tonight at nine Scarlett," it wasn't a question, it was a demand, albeit given with a lot less demand of what he made to the servant.

She nodded her head and his eyes darkened, then she spoke.  "Yes Sir," she whispered quietly.

"I enjoyed you last night baby," he lowered his head and kissed her lips briefly.  "Climb in before I decide not to let you go," he winked and patted her ass.

She got in the car and was a little surprised as he shut the door without saying anything else.  The driver took off and she could only look back as he disappeared from sight.  What a night she thought, smiling again.  Rhett Hammond was certainly more than she ever thought a man could be.

chapter Six

Dancer

She walked into her dorm room still in a daze.  Her body was sore and she decided a long soak in a bath might help with the achy muscles and other things.  Laughing softly, she decided she'd be the cleanest girl in the world today.  The hot water stung as she slid down into its heat but after a few minutes it felt incredible.  She moaned when she heard Janie calling out.

"Back here Janie," she wasn't getting out of the bath unless her building blew up she thought.

"Just checking on you," Janie walked in the bathroom and plopped down on the closed toilet seat.  "So how are you feeling?

At Scarlett's blush, she giggled. "That good huh?"

"He's definitely something else," she was embarrassed but it felt really good to have someone to talk to.

"Okay spill it girlfriend, and don't leave out a single detail." Janie was smiling, more than happy to see her friend happy about how the night had went. 

She explained everything, because she and Janie didn't have secrets from each other.  Even though her face was hot, talking about last night made her crave to seeing Rhett again.

"Oh honey I'm so glad he treated you right last night," Janie had been a little worried that she'd be overwhelmed but it was easily apparent that she had nothing to worry about.  Rhett had obviously given her a great night of lovemaking and left the lifestyle mostly out of it.  She gave him mental kudos for being a good guy.  "So when are you seeing him again?"

"Tonight," she nibbled on her lip.  "That's if I can walk again," she laughed and Janie joined in.

"After a few times together you won't be this sore the next day," it had been years since Janie had lost her cherry, but it was something you didn't ever forget.

"Good to know, I've got to work for a few hours today, have you got any plans?"  She wasn't looking forward to the shift but needed the paycheck.

"I'm going to go over to the condo and start moving some of my things in, we need to get you packed too."  She still wasn't overly excited about her father's highhanded ways, but the thought of not having to go apartment searching was a relief.

"I'm off tomorrow so I'll get my stuff packed up then.  How soon do you want to move in?"

"Well it does have a Jacuzzi, so the sooner the better I guess. Think you can have all your stuff ready by next Friday?

"I don't have that much, so yeah I think I should be able to do that.  As long as we move during the day and not the night, I kind of want to keep my nights free for a while."  She hoped Janie wouldn't be upset about that, but she really wanted to spend every night she could with Rhett, for now.  Nibbling on her lip she looked at Janie.

"I remember what it was like, Scarlett," she frowned a little.  "Just remember honey, you have to have a life outside of him.  I hope things work out and he wants to have a long term relationship with you, but I don't want you getting hurt if he doesn't, okay?"  She couldn't even imagine having the intensity of this type of relationship for her first one. 

"I know you worry Janie, I'm worried too, I don't have anything to compare him too, so of course he's perfect to me.  I can't think about this ending right now."  Even as she said the words it frightened her.  She needed to get a grip and realize that this could all end in ten nights.  What would she do if it did?

"Oh honey, I was afraid of this.  Look Scarlett, I know
it's great sex, and your first experience, but you have to try and see it for what it is."  This was really worrying her now and she could just see how hurt her friend was going to be if he decided they weren't compatible.

"Can we just worry about that if and when it comes, Janie, honestly I'm still a little overwhelmed over last night right now."  She didn't want to come off her high
yet.  Stupid or not she wanted to bask in that beautiful night.

"For now, Scarlett," she was definitely going to worry.  "Are you going to sit in there until you prune?"

    "Well I guess not since the water is cold.  Hand me a towel?" She stood up and waited until Janie handed her and oversized towel.  She quickly dried off and they walked into her bedroom.  "I'm going to cook, you hungry?"

