Page 3 of One Night Seduction (ONS #1)

Logan

My hand engulfs her petite one as I lead her through the darkened hallways of the club. I’m by no means one of the club’s most frequent members, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t visit often, especially over the last year or so.

I’ve met plenty of women within these walls, all who have been beautiful and more than pleasurable, but nothing more.

Nothing like her.

As soon as she stepped into the club, I felt this pull to her.

My eyes were swinging to her before her friends could even abandon her side.

I wanted to approach her immediately, but she looked easily spooked, definitely out of her comfort zone, despite the aloof exterior she was trying to portray.

So, I kept my eye on her, watching as she glided through the room, all eyes gravitating towards her while she remained blissfully unaware of the effect she has on others by simply existing.

I didn’t anticipate her to accept my invitation so willingly, nor did I expect her to open up for me so easily.

It was as if my touch allowed her to shed all of her insecurities and hesitations and let her simply live in the moment.

The power that gave me was indescribable, and after one taste of her, I knew this night couldn’t be over in that room.

I needed more of her, all of her, and like the perfect woman she is, she seems to want that too.

She said that she has no limits, at least none that she knows of. Something in those words made the beast inside me beat his chest, salivating at the chance to rise to that challenge. I want to see her bend, to see how far I can push until she breaks, revealing the true person behind it all.

I could have taken her to a million rooms, thrown her into the lion’s den, and made her question her sanity in giving a random Dom this much control of her. But I’m less interested in seeing what I can make her do and more so in seeing what I can get her to want to do.

When we round the corner, I notice that the door I’m looking for is open, indicating that it’s available.

Perfect.

I step to the side, allowing her to walk in first before closing the door behind me.

She freezes in place as she notices the large glass wall where two rows of plush seats are placed in front of it, giving a perfect view of the king size bed.

A few people trickle in, taking their seats by themselves or with their partners.

Her beautiful blue eyes swing to my own, fear splashed across her face despite the mask hiding most of her features. I close the distance between us, cupping the nape of her neck as I hush her softly.

“Don’t be frightened. They’re just here to watch.”

“Watch us?” she whispers.

“Yes.”

She bites her lower lip, a tell I’ve already been able to gather is her sign that she’s thinking it over.

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” she admits.

“I assumed not. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I say, my fingers slowly rubbing against the sensitive part of her neck. God. Her skin is intoxicating, like silk beneath my touch.

She stays silent for a few more seconds before she looks back up to me, giving me a small nod before I pull her in for a kiss.

I keep it light at first, allowing her discomfort to melt away before I deepen the kiss.

With each passing second, I can feel her body slowly relaxing until she’s pliant in my arms.

I run my hands down her silky dress, slipping the straps off her shoulders this time before finding the zipper in the back. I gently pull the zipper down while stroking my tongue against hers until the smooth material pools at her feet, leaving her completely exposed.

She breaks our kiss, just for a moment as she looks at the growing room of spectators.

The size has easily doubled since we stepped into the room.

I expect her to run, to take off for the hills after making direct eye contact with our voyeurs.

To my surprise, she does the opposite. She pulls my head down to her neck, arching into my hold while keeping her eyes on the crowd the entire time.

My cock throbs at her reaction, and I can’t stop myself from pushing her backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed, and she falls onto her back. I don’t cover her immediately, allowing the spectators to see her first as I undo my pants.

The beauty’s eyes are locked on one woman in particular in the front row. She’s older but still beautiful with two men on either side of her. They all seem to be entranced by the gorgeous woman beneath me.

She truly is a sight.

“Do you like this?” I ask.

“What?” she asks, almost breathlessly.

“You like them watching you? Feeling seen? Desired?”

“Desired?” she echoes .

Since the room has microphones that play through speakers in the other room, the throuple in the front all collectively smile salaciously, hungry looks in their eyes as they reassure her. I take a step closer to her, skimming my hands along her smooth inner thighs before I press on them slightly.

“Open up. Show them how pretty your little cunt is.”

She hesitates only for a moment before she does as I say, letting her legs fall open and causing several members of the audience to groan or adjust themselves in what is no doubt obvious pleasure.

“You’re beautiful,” I encourage as I allow my hand to trail over her pussy, slowly pulling her open to give our voyeurs a show they’ll never forget.

One of the men from the throuple practically presses himself to the glass as he watches me run a finger through her soaked slit before plunging inside. She moans her approval as I begin pumping in and out of her before adding another.

“Anyone of those people would switch places with me in a heartbeat if I allowed it.”

Several heads bob at that, causing her eyes to snap back to mine in surprise before I continue.

“Unfortunately for them, I saw you first, and this is the closest I’ll get to sharing tonight.”

“Tonight?” she asks curiously, forcing a crooked smile to pull at my mouth.

I add a third finger, causing her to cry out.

“T-too much. It’s t-too much,” she whimpers.

“Do you want to use your safe word?” I ask as I continue slowly easing my fingers in and out of her.

She shakes her head instantly, closing her eyes and controlling her breathing.

“Good girl,” I praise. “Deep breaths.”

Her pussy begins to relax around my fingers, allowing me to push deeper until I brush against that spot that sends her eyes flying open.

“Oh god!” she cries out.

Her orgasm comes like a freight train, crashing into her and sending her over the edge before I can even do anything to prolong it as her pussy throbs and her body trembles.

Fuck, she’s so beautiful when she falls apart like this, so perfectly obedient.

Like her body already knows how to obey me, how to please me.

I brush some hair out of her face as I cup her jaw.

“Ready for more?”

This time she doesn’t hesitate. A spark lights up her irises as she agrees eagerly.

Good fucking girl.