Eyes becoming a little wider, Jess clamped her thighs together.

This was it. Tonight, she was losing her virginity to her father's best friend.

"Take them off," he said to her, his voice tougher. "Now."

Jess hastily ripped off her shirt and pulled out of her skirt so she was sitting in nothing but a thin lingerie set. For so long, she had wanted him to touch her. She had sneaked secretive glances at him one too many times.

After he let his shirt fall over his shoulders, he walked over to her and pushed her back onto the bed. He ripped off his pants, followed by his briefs, baring his hard dick between his legs. Jess took in a swift gasp.

Before she could even think about it, he'd got her stretched back on the bed with his hands deep between her thighs. "You can breathe when you come," he growled in her ear, his hand over her mouth and nose and his other hand playing and slapping at her clit. She whimpered on his hand, her legs quivering. "Don't take your fucking eyes off me."

Jess looked up at him, her breathing tight and the pressure rising quickly in her pussy. Heat spread around her core, her flesh heating up and starving. She spread her legs as wide as they'd go to give him access to touch as much of her as he could.

"You're a needy little cumslut, aren't you?"

She nodded.

"Say it," he growled, keeping his hand still over her mouth.

"I’m a needy little cumslut," she managed, the words muffled and driving her higher.

"Good girl," he said, moving his fingers faster against her clit. "Someone's learning."

Her legs shot up into the air, spread wide. She arched her back and moaned out into his hand, her mind so fuzzy. Something about his degrading praise tipped her over the edge and pushed her into ecstasy.

It wasn't anything she'd ever felt before. It was better than her vibrator.

Kai pulled his hand from in front of her face, allowing her air to breathe. She breathed in deeply, her little pussy throbbing at just the feel of his hands touching her body still. He looked down at her pussy and continued to make small circles between her pussy lips.

"Please," she panted, looking up at him and adoring the wicked look he had right now. This was so wrong, so wrong. He was her dad's best friend, and yet she couldn't help but think of the sensation of him buried deep inside her. "I want you inside me, Kai. Please."

Kai dipped his fingers lower down her folds and inserted two inside her.

She groaned and squirmed on the bed, brows creased into a frown. "Not like that."

"How, Jess?"

He scowled down at her, waiting for her to answer him, as she always had over the internet and on the telephone. And while she was a brat in real life, she had never begged someone to put their dick inside of her.

It just sounded so disgusting, so dirty. And she was so afraid. So fucking afraid.

"How?" he yelled again, his voice louder and more demanding.

"I want your dick inside my pussy," she said to him.

He grunted into her, as if he had been hungry to hear those words all these years now, then edged on top of her and between her legs, his fingers still embedded deep inside her cunt. "Next time I get you," he growled, pulling out his fingers from her and pushing them into her mouth, "I'm going to tie you to this bed and not release you home tonight."

As he pressed the head of his cock against her entry, she whimpered. She curled her toes and held her legs more securely around his waist to press him in closer. He stroked his cock between the folds of her pussy.

"Beg for it, Jess."

"Please."

He stroked it over her clit.

"Oh God, please," she pleaded. "Please, put it?—

Before she could say a word more, he thrust himself into her, byte by byte. She encircled his shoulders with her fingers and furrowed her brow, an aching tenderness lingering in her pelvis.

He shuddered against her. "You feel so fucking good."

She whimpered and buried her face in the curve of his neck, hoping that he wouldn't catch sight of the soft throbbing on her face. He felt so big inside her, expanding out her walls and filling her to the brim with his cock—and hopefully his cum too.

Her pussy muscles gripped him, becoming wetter at the thought of him burying all of himself and all his cum deep within her. Kai remained stiff in her pussy, and then slowly pulled out.

"Your pussy is so tight, Jess," he snarled. "It's like you're almost a virgin."

Pressing her lips together, Jess refused to answer. Instead, she encircled his waist with her arms and threw her head back, the pressure turning to pleasure and her stiff body relaxing in his arms. Her brat had departed the room many hours ago, and she could do nothing, say nothing, think of nothing but him.

