Chains (The Club #8) (10 page)

“I want to taste you,” he utters before leaning his face against my wetness, his eyes never leaving mine.

Closing my eyes, my world spins uncontrollably as the feel of his tongue swirls around my pulsing clit.

“Open your eyes, I want you to watch me pleasure you,” he states in a demanding tone.

The feel of his warm breath, his tongue and the sucking sensation he’s producing brings me such satisfaction. My entire body is tingling with desire as he inserts two fingers into my channel, pumping them in and out with a steady rhythm.

“Yes, right there…ohh God please don’t stop,” I shout.

“Mmmm,” he purrs into me.

The vibration of his lips against me feels so good. The moment he curls his fingers hitting my G spot, he sucks harder on my nub. As he bites down onto my clit, I can’t hold back any longer. My release takes over, my hands reach down to his head and my fingers pull his dark locks. A moment of pure ecstasy takes over every one of my senses as my legs tremble and I allow my body to fall.

“Watching you come for me was the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen, it was breathtaking.”

Sunlight drifts in through the window as I watch Jesika sleep. Resting myself up onto my side, I trail delicate circles against her soft skin with the tip of my finger. Her body squirms beneath my touch and I can’t help but smile.

Smile…when was the last time I felt the need to let that happen?

I’m not certain what I’m feeling right now, but the way she pulls me to her is unbelievable. Our past is just that, the past. I don’t want to wallow in what should have or could have happened any longer. Right now, with her next to me, there’s nothing more I want than to have her right here in my bed.

Rolling over onto her back, long strands of hair fan onto the pillow. With sleepy eyes, she turns to look at me, her hazel eyes sparkling.

“Mmmm,” she purrs.

“Good morning, gorgeous,” I respond.

Pushing a few stray hairs off her brow, she leans into my touch. The warmth of her skin against my hand sends a sensation through my body. Her hand reaches for mine, wrapping it around her waist as she turns and pushes her back against my chest. Our bodies are completely bare, skin to skin resting next to one another. Feeling her like this makes my heart yearn…something I didn’t think was ever possible. Jesika has the ability to open my eyes to so many things I’ve never experienced and with her, I believe I’m finally ready to let someone hold a piece of me that I’ve left abandoned for far too long.

“What time is it?” she asks in a groggy tone.

I can’t help but laugh, even something as simple as the tenor of her voice makes me smile.

“It’s still quite early, but I have to leave soon for the office.”

With quick movements, she pushes my arm off of her body and bolts off the bed. It isn’t until she rushes past my chest of drawers, where she catches her reflection, that she notices she’s completely naked.

“Oh shit, umm, damn it. Shit sorry, I’m just…” she continues to mumble to herself as she looks up to me, a sudden blush forming along her cheeks. “Work, I have to get to work. Oh my God, what time is it, Connor?”

The panic coming from her words and the frazzled woman standing before me urges me to help her. Moving from the bed, I shift around the room picking up her loose articles of clothing. As I step in front of her, she covers herself with her arms. Her modesty is not lost on me, but the way she feels about herself is something perhaps I can help her with.

Tossing the pile of clothes onto the bed, I pull her body up against mine.

“Jesika, you are absolutely gorgeous and I refuse to stand here and watch as you try to hide your beauty from me. There’s nothing about you that should ever be hidden from my eyes, do you understand that?”

She nods and rests the side of her face against my chest. For a few moments, we stand together as the rhythm of her heart beats against my skin.

“Thank you, Connor,” she speaks in a low tone.

“And what would it be you’re thanking me for?” I reply, stroking her long hair against her back.

“Allowing me in…again. I know things won’t be easy, there’s so much we still have to learn about one another. But I promise you this, I’ll try…I’ll learn and I’ll never run away from you again. That is, if you’ll have me.”

“I don’t think you’ve ever truly run away from me, for one reason or another we’ve been pulled to each other. I, too, promise you this, I’ll try…I’ll show you and I’ll never let you go again.”

She moves her face from my chest and looks into my eyes, something is different. She’s still the same woman she always has been, but right now, looking at me the way she is, there’s a part of her she’s just opened up for me…a piece of her I’ll never take for granted. She’s taken a leap of faith offering herself to me, now it’s my turn to do the same.

“Jesika,” I say running my fingers down the smooth skin of her face. “Tonight, I’d like for you to accompany me to
The Club
as my guest.”

Her eyes go wide for a moment as she processes what I’ve just asked of her. My lifestyle isn’t intended for many, but if she and I are willing to explore one another on an intimate level, she has to understand and accept that side of me as well.

“Yes, of course. I’d love nothing more than to go with you tonight,” she responds with a smile.

Her response alone sends a wave of happiness through me. She’s right, it’s not going to be easy, but together we will learn to trust one another both emotionally and sexually.

