Free The Innocent by Kailin Gow Page A

you more and more uncomfortable, Sebastian.  I appreciate the effort you brought today, but I don’t think it’ll be enough.”
    “I have so much more where that came from.  You said it yourself.  You look innocent and pure, and I was reluctant to push for sex that was demanding.  Now that I know…”
    “I honestly don’t think you're ready to go where Price can.”
    In a moment of frustration, Sebastian backed away and raked his fingers through his hair.  “Are you honestly going to tell me that you’ve enjoyed every moment you’ve had with Price?  Are you going to tell me he hasn’t degraded you?  Look at me and tell me you like everything he does to you… everything.”
    Serena gazed directly into his eyes and parted her lips to say yes, but the word stuck in her throat.  The spectacle Price had made of her the night before; in all honesty, she couldn’t say she was proud of it.  In the heat of the moment, she’d been aroused by the dozens of eyes that were mesmerized by her every movement.  It had been an invigorating fuck.  The moment it was over, however, she’d felt dirty and used.  It wasn’t a new sensation.  Price had on occasion made her feel cheap and worthless, his way of keeping her in line… but all those men.
    “What is it?” Sebastian said.
    “Nothing.  I have nothing more to say.  I have to go.”
    “No.”  He pulled her closer.  “I might not know you the way Price does, but I saw it just then.  You did regret something, didn’t you?  What did he do to you?  What did he make you do?”
    “Sebastian, please.”  She knew in her heart her refusal to tell him spoke volumes on how she felt about her actions. Price had held private shows before, performing sexual acts in front of a few close friends and colleagues. He got a high from it. On a few occasions, he’d even allowed some of them a tantalizing touch of her breast or the sublime pleasure of her hand on their painful hard on. But the prestigious men who’d been in attendance, who’d watched Price fuck her with the wanton abandon of an animal… What would they think of her when they met in different circumstances? At the ballet or symphony? Would they accept her as a budding music composer, or would they forever scorn her for being so sexually active?
    Budding music composer; she almost wanted to laugh at the thought.  Who in their right mind would take her music seriously?  As she thought of the career she held so dear, a tear streamed down her face.
    “What did he do, Serena?”  Sebastian’s voice was a tender hush as he ran his thumb across her cheek and swept up her tear.  “Did he force himself on you?”
    “No.  He would never do that.  I wanted it, Sebastian.  I just didn’t want the whole community to witness it.”
    His eyes narrowed with anger and frustration then turned away in disbelief.  “What did he do?”
    She refused to come straight out and tell him she’d fucked Price in front of a crowd of wealthy and horny men.  From the look in his eyes, she knew there was no point telling him anyway.  He knew.
    For a moment, she considered apologizing, or explaining; anything to wipe the look of pain and disbelief from his eyes.  She reached out for his hand, hoping to silently convey her mixed up emotions, but reached for the doorknob instead.  “I really have to…”
    Before she could open the door, it swung open with such force, she fell back.
    “Vince.”
    Looming above her, his massive body blocking out the sunlight, Price’s bodyguard stood with his arms crossed over his imposing chest.  “There you are.”  He walked into the room, grabbed her arm and yanked her up.  “Price wasn’t too happy when he arrived early and found you weren’t at the suite.”
    “I was just…”
    “Yeah.”  The big man glanced at Sebastian.  “I can just imagine what you were…”
    For a terrified moment, she feared he’d hurt Sebastian.
    “Who’s the dashing