"More," she panted, her fingers sinking into his shoulders. "Please."

He rested his head against her head and brought his lips to the line of her lips, leaving a kiss lingering there as he thrust himself inside her again. She couldn't help it; she turned her head and kissed him on the lips. The moment their lips touched, she felt the pleasure running through her body.

Our lips clashed together, harder and with more urgency. She was overcome with lust for him. With desire for him.

"More," she whimpered into their kiss.

He pounded himself deeper and deeper into her clenched pussy, pushing her closer to the edge each time. Her lower half tensed, her clit pulsating as his hips banged against her. She whimpered into their kiss and squirted everywhere over his cock.

"Please, come inside," she begged. "Please."

Kai growled into her lips, pounded his dick in as hard as he could and spurted inside of her. She leaned back against the mattress, pussy pulsating on every inch of his dick as he pulled it out of her. Her chest heaved, her head dizzy like putty.

"Fuck," he whispered, sitting down on the bed.

"Oh gosh," she breathed.

Suddenly, he tensed against her. "There's blood," he said to her, furrowed brows sinking to his blood- and cum-covered dick. There was a second, one second, of confusion that swept across his face. Then, and harshly, reality hit him, and he only looked up at her with wide eyes. "Were you a virgin?"

Jess pulled the blankets over her naked body and squirmed out of bed, facing away from him. It was not his concern if she were a virgin or not. She had come to his BDSM club with a mission, and now, it was time that she left.

She rushed to grab her clothes. All she could do was tell herself over and over and over that she had to leave there, that she couldn't stay, that this was a one-time thing, and that Kai was bad news personified.

"You can't walk away from me," he growled, like he owned her or something.

She pulled at her clothes and ran to the door. She wasn't talking about being a virgin anymore. She wasn't even going to think. It was over, and it hadn't hurt nearly so bad as all her girlfriends had assured her it'd hurt.

"Watch me," she said.

He grasped her wrist and pulled her in close so their bodies touched. "Cut the crap for once, Jess. I know you like to get off on it, but this isn't a game." He paused. "You really don't have any idea what you're doing down there?"

"That's not your business," she growled, jerking herself away and fumbling for the door handle.

He placed his large hand on the door so that she couldn't get out. "Yes, it is."

"And why?" she asked, her arms crossed and glaring at him. "What would you've done if you'd known I was a virgin when everything started? You'd still have taken me to your club, bent me over your bed, and fucked me senseless. It doesn't matter."

"Jess," he growled, jerking his jaw, "you're the daughter of my best friend."

"Yeah," she said, shuddering. "And you still screwed me. So, what does it matter?"

"It's important because, now, you're mine," he snarled, standing her against the door and his hand against the corner of her jaw. "You're fucking mine, and you don't get to run away and off from me. You don't get to go home and be around that kid who is always all over you when I'm around."

"Giles," she corrected.

"I don't care what his name is, Jess." He jammed his knee between her legs and thrust his dick along the side of her hip. "No other man gets to even look at you the way that I do. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you walked through my door to work."

"No, I?

"Yes, you fucking did. I told you not to come unless you were serious about all of that which came with this type of lifestyle, with me being the jealous and possessive asshole that I am."

Jess swallowed hard and stared up at him, wanting to give him a piece of her mind, but not having a clue what she was going to say. It was all true. He had warned her, and she had liked the fantasy of someone being that crazy about her that they would not allow another man to even look at her. She never had gotten that kind of attention in her life.

But they couldn't do this. Gideon would find out.

He leaned his head and breathed into her ear, "You have no idea how fucking long I've wanted you, how many women I've been with, thinking of them as you. You leave my club without me tonight, and I will find you.".

I stuffed my cum-filled cock back into my pants, zipped them up, and grabbed my tie that lay on the bed. Jess was already dressed, and while it wasn't really my MO to leave a girl without giving her proper aftercare, I had to catch my breath for a damn minute.

Jess was the daughter of my business partner, and she was still a virgin before I slept with her.

"Stay where you are," I said again so she wouldn't leave.