Janie nodded and she quickly slid on a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top before walking in the kitchen.  She threw together and omelet for both of them and made coffee.  They sat down and ate at the kitchen island in companionable silence until a knock at the door came.

"I'll get it Scarlett," she waggled her eyebrows and laughed, "you need your strength after last night, eat up."

Scarlett giggled and rolled her eyes before finishing her coffee.  Janie walked back over with a bouquet of nine white, long stem roses and one white.

"Looks like you impressed someone last night," Janie handed over the card and sat the vase of roses on the countertop.

Blushing she took the card then inhaled the soft buds subtle fragrance before reading it.  "Dear Scarlett
, thank you for a beautiful night.  Yours Truly, RH."  Her body flooded with heat at the sweet gesture.

"Oh boy, you've got it bad," Janie grinned and shook her head. "Okay sunshine, I'm going to let you bask in your flowers and get ready for work.  See you tomorrow honey."  She stood then reached down to kiss her friends
cheek.  "Call me if you need me later."  With a smile she left.

She sniffed the sweet rose again and her face couldn't stop smiling.  She didn't have much time to enjoy the gift, much to her disappointment, and she hurried to get ready for work.  The school store was almost completely empty since finals had just ended and by five o'clock she was bored out of her mind and left as quickly as she could.

Janie had called saying she'd be out with David, but had her cell phone in case she needed her so she took her time getting ready for her date with Rhett tonight.  She wasn't sure if date was the right word since they probably weren't leaving the house, but she didn't know what else to call it.

She arrived at his house five minutes early in her old truck and hoped she was dressed okay.  She didn't have a lot of dress clothes, so the little white mini-dress was about the best she could put together.  If Janie had been home, she would have borrowed something a little sexier.  The white mini-dress was made of cotton and was really nothing more than a long t-shirt with a cute neckline and hem.  She'd slid on a pair of comfortable sandals, and was really regretting not wearing heels as she made her way up to the door.

The servant led her inside and she was told that Rhett was waiting in the dungeon.  Her hands began shaking immediately.  Earlier she'd just been excited about coming to see him again, but with him meeting her down there, she felt more than a little uncertain.  She walked down the dungeon stairs and stood at the bottom looking around when she didn't see him.  Her hands clenched in small fists at her sides as she fought her anxiety.  "Rhett, S-sir," she called out softly.

He walked around the corner into view and smiled warmly as he saw her.  She looked like a frightened lamb in the cute little dress and too damn young again, he thought.  "Hey baby," he held out his arms for her and she walked into them quickly, forcing a chuckle from his lips.  "Did you miss me?"

She wrapped her arms around his breathing him in.  In his arms she felt completely safe, it was strange how one minute she could be so nervous and the next she wanted nothing more than to touch him.  "I did, Sir, I thought about you all day," she spoke quietly.

Her honest
y amazed him, she didn't deny how she felt. "I missed having you here with me too baby," he squeezed her a little before stepping back. "Are you ready to start your ten nights?" He smiled as she nibbled on her lip at his question and then arched a brow letting her know she needed to stop.

Immediately she knew what he wanted and stopped.  "I think so, Sir," her voice shook a little as she thought about what he would do with her tonight. 

He winked at her.  "Well let me go over a few things first baby.  When you walk down here, from now on I expect you to undress and leave your clothes in the changing room." He pointed to the small door at the back.  "You'll come out and kneel before this cross, understand?"

"I don't really know how to kneel, Sir," she whispered flushing.

"That's okay baby, I don't expect you to know until I teach you, and I will soon. I don't want you to change yet either, because we're going to do something a little different.  Tonight, you're going to dance for me."

Her hazel eyes filled with confusion at his words.  "Dance for you, Sir?"

"I want you to strip for me and make me want you without touching me at all Scarlett," he grinned at her eyes as they widened even more.  "If you try your best, I won't punish you."  His tone of voice deepened into a command and he watched her reaction.

