Leah's Seduction: 2 (Gianni and Leah - Leah's Seduction) (5 page)

Chapter 9

Before she could worry about it more, Gianni slipped his hands into her thick hair and held tight. “You won’t be going home tonight.”

“No?” she whispered.

“You’re going to be with me.” That was all he said, but it was enough. His tone and the way he looked at her made Leah feel desired. She was his, and that was what she wanted most.

He released her suddenly, and stood up. “You must be hungry,” he said. “Is champagne all you’ve had?”

Leah nodded.

“Come with me.” She stood, and he took her hand. Along the other wall were tables laden with food. Leah didn’t have much of an appetite. The prospect of being alone with Gianni had her stomach fluttering with butterflies.

But he wouldn’t hear of her not eating. Gianni spoke to a waiter, and she overheard him ordering specific items. Then he took Leah’s hand and went to a back table, away from the crowd. Very soon after, the waiter arrived with a tray.

He put various plates of food in front of them, and Gianni smiled at him. “Thank you.”

There were sushi rolls with slivers of vegetables sticking out the top, fresh peaches wrapped with strips of ham, melon with prosciutto, and a variety of canapés. Gianni had ordered drinks to go with the food.

Leah touched the twist of lemon perched on the rim of her glass. “We’re drinking martinis?”

“Not just any martini,” Gianni said, and took a sip. “Try it. It’s a version of the classic recipe that I much prefer. There’s more gin, and a healthy dose of vermouth.”

Lifting her glass, Leah tasted. “Yes, it’s very good. And potent, I imagine.”

“Likely so.” Gianni eyed her plate, reminding her to eat.

Leah found the peaches with ham especially delicious, and nibbled at hers while Gianni devoured plenty of everything. The party continued to roar in the background, and halfway through her martini, the alcohol began to have its effect.

She thought Gianni would ask her to dance. Not that she was good at it. But it was a party. He didn’t ask, though. Once he finished eating and the plates had been cleared, he ordered drink refills. The look in his eyes made Leah want to leave with him right then.

But he had other plans.

“Take off your panties,” he said.

Leah choked on her drink. “What?”

“No one can see you. And even if they could…” His look pierced into her, and Leah realized he was serious. “Take them off.”

This was something new. Of all the things they’d done, public sex hadn’t been one of them. Leah was grateful for the darkened room, and that he’d chosen a table in the back corner. Knowing Gianni, he might have made her strip in the middle of the crowd.

Reaching to the hem of her dress, Leah slid her hand under and pulled her panties to her knees. She really didn’t want the lace garment around her ankles, dark room or not. Gianni smiled.

“I’m hard for you,” he said. “I want you to come so I can see your face when you do.”

He spoke in a commanding voice, expecting no argument, in charge as always. Leah thought to object, but the idea excited her. Her skin tingled and heat flooded her belly. Yet she didn’t move.

“Reach under your dress and touch yourself.”

Glancing around, Leah saw that no one was watching. Slowly, she let her hand drift up her thigh, until she touched between her legs where she was wet. Could she do this?

“Do as I say, baby. No one will bother you. Do this for me.”

The way he said it made her
want
to do it for him.

Leah touched her outer lips and spread them just a little. Gianni’s rapt attention was a bit embarrassing, and she wondered if she could really do what he asked. She flicked her finger over her clit, and let her thighs separate more.

“That’s it. I can see in your eyes that you want this, baby. It will feel good.” Gianni leaned back in his chair, calmly watching. “It will feel better because you think someone might know.”

That was what she didn’t want: for someone to know. Leah hoped to do this privately, and give Gianni what he sought. But she wondered if she could. Under his gaze, she stroked along her wet slit and swirled around her clit.

It was tight and achy. She wanted to throw her head back and give in to the pleasure. But she had to sit up and pretend everything was normal. It was unlikely the waiter would come back, so Leah swirled a little faster, wanting to get through this while the chance of discovery was low.

“Don’t hold back, baby. There’s no need to.”

Leah’s muscles stiffened, and her sex clenched. But she couldn’t quite relax enough to give in to her climax. Her breathing was rapid and her skin felt hot.

“Come now, baby. Do it because I’m telling you to.” Gianni spoke sharply. “Don’t disobey me.”

Sensation flooded her sex, and her clit clenched into a tiny knot. Leah rubbed over it at a rapid pace. Faster and faster, until she could take no more. The pleasure built then exploded inside her. When her abdomen turned to steel, she wanted to scream out.

Instead, her breath came in gasps, and her body shook. Repressing it, and trying not to let on what was happening, intensified the experience. As the shivers lessened, Leah’s panting slowed. Her muscles relaxed, but her skin was still warm.

Gianni waited.