Once I'd slipped out of the door, I headed straight for my Executive Suite. I shouldn't have done that. But I enjoyed placing brats in their place, and, God, did Jess love being a brat. She had always been one with her parents, and every damn time … I fought the urge to bend her over my knee and spank her right under her father's nose.

My dick became hard again in my pants as I thought about how much she'd like that.

If he found out that I had screwed her, all that I had labored for would be laid in ruins.

"The hell you coming in here like this?" Caspian Black, a grown-up-movie actor, asked.

"I'm thirsty," I whispered.

"Bar is the other direction," Caspian informed me, pointing another direction.

I took a deep breath and stopped, glancing over the railing and down into The Velvet Lounge, where people were dancing, drinking, and watching other members have sex in the room next to it. I smoothed my hair back and cursed under my breath.

"What're you doing up here?" I asked.

A small smile crossed his face. "Reserving a glass room."

"For?" I asked, arching a brow.

"If I make any more tapes at my apartment, Zara Lane is going to know what I do."

I settled back against the railing and shoved a hand into my pocket. "I thought you loved her?"

He tensed. "Who said that?"

"You're always talking about her."

"She's my best friend."

"Mmhmm."

"Anyway, she doesn't like me like that." He glanced over my shoulder and in the direction I had just left. "Anyway, I have to head home. We're having a movie night tonight, and if I'm late one more time, she'll question me."

As he headed down the hallway, I shook my head and continued on to the offices.

Alethea Rylan, my adopted sister, walked down the hall towards me, clicking black red-bottomed shoes on the floor. I let out another audible sigh because I knew I would be stopped once again. Alethea loved to ramble on to our brother Beckett's ear. And when he was not there, she bothered me.

"Who's the girl?"

Alethea hummed.

"What girl?"

"The girl who just slipped out of your room?"

"God damn it," I cursed, storming out of Alethea and into the room.

Jess was nowhere to be seen.

I growled deep within my chest and headed for the bar.

If she came and I had expressly told her not to … if she occurred and informed her dad that she had come here tonight to visit someone, he would quiz me. And I'd be lying to him. After all these god damn years we'd spent working together.

"Jess!" I bellowed above the music, scanning the room for any glimpse of her.

I scanned the crowd. Once. Twice. Then a third time.

Nothing.

"What's up?" Zara Lane cut in from the couch, chewing on a Clif Bar.

"What are you doing here? Where's Lylah?" Jess Vaughn asked.

Zara laughed and stood up. "Rude much?"

"You know I didn't?"

"I know," she smiled. "I just finished working out at The Nexus Fitness Center and had to shower before I went all the way home to my apartment. I might have let myself in right before Lylah left to meet some guy."

"Well."

Jess left her sentence hanging.

Zara reached for her water bottle on the counter, looking Jess up and down. "You radiate like you're glowing on the inside."

"I lost my virginity," Jess blurted out.

"You what?" Zara asked.

"I lost my virginity," Jess replied, her heart racing in her chest.

"To who?!"

She snorted. "To maybe. an older dude?"

"Like someone who's eighty?"

"No!" Jess exclaimed. "Who do you think I am?"

Zara laughed.

"Like someone who's twice my age, not eighty. He's my dad's best friend."

Mouth hanging open, Zara stared at Jess with wide eyes. "He's your what?!"

"Dang, Zara, do you need a hearing aid from all that music you blast when you work out?" Jess rolled her eyes good-naturedly, her cheeks burning hotter by the second because it was so bad to say this out loud. "He's my dad's best friend."

"Oh my God," Zara said. "We need all the deets tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Jess repeated. "Where are you going?"

"It's movie night with Caspian Black."

"Movie night again?" Jess hummed.

Zara smiled softly. "Yes."

"When are you going to finally admit that you love him?"

Zara rolled her eyes. "I do not love him. We're friends."

"Friends who fuck?"

Her eyes popped wide. "We do not."

Jess laughed. "But you want to."

Waving her hand away, Zara made a move for the door. "I'll see you later."

Before she could make it out the door, Jess grabbed her wrist. "Please."

"I have to go," Zara said to him. "Caspian's waiting for me."