The thought of him punishing her had her biting her lip again before she remembered he didn't like it and she stopped.  "There's no music, Sir," she whispered not willing to disappoint him.  She had no idea how to dance for a man, but if this is what he wanted she'd do her best to try and figure it out.

He chuckled, "I think I can fix that sweetheart, and remember dance for me like you mean it."  He walked over to small box on the wall and pushed a button.  The room was flooded with a soft sensual song and he sat down on the couch.  Stretching both hands over the top, he lifted his eyes up to her face. "Dance for me, Scarlett."  He smiled in encouragement, wondering how she would handle this task.

Her knees were shaking as she walked in front of him and began swaying her hips.  She had danced with Janie at several clubs but never to impress a man.  She had certainly never taken her clothes off for one before.  She
wanted to make him happy though. Continuing to sway she allowed her hands to leisurely slide from her hips up her sides before lifting over her head and clasping them together.

How she managed to continue swaying as her knees shook, she had no idea.  Still dancing, she lifted her hands up to her pony tail and slowly slid the band from her hair, shaking her long locks so they cascaded down her back
, while still keeping rhythm.  Wetting her dry lips with her tongue, she allowed her hands to lower to the hem of her dress, raising it slowly a few inches, before allowing it to slide back down again.

He was impressed and smiling as he watched the way she moved.  He honestly didn't know what he expected tonight, but she was definitely a sensual creature when she danced for him.  He was getting hard as she turned around, still swaying, raising the hem of her dress over her ass and then bending over.  When her small hands rubbed over her heart shaped flesh, he wondered who was leading who for a moment.  Damn she was hot.

She had no idea where her courage was coming from, but the look in his eyes was smoldering heat and she was completely turned on.  She lifted the dress over her head slowly and tossed it at him playfully.  When he caught it with a smile, she almost lost her step.  He was so beautiful, she thought recovering as her hands moved to the clasp of her bra, unhooking it before turning her back to him.  She allowed it to fall to the floor and covered her breasts with her hands before turning to face him again.

His mouth watered at his sexy little dancer as she gyrated her hips sensuously.  Her hair fell over her breasts
and she lowered her hands.  He wanted to see those beautiful mounds and shifted in his chair uncomfortably as his cock lengthened.  Fuck, she was turning him on.

Her fingers slid under the sides of her lacy panties and she stretched them teasingly while still swaying.  Inching them down to where just the top of her downy curls were visible she turned her back before lowering them down her firm legs and stepping out.  Her hair caressed the top of her ass as she moved and she sighed at the sensation.  She kept her hand over her sex and turned back to him.

She continued to sway and her body was still hidden from him, he wasn't about to allow that to continue.  He crooked his finger toward her and she sashayed forward.  "Pull your hair behind you and move your hands on top of your hand, don't stop dancing baby." 

She shivered at the intensity in his eyes and she was only a few inches away from him as she did as he asked.  With her hair not concealing her breasts, the cool air whispered over the peaks, hardening them into tiny rose-colored pebbles.  She felt more exposed than she had last night as her sex was just in hands reach.

Her face was covered in a deep blush, and he thought she'd never looked sexier.  "Play with your nipples, baby," his tone demanded she listen.

Lowering her eyes her fingers went to her peaks and pinched them slightly.  This was definitely not something she expected and she shivered, keeping her rhythm by sheer will power alone.

"Harder baby, pull on them for me," his cock was throbbing with need now but he wasn't ready to take her yet.

She pinched her rosy tips between her fingers until it was almost painful and pulled slightly.  She moaned slightly at how the sensation sent pangs of pleasure downward.  "Sir?"

He chuckled, liking how responsive she was.  "Go ahead baby, finger yourself," her eyes widened in surprise and he grinned widely.  She obviously wanted his fingers, but that wasn't what he wanted at this moment.  At her hesitation, his voice grew deep.  "Now!"

She jumped at his demand and her hand slid down her body, her face burning in embarrassment as she tentatively slid her fingers across her heated flesh.   It wasn't that she'd never touched herself before, but doing it in front of him was mortifying.  She bit her lip hard, not enjoying her own fingers at all and faltering in her steps.