When she had the strength, Leah sat up and put her hands in her lap. Still feeling awkward, she didn’t speak, just tried to get it together. Alone in the dark corner, she realized that no one had looked her way. Likely her public orgasm had gone unnoticed. She was glad the table blocked the view of what she had been doing.

“I like it when you obey me,” Gianni said. “Remember that.”

Leah looked at him.

“I didn’t think you wanted me to spank you in front of everyone.”

No, she didn’t. But the thought was exciting. Leah looked away, lest she encourage him.

As if knowing what it had taken for her to comply with his wishes, Gianni stood and came over to her. When she rose, he held her in a warm embrace. “Pull your panties up,” he said. “We’re leaving.”

With Gianni in front of her and the wall at her back, Leah wasn’t visible to the crowd. She reached under her dress and pulled up her panties, then readjusted her dress. She looked up at him, but Gianni said nothing more. He put his arm around her and guided her away from the party, out to the elevator.

The floors of the building under the event venue were part of a hotel. It seemed Gianni had booked a room, and already had the key. Without visiting the lobby, he went directly to the suite. Leah noticed a bodyguard not far behind them, but he stayed in the hall when they entered the room.

Outside the windows, the buildings were lit against the night sky. The hotel was lodged into the heart of the area, surrounded by activity. Yet inside the room it was completely quiet. The suite had several rooms, and Leah walked across the carpet to look out the window.

She was still a little weak, and she took a deep breath. The city did look beautiful at night. Gianni stood behind her and put his hands at her waist. He had a way of touching her that was exciting. She leaned back against his shoulder.

“I want you, Leah,” he said. “I knew I would be too impatient to make the trip to my condo. I hope you don’t mind a hotel.”

She turned in his arms. “Not at all.” She wrapped her arms around his waist. “Is it big enough for you?”

“The room?”

Leah laughed. He let her go, and she looked at the accommodations. “The presidential suite?”

Gianni smiled. “The honeymoon suite.”

“Ah,” she said. “Do you have something in mind?”

He watched her, clearly amused. “Yes, you know I do. But they didn’t have the ‘forbidden sex suite’ available.” He paused. “So this will have to do.”

Leah kicked off her shoes and dug her toes into the thick carpet. She glanced at the bottle of wine that had been left for them. That was the only clue Gianni needed. He removed his jacket, shoes, and socks. Then his belt.

As he walked over to the wine, he loosened his tie. Before locating the glasses, he dragged the tie from around his neck and dropped it on the table. After pouring two glasses of red wine, he sat next to Leah on the sofa, and then looked out at the night scene.

“Lovely,” she said.

“You are.” Gianni turned to look at her, but Leah kept her eyes on the window. She shouldn’t have been embarrassed by his flattery, but she was.

She sipped her wine, and Gianni didn’t say anything for a few minutes. The wine tasted good, and the quiet was nice. The music had been loud, and Leah didn’t prefer crowds. Glancing down, she saw Gianni digging his feet into the plush carpet, and found the sight irresistibly sexy.

“You need to get used to it, you know.”

His words could mean many things. Get used to public sex? To him? To his luxury lifestyle? But she hadn’t guessed what he really meant. Turning to look at him, she said, “To what?”

“My compliments.” His blue eyes were so sensual. “It’s not idle flattery.”

Leah didn’t know how to respond.

“I want you to know you are beautiful. And to have pride in your body.” He frowned. “You don’t question my judgment, do you?”

She shook her head. “No, it’s not that.”

He put his fingers under her chin and rubbed his thumb along her jaw, sending a thread of sensation to her core. “Then don’t doubt my perception. You might have made less of yourself before you met me. I’m sure you did. But not now. Not anymore.”

He didn’t look away. “Do you understand?”

She did, more than he thought. Gianni wasn’t making a plea for her to feel better about herself. He was telling her that she had to stop being critical of her body, because he didn’t want her to do that. And what he wanted was important to her.

“I understand,” she said. It wouldn’t be easy, but she would try.

“That’s better,” he said, and kissed her lightly.

Leah’s lips tingled, and she wanted more. But he was taking it slowly. Patience was something she was still working on, especially when she was with Gianni. Delay was torture in his presence. She wanted it all, and she wanted it without having to wait.

Gianni finished his wine, and refilled their glasses. He got up to turn on some music, and instead of coming back to sit beside her, he stood in front of the window. The darkness outside framed him, and the look in his eyes intensified.

Leah gulped her wine, sensing what he’d asked for upstairs at the party was only the beginning. He wanted more.
She
wanted more. Gianni sipped his wine, not taking his eyes off her, and her heart began to pound. He was so sexy, just standing there, looking at her. Her eyes drifted over his muscled body, and she could not help notice the bulge under his pants.

She drained her glass, waiting for his command, her panties soaked from anticipation. Gianni waited, taking the last two sips of his wine as though he had all the time in the world. Leah rubbed her palms on her thighs, nervousness building in her stomach, and she licked her lower lip.

