The Seduction 4 by Roxy Sloane

know, there’s
no getting around it now.
    Dammit. For a moment, I
wish we could turn back the clock to when I first met her. That Keely
wouldn’t be making ultimatums, she’d be too busy choking on my
cock right now. Yeah, that nervous, blushing woman I could distract
with filthy words, shove my fingers in her pussy and make her come
screaming so hard she forgot what she was asking in the first place.
    But I already tried to
block out the truth back at the restaurant. I thought that if I could
just sink deep into her hot, wet cunt, I could wipe the memory of
Julianne’s betrayal from my mind.
    I was wrong. There’s
no erasing the past.
    “Vaughn.” Keely’s
voice softens. Her eyes are full of emotion. She touches me gently,
and fuck, if it’s my undoing.
    Something splits open
inside me. Memories come rushing out.
    “I thought she was
the one,” I tell her, hating myself for how fucking dumb I could
be. “I was young, and horny, and stupid, and Julianne... She
dazzled me, I guess. You saw her, she knew exactly how to act, what
to say. I thought she was sweet, and innocent. I couldn’t have been
more wrong.”
    Keely exhales. I sink
back into the chair, pulling her onto my lap. The feel of her warm,
lush body pressed against me is soothing, like she’s the one thing
I can hold onto. Keep the harsh truth of the past from cutting too
deep.
    “I was crazy about
her, I lost my head. I didn’t realize at the time she was just
playing me. She’d spin on a dime, have crazy mood swings. Be sweet
as pie one day then push me away. It was all a game to her, a way to
keep me running back for more.”
    “But you loved her,”
Keely murmurs, snuggling into me.
    “I didn’t know what
the fuck love was,” I clench my jaw. “She had me dancing on her
strings. All that time I was panting after her, she was screwing
around. My friends, her co-workers, but that wasn’t the worst. No,
she had a final fuck-you planned, a way to really dig the knife in
before she let me go.”
    I stop. I’m numb to
it now. Totally detached. Like I’m telling a story that happened to
someone else.
    “What happened?”
Keely whispers softly. She takes my hand, lacing her fingers through
mine.
    “She fucked my
brother is what happened.”
    I feel Keely’s gasp.
She pulls back to look at me. “Oh, Vaughn...”
    “Planned it, too,”
I add grimly. “Set the whole thing up so I’d find them together.
She’s been seducing him for weeks. Telling him how terrible I was
to her, how I picked fights and pushed her around and made her do
unspeakable things in bed. None of it was true,” I add, looking
down at Keely. “I never laid a hand on that woman, I swear. And in
bed--”
    “I don’t know if I
want to hear it,” Keely says quickly. I see the insecurity in her
eyes, and I have to chuckle.
    “It was nothing like
this, baby. She can’t hold a fucking candle to you.”
    A smile curves on
Keely’s lips, but she quickly wipes it off. “That must have been
awful for you.”
    “It fucking tore me
apart.” I shake my head. “I swore I’d never let it happen
again. I’d never trust anyone like that, never give someone that
power to hurt me. I would stay in control. I would be the one making
them beg.”
    Something shifts on
Keely’s face. “Is this why you need to dominate?” she asks.
    I’ve never thought
about it like that. “In the beginning, maybe. But even after
Julianne was ancient history, I didn’t want to stop. It’s part of
who I am now. What I need to get me there.”
    Keely bites her lip.
“Are you thinking about her, when it’s me on my knees? Is that
what it’s about for you, getting back at her?”
    “Fuck no,” I growl.
“That bitch is the last thing on my mind. You think I have time for
her when you’re around?” I demand. “I’m too busy thinking
about your delicious cunt dripping around my tongue. I’m thinking
about how that tight little asshole is going to feel stretching wide
open around my