Shrugging Jess off, she smiled warmly and pushed out of the apartment. Jess sighed and closed the door behind her, pouting back to the couch. She flopped onto it, surrounded by only her own thoughts.

Within a couple of minutes, there was a banging on the front door. Jess sprang from the couch and went towards it, searching for Zara's keys since she'd forgotten them more times than she could count.

"Don't tell me you forgot your keys this time. You always do?"

At her door instead of Zara stood Kai Rylan with his furrowed brows in an angry scowl and a rope in his hand.

Hunched over his desk overlooking Ashwood City, Kai Rylan stared out the window and let out a stiff breath. He'd not been able to look Gideon Vaughn, Jess's dad, in the eye all day, and if he didn't get about it, he'd start to notice.

"Are you okay?" Gideon asked.

"I'm fine," Kai replied quickly, yanking his attention away. "Just stressed."

"What's going on?" Gideon asked.

"No, I'm good." Kai rubbed his face.

Gideon waved the folder Adelaide Grey held to her body. "What's this report?"

Adelaide handed him the folder.

"Just some figures from last year. The firm has grown about twenty-four percent since last quarter, mostly because of Adelaide's efforts. Nothing bad," Gideon clarified. "I just like to get you riled every now and then."

Kai rolled his eyes since Gideon had been doing this since they started the business five years ago, and he should have known better. But he couldn't shake his head. All day long, he'd kept thinking of her.

His phone was on the desk, and he picked it up an inch in his direction to see the notification. His face recognition system wasn't having any issues unlocking the phone, and a message from Jess Vaughn appeared on the screen. It was not a standard message, but a naked picture with the caption, Bet you can't guess what I'm doing without your permission.

Pulling his pants tight, he turned the phone off in a rush and jammed it into his pocket. He glanced across at Gideon, who had no idea that his own innocent daughter's naked would be in front of him if he were to turn it back on.

She was going to be getting him so much fucking trouble. But she wasn't going to get away with it. No fucking way.

"By the way," Adelaide cleared her throat, "I'm happy to work underneath you."

"Yes, me too," Kai lied. "Make sure you're in the office by six every morning."

"Yes, sir."

"Address me by Kai," he clarified, glancing down at his phone. Because Sir and Master were reserved for someone else.

"They totally fucked," Lylah Kim giggled at Jess, her gaze lingering on Zara at the counter of The Daily Grind.

Zara hadn't responded to them since the previous night, and this'd only made it stronger that the running joke that she and Caspian Black were hooking up was actually true.

Zara grabbed her Ashley's Egg Sandwich and headed towards them, her complexion glowing and a huge smile on her face. She slowed down her walk, noticing Lylah's naughty expression, and then stopped dead in her tracks. "What?"

"Is he good?" Lylah cocked an eyebrow.

"Is who good?"

"Caspian."

Rolling her eyes dramatically, Zara sat down next to Jess and grasped her sandwich. "If we ever get together-and we won't because we're totally friends-you'll be the first to hear it, okay?"

"Sort of," Lylah tapped her chin, "I think that's a lie."

"Get real," Zara hummed. "You think I could ever keep it from you? Jess couldn't."

Lylah tore her focus to Jess, her eyes erupting. "You what?"

Snip on her phone, impatiently waiting for Kai to reply, Jess sealed her lips, her face reddening. "Oh, well, I might or might not have gotten busy with my dad's best friend last night and-"

Lylah slammed her hands on the table and stood up. "And you didn't warn me?!"

"Anyway, you were with Professor Orion Welles last night."

Zara shook her head as if she was enjoying the melodrama. "Jess hooking up with her dad's best friend. Lylah sleeping with her sex ed professor. And always me who is the butt of everyone's slutty rumors."

"Because clearly you and Caspian Black are banging," someone muttered behind them.

Mei-Ling Wong came over to their table and placed her backpack on the floor beside Lylah.

As Mei-Ling ordered a coffee, Jess reclined in her chair and opened up her messages to Kai. She had been firing off some sassy ones to him this morning when he was at work and she was lounging around at home.