Gianni put his glass down and looked at her. There was no smile. “Come here,” he said. And Leah stood, hesitating only a moment before walking over to him. She didn’t know what he had in mind, but whatever it was turned him on. His tone gave that away.

Chapter 10

Gianni had been so pleased with her, the way she had done what he asked. But it hadn’t been enough. It was never enough with Leah. He wanted more, always more.

The way she trembled when he touched her aroused Gianni, and pushed him to the edge. It was how she responded, the way she reacted to him, that drove him crazy.

He placed a palm on her cheek, and Leah’s eyes half closed. “You liked that public display, didn’t you? It excited you to think there was a chance others would see you?”

Leah didn’t answer right away, and he could tell she was torn. But she was honest, as he knew she would be. “Yes,” she said. “I’ve never done anything like that before, so I didn’t know I’d like it.”

Gianni warmed to her confession. That was another thing he liked about her: her innocence. Not that she hadn’t had sex before him. She had. But no man had given her what she needed, or satisfied those deep urges she tried to repress.

“And tell me, baby, when I threatened to lift your skirt and spank you…you wanted it, didn’t you?”

Her cheeks flushed, but she answered him. “It was exciting, yes. For you to say that.” She paused. “But you wouldn’t do something like that, would you?”

She was so vulnerable, especially when she was aroused. Gianni felt his cock bulging against his briefs. But he would wait. He had something else in mind that he knew she would enjoy. And he would too.

“I might do something like that,” he said, and Leah glanced away. “But as long as you do what I ask, it will be okay. Look at me.”

She looked into his eyes, and he took her hands in his. “Spanking isn’t a bad thing. It’s not always for punishment, although it can be. It’s also for pleasure.” He watched her reaction. “Has a lover ever spanked you?”

She shook her head.

“They should have,” he said. “Not because you were bad. You are good, Leah. Very, very good.”

Leah bit her lip.

“It will hurt when I spank you,” he said. “But when I do it for your pleasure, it won’t hurt too much.”

Silence.

“Are you afraid of me, baby?”

Her eyes got big.

“Don’t be. I will always take care of you. What I do is for your pleasure as well as mine.”

Leah nodded.

Gianni stepped aside, so hot for her it was difficult to wait. But he brushed that aside, willing to endure the ache of his cock. For her.

“Take off your clothes,” he said. “Stand facing the window when you do.”

She hugged her arms to her body, but turned to face the window. The huge window looked out to the city. And as she undressed, Gianni knew she’d be thinking of those outside. Someone who might see her, maybe someone looking out a window from across the street.

Leah unbuttoned the front of the blue dress, but didn’t open it right away.

“Do as I tell you, baby. Or the spanking will be harder. I want this one to be for your pleasure.”

She opened the dress and let it fall to the floor.

“Take off everything,” he said.

She undid the clasp and let her bra slide down her arms. It drifted to the floor.

“Your panties, Leah,” he said. “Pull down your panties.”

He could see her tremble, and his cock lurched. Then she hooked her thumbs in the elastic and pulled her panties to her ankles, her ass in full view as she bent over. Her round ass turned him on. Imagining how sexy it would look, red and stinging from his hand, made his cock drip.

“Turn around,” he said, “so your back is to the window.”

Leah complied, and he took a minute to admire her figure. Her pink nipples were hard as pebbles, her breasts swollen with desire. He stepped close to cup them and feel their weight. Then he kissed her.

She parted her lips, and he dipped his tongue next to hers. “If anything is too much,” he said, “you tell me.”

Leah bit her lip.

“For tonight, if you say
stop
, I will stop immediately.” He kissed her cheek. “Okay?”

She nodded.

Gianni unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. The room felt warm. He left on his long pants over his briefs, not wanting to let her see his erection just yet. That would be later. He ran his palms down her arms, and couldn’t resist leaning down to suck her nipples.

Leah moaned, and he sucked a little harder, then pulled back. He reached for a chair that was off to the side, and pulled it in front of the window. Sitting down, he looked up at Leah. Without further explanation, he took both her wrists in one hand and pulled her over his lap.

The sight of her bare ass was nearly too much. What he wanted to do with her was way beyond just spanking. But he’d promised to spank her, and he would. Gianni cupped her ass and slid his palm over her skin. Then he massaged a little, increasing the circulation.

He had no doubt his action was making her wetter. Gianni slid his fingers along her slit to test. She was very wet. “You like this, baby?”

His legs were slightly apart, so her upper body rested across one leg as her butt rested across the other. He released her wrists and fondled her nipples. Leah’s long hair covered her face. He pulled it back and draped it over her neck, so he could see her face.

“I asked you a question.”

The stern voice elicited a response. “Yes. I do like it.”