As we approach the main entrance of
The Club
, my demeanor completely changes. Within these walls I’m always in control, there’s no expectation. However, when Jesika and I are alone, I have come to the understanding that she and I are equals. Releasing that level of control in my personal life is indeed painful to express, but I promised her that I would try and that’s exactly what I vow to do.

Moving through security, I glance behind me to ensure Jesika is following closely. Before arriving, I instructed her of the appropriate etiquette when we are in one another’s presence. While together on the main floor of
The Club
, she is permitted to speak and mingle by my side amongst the other members and guests. It is when we are alone, in a private room, that I expect her behavior to reflect that as my submissive. I’ve played the scene out in my head a million times today: the vision of her obeying my every command has my pulse racing and cock twitching within my trousers.

With a quick glance, I reach for her hand and lead her through the large space to the second floor. I’ve reserved one of the private rooms for our pleasure this evening, as well as ensured the appropriate items are available. Approaching the door, I review the clipboard making certain everything has been logged. As expected, the room is ours for the evening.

Opening the door, an aroma of vanilla wafts over my senses while the soft sounds of music play within the walls. Looking toward her, I watch while she takes in the room adorned with everything I requested to satisfy her sexual desires. Hazel eyes meet mine, her gaze brimming with a need only I can fulfill. Taking a step closer, her chest rises, her breath hitches as she awaits my command. Anticipation surges through me, I don’t want to wait another moment, I need to claim her as mine. Gesturing to her, she follows my guidance as I direct her to the corner of the room where a velvet cushioned mat rests on the floor.

The moment I’ve been awaiting is now upon us. I’ve never wanted a woman to submit to my dominance more so than I do right now. Stepping closer to Jesika, I extend my arm gently touching the soft skin of her neck with my fingers. Her pulse quickens as my fingers caress and delicate goose bumps appear. She’s willing and ready to savor in this experience with me. Every nerve ending in my body is heightened as a rush of power surges through me, knowing very well she’s about to be mine.

Removing my hand from her, I slowly remove my tie from the collar of my shirt before placing it upon a dresser. Our eyes meet and I take a step away, preparing to give my first command.

“Max, while we are in this room, you’re to obey my every direction. When given a command, you will respond with ‘yes, sir.’ Unless I ask, you will keep your head facing downward, our eyes never to meet,” I state pausing for a moment to test her reaction.

“Yes, Sir,” she responds tucking her chin to her chest and shifting her gaze toward the floor.

Pride surges through me, with her rapid response.

“I expect you to release complete control to me, however if anything becomes too overbearing or too painful for you to withstand you shall use the safe word ‘red.’ Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

The sound of confidence in her reply sends a thrill of gratification through me.

“Good girl. This experience is not intended to harm you in anyway. I wanted you to enjoy the things I do as pleasure, not pain. Now, I want you to remove your dress, leaving everything else on.”

As she removes the sheer material of her dress, my eyes scan over her voluptuous body. With every breath she takes, her breasts engorge with need, her body giving into the desire it craves. My mouth begins to water as I step in closer to her, smelling the sweetness of her arousal. There’s no doubt in my mind that she’s drenched, waiting for me to touch that delicious pussy.

“Kneel down, now,” I command.

Watching as her form lowers before me, I cradle her beautiful face in my hand while reaching for a blindfold on top of the dresser.

“I’m going to cover your eyes. The loss of your sight will heighten your other senses. Before I do so, I want to make sure you understand the use of our safe word…do you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she quickly answers.

“And what would that word be, Max?” I ask testing her.

“Red, Sir,” she comments in a confident tone.

A coy smirk forms across my lips as I lean forward and secure the blindfold in place. Grabbing for the two leather straps on the dresser, I step away for a moment as I turn and move toward the other side of the room. Attaching each of the straps onto the wall, I pull tightly down to make certain they will not loosen.

With short strides, I resume position in front of her. Discarding my clothing so that I am completely nude, the overwhelming need to touch her becomes almost unbearable. The rapid beat of my pulse sends a vibration through my body, my mouth watering as I crave to lick every inch of her body. Standing here, watching her innocence in position has my cock screaming for attention.

“You may stand,” I state in a firm tone.

Her body lifts from the floor, I take her arm within my grasp and lead her to the other side of the room. Reaching for a suede flogger, her body quivers where I delicately trail the softness over the lacy material of her strapless bra. Her breasts swell with desire; each breath pulling deeper from her lungs as I remove her bra allowing it to fall to the floor. The sight of her standing here, submitting herself to me is breathtaking. Carefully I lift one arm at a time, binding each wrist with a leather strap. In the dimly lit room, her glistening skin looks magnificent. My eyes scan her still form, while she’s waiting for me to touch her, please her and make her come.