Seduced by the CEO (14 page)

“Close to you? Are we really all that close?”

“I gave you a key to my office. You’ve been to my
house. You’re going to meet my family. Yeah, we’re pretty damn close.”

Kristin angled her body away from him. “I don’t want a
key to your office.”

“What do you want?”

She didn’t respond. Micah sighed. “I’m not talking
about the past. I haven’t fucked Emma and I’m not planning to. I don’t know
what more you expect from me.”

He stood and she said, “What are we doing?”

He huffed. “I’m trying to have a good time.”

She met his eyes. “Is that all?”

Micah stared at her. What the hell was he supposed to
say? “For now, yes.”

She nodded but didn’t speak. Hayden called Micah over
to play a song and he welcomed the distraction. A little less thinking was what
he needed.

****

“Oh, I’m so happy to see you!” Eleanor Bosk gave her
son a bear hug. “Your father is going to be surprised.”

Kristin tried to muster up a smile but it wasn’t in
her. Hayden played his charming self but she wasn’t in the mood to pretend.
After their conversation, she’d wanted to reroute the plane back to Colorado
and forget she even knew Micah Bosk.

“Mom, this is Kristin Marsh and her son, Hayden.”
Micah stepped back and played the doting lover. His hand rested on her hip and
she forced herself not to push him away.

“Hello,” Kristin said. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Eleanor smiled. “Likewise. Mikey told me that you work
for his company. How long have the two of you known each other?”

“Nearly four years.” Micah’s hand slid up her back.

Eleanor seemed pleased with that response. She turned
toward Hayden. “How old are you, Hayden?”

“Eighteen.”

Eleanor wrapped her arm around his shoulders. “I’ve
got a nephew your age…”

While they walked toward the hallway inside the house,
Kristin glanced over at Micah. “Your mother has that look.”

He grabbed her bag. “What look?”

“The he’s-found-a-woman-to-marry-and-bear-me-grandkids
look.”

He rolled his eyes and headed to the stairs. “She gave
up on that a long time ago.”

“I’m not convinced.” Kristin followed him up the
stairs of his parents’ large farm house and down the hallway to what she
supposed was their room.

“You read too much into things.” Micah stopped in
front of the doorway at the end of the hall. “You’re bunking with me. Hayden’s
staying in the guest room.”

“Micah, I don’t think that’s feasible.”

“What? Because you’re still mad at me for not talking
about my past?” He opened the door and they stepped inside.

Kristin glanced around. The room was considerably
larger than she expected. The poster bed was antique, stained a dark cherry
color. They had all the furnishings to go with the bed to complete the bedroom
suit and still had plenty of room to walk around comfortably.

“Is this your old room?”

“Nope.” Micah set the bags down at the foot of the
bed. “My room was in the barn.”

She chuckled. “Stayed in that much trouble, huh?”

He shook his head. “You’ll see in a few minutes.”

“Micah, I really don’t think we should stay in the
same room. If there isn’t another room, I can bunk with Hayden.”

He turned toward her. “Sit down.”

She glanced toward the bed. He motioned for her and
she reluctantly went. After he closed the door, he stood in front of her with
his hands on his hips.

“I’m only saying this once. There will be no questions
and it won’t come up again.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “What?”

“Molly and I met at the club. She worked there before
I purchased my shares and I had fun spending time with her. Our relationship
was anything but normal, but I found myself falling for her charm. She wore my
collar. I never expected more from her than what she could give, but one day, she
came to me and told me she was pregnant. I sure as hell didn’t know what the
fuck I should do. I’ve never been around kids, don’t really care all that much
for them, but I found myself excited to share something so grand with her. I
even planned to make everything official with a ring, the white dress, and the
whole nine yards.”

Micah glanced away and sighed. “Things didn’t happen
that way though. She lied to me often. She cheated on me with many guys. I had
no idea if the kid was mine. We broke up and she started seeing someone else.” He
paused and met Kristin’s eyes. “She died in a car wreck before the baby was
born.”

Kristin slumped at the amount of information he’d
given her. “I’m so sorry, Micah.”

“Yeah.” His jaw hardened. “Me too.”

She stood and went to him, looping her arms through
his to hug him. “I can’t imagine what that was like.”

