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Author: K.M. Scott

“Yes,” she said quietly before pressing her lips together, like she’d said some terrible word she couldn’t take back.

“You’re so beautiful. Do you know that?”

Olivia sat there silent with a look of sadness on her face that made me think she didn’t believe me when I said she was beautiful. Was that why she was so timid? I imagined some stupid boy years before telling her redheads weren’t beautiful. Some frat boy like Stefan who wouldn’t know sexy if it was standing right in front of him casually declaring she wasn’t pretty enough or not his type because she wasn’t blonde or blue eyed.

“Do you believe me, Olivia?”

“Yes.”

With the pad of my thumb, I traced the outline of her bottom lip before I leaned down to run my tongue over the seam of her perfectly full mouth. I imagined that mouth around my cock as she took every inch of me, her brown eyes staring up at me as she sucked me off.

If I didn’t watch myself, I was going to enjoy this little fantasy thing of ours entirely too much.

Chapter Nine

Olivia

Swallowing hard, I tried to calm the nerves that threatened to overrun me as I sat there listening to Cash talk to me about how beautiful I was. Oh my God, I was in a fantasy room with my boss and one of the owners of Club X, Cassian March!

When Josie and Erin suggested I take advantage of the fantasy perk of my employment at the club, I never really intended to follow their advice. I mean, living out my fantasies, no matter how tame they may have seemed to others, scared me half to death. I was the type of woman whose mind routinely came up with incredible dreams, but they were just that. Dreams. Nothing more, and certainly not meant to be acted upon. It’s just that after the night of the Godivas party when Cash and I sat together in a room just like the one we were in now, I realized if I ever wanted to have even the tiniest chance with a man like him, I had to shed my schoolgirl fears and begin living those dreams instead of just enjoying them alone each night.

But I’d never thought I’d be acting them out with the very man who filled my fantasies night after night for the past three weeks!

Cassian March. Tall, dark, and stunning with blue eyes I saw every time I lay my head on my pillow. His voice slid seductively over my skin with each word he spoke, and now he was telling me he thought I was beautiful.

But why was he here in my fantasy room helping me live out my fantasy of not having control?

His tongue slowly slid into my mouth to tease mine, making my pussy run wet. The man was driving me insane with desire, and I loved every second of it. I hadn’t reserved a gold or platinum level fantasy room, so there would be no sex between us. Part of me felt relief at that. If Cash and I ever made love, I didn’t want it to be in a room like this one. Another part of me felt disappointed, though. I wanted him now more than ever and to know that this was just some temporary thing between the two of us that would end as soon as we left this room made me sad.

“Olivia, tell me what you want.”

His words were a command I was meant to obey, but fear of rejection tore through my brain, making answering impossible. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him as he eased into me while I dug my fingernails into his back. I wanted to experience what it felt like for a man like him to satisfy me like no man had ever done before.

None of those words happened because of that fear that had always crippled me. Instead, I opened my mouth to speak and nothing came out. God, for once, couldn’t I be as brave with a man as I’d always been in every other part of my life?

“Don’t be afraid. Tell me. What’s your fantasy?”

“I…I want to know what it’s like to not always have control.”

Cash ran his hands up the outside of my thighs to my waist, leaving a trail of heat where his skin touched my clothes. Even through the fabric, his touch thrilled my body. He leaned in toward me, and I felt his warm breath against my cheek. “No, I mean what do you really want?”

Even though I couldn’t see him looking at me, I felt his stare as he waited to hear what my true fantasy was. Closing my eyes behind the blindfold, I prayed that once the words left my mouth that I wouldn’t be left humiliated and alone in that room with only my regret and shame.

Swallowing hard, I said the truest words I’d ever spoken. “I want to experience what it’s like to give myself to someone completely. No fear. No hesitation. No holding back.”

They came out in a rush, like my brain had rehearsed the answer so many times and my mouth and tongue finally rejoiced in the opportunity to say the words out loud. Cash said nothing for what seemed like forever, and I couldn’t help but feel utterly foolish. I sat there exposed and vulnerable, my shame growing with each moment that ticked by until I felt like it would smother me. Somehow, even the fact that I couldn’t see his reaction made things worse as I was left to imagine the cold look in his eyes as he silently judged me. I was everything I’d ever feared.

Pathetic.

Then he spoke and his words made every one of my fears disappear.

“I want to give that to you. You deserve to feel all that and more, Olivia.”

The way his voice dropped to a deep whisper when he said my name made an ache throb in my lower abdomen like an emptiness existed there that only he could fill. I squeezed my thighs together, but that only made the ache more acute, and an involuntary moan escaped my throat.

Never before had I been so aroused by merely being in a man’s presence. He’d only kissed me a few times that night and said so little, but he could have commanded me to fulfill his wildest dreams at that moment and I would have without hesitation.

He slipped my bra strap back onto my shoulder and covered it with my dress. Gently, he brushed his lips against mine and whispered, “Our time is up, but I wanted to tell you my favorite color is black. I hope to see you again here, Olivia.”

Pressing his palm to the front of my panties, he slid his finger through the dampness, making me moan as he reached my clit, lingering there far too briefly before he moved his hand away. It was all I could do to stammer out, “Yes,” but he was already moving toward the door.

I heard him turn the door knob and stop as he pulled the door open. Angling my body toward the sound, I heard him say, “And Olivia, don’t ever believe you aren’t beautiful. There’s nothing wrong with you. Don’t ever forget that.”

The door closed with a click, and I ripped off my blindfold to look around at the room in an effort to convince myself that it all had really happened. I’d just spent time with the man of my dreams, and he wanted to see me here again.

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