“That’s better.” Gianni dipped two fingers into her pussy, and stroked gently. “You’re already getting a spanking. If you don’t answer my questions, it will be harder.”

She gripped the legs of the chair for additional support. “Okay.”

“Spread your legs a little,” he said, and Leah complied. Then he lifted his hand and brought it down sharply on her ass. The sound cracked through the room, and Leah flinched. Without waiting, Gianni slapped her butt again.

Each time he spanked in a different spot, and each time his hand turned her skin red. Leah panted softly, and Gianni stalled for a second before continuing, to avoid getting into a rhythm. But not long enough for her to relax.

Whap
. He spanked her again. His palm stung, and he was sure her ass did as well. Leah looked so damn sexy folded over his lap with her legs apart, with her ass red. Gianni liked it, and he spanked sharply, three times in succession. But not quite as hard as earlier.

Leah knew her ass was in full view of the window, just as he’d planned. He knew it heightened the excitement for her. It did for him, as well. Gianni gently placed his hand on her burning ass. “That’s all this time, baby,” he said. “You can stand up.”

What he saw when Leah stood up, and looked down at him, was not what he expected to see. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips plump with pleasure. Her nipples were taut, and excitement was evident in her eyes.

But one tear rolled down her cheek, and Gianni feared it had been too much for her. “Are you crying?”

Leah shook her head. “No. It’s just…”

He pulled her close and held her hands in his. “What, baby?”

Another tear. “I didn’t know I’d like it so much,” she said. “I didn’t know how badly I wanted it.”

It was not unusual for a woman to question the depth of her sexuality. Gianni knew that. She wasn’t the first woman he had done things with. But to see her cry, that was too much. “Do you think it’s bad…to want it?”

“I…I don’t know.” Her brown eyes looked huge. “Is it? Am I…is there something wrong with me?”

Gianni stood up and pulled her into his arms. “No, baby. There is nothing wrong with you. I spanked you because I knew you wanted it. And I knew it would bring you pleasure. There is nothing wrong with that. You’re supposed to enjoy it.”

He hugged her tighter, and she was quiet.

He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom, where he ran warm water in the tub. Caring for her was important. The sting of her skin would feel good, but this first time, he wanted to soothe her.

Gianni stripped off his pants, his erection springing free. Leah dropped to her knees and grasped the base of his stalk, then kissed it. She began licking it and sucking at the end, before he could stop her. Her lips felt good, too good to resist.

He reached over to stop the water from running, while he still had the sense to do so. Then he caressed Leah’s hair while she sucked at him voraciously. It was not about tender touching, or teasing. This was for real.

Leah wanted him, and she fisted his cock hard while she sucked, leaving Gianni no choice but to allow it. And that was what she wanted, wasn’t it? She wanted to make him feel, to be the source of his pleasure. He could grant her that.

She raked her teeth lightly over his shaft, and Gianni groaned. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, and she lowered over his cock, letting it slide deep into her throat. God, it felt good. He wondered if he should stop, because he was getting very close.

But Leah showed no signs of slowing, nor of any inhibition. She grabbed his ass in one hand, and dug her nails into his skin. With her other hand she massaged his balls, and then gripped the base of his erection. She rolled her tongue under the thick rim of his knob, over and over.

Gianni thought he would lose his mind. “I’m going to come, baby,” he growled. Leah took him in her mouth, and sucked hard. His body stiffened and his cock bulged. She didn’t stop. And he couldn’t stop. His cock spurted hard, and he cried out.

She sucked until every drop was released. Then she looked up into his eyes and swallowed the last of it. Her eyes were glazed, her skin flushed with pleasure. With what little strength he had, Gianni lifted her up and tasted his flavor on her lips.

Then he picked her up and lowered her into the warm water, before dipping down beside her. He held her between his legs, with her back to his chest, and she reached up to touch his cheek. Gianni had thought he was in control.

He had been
sure
he was in control. He had been. But it had slipped from his grasp as the woman he craved had taken him. She had devoured him. The feel of her lips on his cock was a memory he wouldn’t soon forget. Nor was the way she had sucked him dry. Or how she’d looked at him afterwards.

The world had shifted, and he hadn’t seen it coming. Wasn’t that always the way? Gianni couldn’t have put it into words, and he didn’t know what to say to Leah. So he just held her, and closed his eyes. He realized she had affected him in a new way, leaving him unsure about where he was headed. And Gianni didn’t like that feeling.

The warm water lapped against them when he shifted. But he had to look into her eyes, wanted desperately to see. See what? He wasn’t sure. Gianni bent her head back, and drank in the look of desire she gave him.

Then he kissed her tenderly. There seemed to be no limit to what he wanted to do with Leah, or the pleasure he could show her. The look in her eyes had confirmed that she wanted it too, and that knowledge had stirred his arousal once again.