He didn’t push her away nor did he hug her back. He chose,
instead, not to speak. She wondered how long ago it had happened. A friend of
his had mentioned his ex’s name when she’d visited the club the first time with
Jamie. Maybe it was recent and Micah wasn’t ready for a relationship.

“I don’t like talking, Kristin. I know you do, and I
listen, but
I
do
not
like to talk.” He wrapped his arms around her.

“Okay.” She slid her hands up his back. They were just
having fun. She didn’t have the right to ask him to open up to her.

He leaned down to kiss her. His lips were soft and
warm. Tender. He lifted her chin and slipped his tongue between her lips to
deepen the kiss. She wanted their relationship to be more. She wanted him to
say he cared for her as much as she cared for him. If she was being completely
honest, she might even be falling in love.

He pulled back and met her eyes. “I’ll carry Hayden’s
bag to his room and we can finish the tour of the rest of the place.”

“I know you don’t want to hear it, but I do care about
you, Micah.” She stepped away and reached for her bag. After pulling out a tube
of lip gloss, she dabbed her lips and replaced it. “You’re a great guy. Even
the arrogant, pushy, bossy, annoyingly handsome parts of you.”

He gave her a smile. “Thanks for pointing that out.
You think I’m handsome?”

She shrugged. “A little bit.”

“Oh, come on.” He reached for her hand and they left
the room. “More than a little bit.”

“You do have handsome parts. I will not lie.”

He chuckled. “You like those parts.”

“Most days.”

He draped his arm over her shoulder and kissed her
temple. “Wait until tonight. You will
love
those parts.”

She smiled. “Promises, promises.”

Chapter
Thirteen

“Shh.” Micah gripped Kristin’s hand tightly and
dragged her along the path to the barn. He hadn’t snuck out of his parents’
house like this since high school, but what he wanted to show Kristin was not
something he wanted the rest of his family knowing.

“What are we doing?”

“No questions.” He took her around the back entrance
and led her inside the darkened interior.

In college, he and his brother had spent many nights
refurbishing the barn for their own pleasure and that time paid off. He felt
along the walls, counting his steps just like he did when he was younger.

“My brother and I built our own little play room in
college when my parents forced us to fix the barn. As far as I know, we’re the
only two who know about it.” His finger caught in the groove of the wall and he
stopped.

He let go of her hand and pried the secret door open.
Micah grinned when he got it open and reached in to flip on the light. It was
his own personal dungeon.

“Oh my…” Kristin stopped and glanced around. “You have
all of this in your parents’ backyard?”

He chuckled. “Yes. But they don’t know about it.”

He watched her explore their surroundings. His brother
was a carpenter and had handcrafted most of the equipment. The spanking horse
was his favorite piece of furniture. Whips and floggers lined the wall, much
like the club. Micah glanced to the side and smiled when he saw the bondage
bed.

“Look at this.” He moved toward the bed and reached
down to press the secret button to release the hidden compartment. A Saint
Andrews cross unfolded at the end of the bed.

“Take off your clothes.”

Kristin’s lips parted. “What? No.”

“Don’t tell me no.” He met her eyes. “You can take
them off or I can rip them off.”

She narrowed her eyes. Micah ignored her. He had
introduced her to the soft-core bondage. Now he wanted something more hardcore.
He went to the cabinet on the far left of the room and found the bag of items
he’d asked his brother to purchase.

When he turned around, Kristin stared at him, hands on
her hips. “We weren’t even going to sleep in the same bed a few hours ago and
now you expect me to have sex with you?”

He tried his best to remain expressionless. “We were
always going to sleep in the same bed. Don’t make me tell you again.”

She pursed her lips. Defiance shined bright tonight.
“What if I simply wanted to make sweet love on the bed? Does that not interest
you?”

He let a grin escape through, for a second. “Five
seconds, Kristin.” He met her eyes and counted down. “Five … four … three … two…”

“Okay. Fine.” She pulled her shirt out of her pants.
“Why doesn’t my opinion about sex matter to you?”

“One more question and I’m paddling your ass.”

She gave him the
look
.
“It’s supposed to be a two-way street.” He narrowed his eyes and she scoffed.
“That wasn’t a question.”

He didn’t comment as she continued to undress. Each
inch of the creamy skin she revealed looked delicate in the soft lighting. It
had been way too long since he’d seen her naked. Much too long since he’d
touched her, or felt her pussy surround him. His cock responded at the sight of
her pale pink bra. She had nice breasts that filled his hands perfectly. Her
nipples were a dusky pink and he loved sucking on them until they turned a deep
red.

He dumped the bag on the bed and sorted through the
items. The nipple clamps were the first thing he went for. “Put your back
against the cross.”

She glanced over at him. “What are you going to do to
me?”

He lifted his gaze. “That was a question.”

She swallowed. “I’m not consenting to you hitting me.”

He stared at her. From day one, she’d hated that
spanking and flogging were part of the BDSM culture. She’d made it very clear
that she didn’t want anything to do with those aspects. He knew that she’d
mentioned something about abuse in her past, but she had to know that he’d
never hurt her in the same way.

“Spanking is not the same as hitting.” He undid the
packages of the items. “The longer you stand there, disobeying, the more it
will be.”

She walked over to the cross and stood with her back
against it, arms folded over her chest. He grabbed the wrist cuffs and moved
toward her. He reached for her arm and locked her wrist in the cuff, then
attached it to the circular peg on the cross. She didn’t look away as he tied
her up.

“The look on your face says you’re madder than hell
but your sweet pussy is gushing cream.” Micah slid his hand down her body and
slipped his finger between her legs. Sure enough, he was right. “Your hot
little pussy has missed my cock. Don’t deny it. Your body overpowers your
brain.”

She glanced away. Micah slipped his finger from her
and lifted it to her lips. “Taste yourself.”

She hesitated briefly before parting her lips and shyly
sucking his finger into her mouth. Each pull her mouth made had Micah’s cock begging
for relief. He wiggled the digit along her tongue and withdrew.

He loved her submissiveness. The last time she’d been
punished, she had ended up with a dildo fixed to her pussy making her come
every five minutes while at work. She’d literally crashed from exhaustion. But
he’d never spanked her before.

Micah reached for the ankle ties and continued
strapping her to the cross. He wouldn’t suggest it if he thought it wouldn’t
bring her pleasure. There were many things she didn’t understand but he wanted
her to distinguish that what was between them was about pleasure and trust. He
leaned in and licked her inner thigh, holding back a groan when he tasted her
cream. She was drenched.

He reached for the vibrating wand and turned it on.
Her clit peeked from its hood, tantalizing him. He wanted a taste. He wanted
her juices covering his mouth, coating his tongue. God, he wanted her on him,
surrounding him.

He held her pussy lips apart and touched the wand to
her clit.

“Oh, God,” she cried out. Tugging on the binds, her
body wobbled as he continued to stimulate her. “Stop. Oh …
God
… stop.”

Micah angled the wand so that it covered her clit
completely. Her orgasm spiraled out of control faster than he intended. He
pulled the wand away just as she cried out. “Do you really want me to stop?”

Frustration filled her face. The hum of the wand
filled the otherwise silent room. He waited, expecting an answer, yet he knew
she didn’t plan to give him one. He set the wand aside and brushed her clit
with his finger. Her entire body shook.

“Answer my question.”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “No.”

“Look at me.”

Her eyes opened. Deep pools of blue shined back at him,
filled with desire and a bit of defiance. He loved that about her. Her ability
to submit, yet remain a strong, independent woman as well. So many women
depended on men to make them, but Kristin depended on no one but herself.

He leaned in and took her mouth with his. Raw need
filled every inch of his body. She tasted so damn sweet, and he couldn’t get
enough. He angled his mouth over hers, clutching the wood he’d tied her to with
one hand, and fingering her with the other.

“Micah,” she tore her mouth away and shook, on the
verge of coming again.

He withdrew his fingers and stepped away. “I think
I’ve been too generous considering the hell you’ve put me through in the past
few days.”

She moaned, tugging at her binds. “I haven’t done
anything to you.”

He chuckled and moved around her to the bed. He
grabbed the nipple clamps. “You came into my office and accused me of fucking Emma.”

“She was ready to hump you in the hall.”

“Maybe.” He pinched one clip to test the resistance.
“But you know very well your hot pussy is the one I want.”

“Then come and get it.”

Micah laughed. “I don’t need to get it. It’s already
mine.”

“Dammit, Micah.” She jerked against the binds. “Fuck
me.”

He stepped in front of her and watched her eyes widen
when she saw the clamps. “You are not the one in control, Kristin. Your pussy
is mine to do with as I please.” He cupped her breast and ran his thumb over
her stiff nipple. “If I want to fuck it, I will.”

He kissed the very tip of her nipple. He was indeed a
breast man and Kristin had perfect, full breasts. He flicked his tongue out to
lap the pink tip. She hadn’t been too excited about the nipple clamps the last
time he’d used them, but after her third orgasm, she didn’t really seem to
care.

He wanted to keep her that way. So high on pleasure she
let go of her tough exterior and allowed herself to simply be. The only time
he’d ever seen her that way was when she came and when she slept.

He scraped his teeth against the sensitive tip and she
sucked in a breath. He liked that sound. It was his encouragement to continue.
Micah withdrew and replaced his mouth with the clamp.

“Ahhh.” She panted and hissed as he released it,
giving her the full pressure of the metal and rubber gadget.

“Take a deep breath.” He brushed his fingers along her
stomach. He pinched the other nipple with the clamp and tears came to her eyes.
“Relax, Kristin. Take a deep breath and relax.”

Reaching up, he cupped her cheek and leaned in to kiss
her. Her mind still ruled, which only meant he had to work harder. She listened
too much to what should be done instead of what she wanted to do. With
everything inside him, he wanted to change that. Even if it was only for a
little while.

“Is your pussy wet enough for me?”

She met his eyes. “Yes.”

“Do you want to come?”

She nodded.

He tugged on the chain connecting the two clamps. “I
didn’t hear a response.”

“Yes! For the love of God, yes!”

He went to the bed and grabbed the dildo and harness.
Incidentally, the one his brother had purchased resembled the one he’d made her
wear nearly half the day at work. “I’ll grant you as many orgasms as you want
while I spank your ass for disobeying me.”

“No.” Her hesitance was expected. He saw the
questions, the reluctance in her eyes. He waited, forcing her to stand there
longer, to debate it all out in her mind. Her frustration showed. He’d never
hurt her and she knew that. “Micah, no.”

Her second statement was a little less forceful and
more of a plea. He waited, studying her longer. She licked her lips nervously.
Her fists clutched into balls. Shallow pants came from her as she waited
impatiently for his touch. She was uncertain, which only meant he needed to
reassure her better.

“I’m not going to abuse you and you know that.” He
kissed her, tenderly letting his tongue glide along hers before abruptly
pulling away. “If you say no again, we’re ending everything.”

He stepped around her and set the toys on the spanking
bench. “I’m going to undo you and bind you again, to this.”

She glanced over at the bench, shaking her head, but
she didn’t say anything. Micah reached for her, smoothing the back of his hand
along her stomach while he stared into her eyes.

“There is want and there is need.” He leaned in but
waited, giving Kristin the chance to make her way to his lips for the simple
kiss. She hesitated. “I will be deciding for you.”

He kneeled to undo her ankles.

“I’m not a child.”

“I never proclaimed you were.” He stood and released
her arms, rubbing her wrists with his fingers. “Lie face down with your ass in
the air.”

“Why?” No had been replaced with why. Micah blew out a
breath.

“Question me again and it will be double the original punishment.”

She walked, albeit defiantly, to the bench and took
her position. Her sweet little ass was raised for his pleasure and damn it if
the sight didn’t make his cock impossibly harder. He brushed his hand along her
thigh, sliding it over the cheek of her ass. He went down beside her and got to
work on binding her ankles and wrists.

He stood, once she was secure, and moved in behind
her. Her pussy was dripping wet with her desire. He reached for the dildo. Making
sure it worked, he pressed the tip of it inside her. She jerked.

“Relax, Kristin.” He pushed the fake cock into her
slowly. “Your pussy isn’t ready to be fucked yet.”

He turned the vibrator on full power and attached the
harness to keep it from falling out. She gasped and moaned, pulling against her
binds. Micah stepped away briefly and picked up the anal vibe his brother had added
on a whim. He hadn’t planned on using it but Kristin changed his mind. He
needed to maximize her pleasure.

He coated the small blue plug with lube and spread the
cheeks of her ass apart. His cock needed release and he didn’t know how much
more he could take. He pushed the plug inside her tight little hole.