by Ivy Nelson
Holly nodded and swallowed. “OK. I’ll let you.”
Elijah hummed. “Later,” he said with a wink. “I’ll decide when it happens.”
“Yes, Sir,” Holly said.
“Do you like calling me that?”
Holly grinned and nodded. “I like what it does to your eyes.”
Elijah quirked an eyebrow up at her. “My eyes?”
Holly giggled. “Yes. They get darker and heat up a little when I call you sir. I can tell it turns you on, and I like turning you on.”
Elijah stood and pulled her to her feet. “Everything about you turns me on.” His mouth closed over hers and Holly felt the rest of her nerves and tension flow out of her and into their kiss. When they broke apart, Elijah looked at her with a stern frown. “I’m afraid we do have one more thing to discuss. You nearly gave your brother a heart attack with your application. You told me you were going to talk to him.”
Holly winced. “I kind of forgot about him. I was so excited that it just slipped my mind.”
His scowl deepened and he held up a single finger. “Lesson number one. If you tell me you’re going to do something and you don’t, that warrants punishment.”
Holly dropped her head. “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”
“To start, the girl working in reception tonight is one of Patrick’s play partners. You’re going to take her place while they have some play time. We’ll talk about the rest of your punishment later, but I promise there will be no pain involved since we haven’t talked limits yet. The limits list Russell mentioned is a real thing and we will definitely discuss it.”
Holly nodded.
“For now, Lance is waiting to train you on how to work the reception desk. I also expect you to apologize to Patrick when you see him.”
“Yes, Sir,” Holly murmured.
“Good girl. Now get out of here and I’ll see you in a couple hours.”
As she turned to leave, Elijah stopped her. “Actually, one more thing. Give me your panties.”
“Do what?” she squeaked.
Elijah’s gaze pierced into her. “I don’t like repeating myself. You heard me, baby. Panties. Now.”
With shaking hands, she lifted her skirt enough to hook her fingers into the waistband of her red thong panties. She’d worn them with Elijah in mind.
“Good girl,” he said with a smirk when she handed him the tiny scrap of red lace. He held them up to look at before tucking them in his back pocket. “You’ll get them back later if you behave.”
Holly grinned and stood up on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “I’m sorry for not communicating better, and I’m glad you’re not angry with me.” Without waiting for his response, she turned and walked back into the bar.
For the next two hours, she worked at the reception desk. It was an easy job and Lance only hovered for a few minutes. The security check-in system was apparently his baby though, and he told her in no uncertain terms that if she fucked it up, he would convince Elijah to let him use a paddle on her.
Holly reassured him that she could handle it but told him to come check on her in an hour just to make sure.
When Patrick’s play partner came back to the desk, she was glowing. Had the girl not been playing with her brother, Holly might have asked her what about playing made her glow that way. Instead, she just gave her a smile when she thanked Holly for covering for her.
As Holly stood to go in search of Elijah, he emerged from his office. The sight of him made her mouth water and she felt rooted where she was as he prowled toward her.
“You look good enough to eat,” he murmured, as he pulled her around the desk and into his arms.
“All done?” he asked.
Holly nodded and laid her head against his chest for a moment before he stepped back and picked up her hand. He led them through the bar area not bothering to stop for a drink this time.
“Did you apologize to Patrick yet?” he asked as he led them into the dungeon.
Holly shook her head and his stern scowl was instant. “I haven’t seen him yet, Sir,” she quickly explained.
“We’ll find him when we’re done then,” he said as he led them to an empty alcove.
Pulling her inside, he closed the curtains behind them. Holly looked around and could tell he’d already been here to set things up.
“Red is the universal safeword, but if you tell me to stop at any time, I will. We’re not going to do anything too intense tonight though.
His arms enveloped her from behind and he pressed his lips to her ear.
“I want you to strip for me.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Elijah waited for Holly to obey. Slowly, she turned in his arms and stared up at him. He gave her an encouraging nod and she stepped out of his embrace. His heart felt like it was pounding in time with the heavy beat of the music thumping just on the other side of the curtain. It had been a long time since he’d been nervous about playing with a woman. He had a plan in place, and he intended to give her a little taste of a variety of kinks tonight. He wanted—needed—it to go well.
Holly reached behind her and untied the bow on her dress. It was one of those sexy wrap dresses, and she slowly opened it to reveal a lacy red bra that matched the panties he still carried in his pocket. Stepping around her, he helped her slide the dress down her shoulders, craving connection with her. When she was in just her bra, he pressed kisses along her back from shoulder blade to shoulder blade before unhooking the bra for her.
The sight of Holly naked was quickly becoming his favorite thing, and he let himself drink in her curves and silky skin. Turning her to face him, he raked a heated gaze down her entire length.
After a moment, he motioned for her to lay on the table he’d set up. It was a massage table covered in a black sheet.
“We’ll start with something you expressed some interest in last time we were here,” he said as she settled onto the table.
When she was comfortable, he leaned down and kissed her soft lips hard. They were swollen by the time he pulled away. Her nipples puckered, and he couldn’t resist lowering his head and pulling one into his mouth. His hand trailed from her other breast to her pussy, and to his delight, he found that she was already wet. When he pulled away, he allowed himself to be mesmerized by the rise and fall of her chest as she sucked in deep breaths.
Turning, he picked up a ladle that sat in the wax warmer he’d set up earlier. There were a variety of pastel waxes warming as lighter colors tended to have lower melting points.
“Ready?” he asked with a grin, as he stood over her with the ladle filled with white wax. When she nodded, he tilted the vessel until the wax began to stream out. He let some pool on her belly before shifting up slightly until it began to pool just under her breasts.
A low moan left her, and her eyes drifted shut. Signs that she was enjoying the sensation. Dipping the ladle back into the white wax, he picked up the next one, a light green color, and added more splashes of wax.
When her stomach was coated, he stopped and let her enjoy the warmth for a few minutes.
“Let’s turn up the intensity a bit, shall we?” he asked when she opened her eyes.
“What do you mean?”
He winked. “You’ll see.”
Turning, he picked up a small vibrator from the table and held it up for her to see. “I’m going to strap this to your cunt while we play.”
Holly gulped and gave a little nod. As he put the vibrator in place with special straps, he said, “There’s a catch though.”
Holly giggled as his finger accidentally grazed her clit. “Of course, there is,” she said with a grin.
He gave her pussy a gentle smack with his palm. “You’re not allowed to come until I’ve taken all the wax off.” He paused for dramatic effect. “And I still have more to put on.”
Holly’s eyes grew wide. “How do I stop it?”
He eyed her with a grin and said, “That’s the fun part to figure out. For starters, you communica
te with me and tell me when you feel close to an orgasm.”
Holly nodded. “Yes, Sir. I can do that.”
When he finished putting the toy where he wanted it, he flipped it on high, enjoying her sharp gasp of surprise as she bucked against the strong vibrations.
When he felt like she was primed, he turned the vibrator down to low and reached for another ladle of wax.
He took his time coating her breasts. White wax first, followed by other colors. The sight of the droplets hardening as they hit her cool skin was mesmerizing.
“Elijah, please,” Holly whimpered minutes later.
“Are you getting close?”
With her nod, he switched the toy off and counted to ten in his mind. At ten, he turned it back on, and she let out a garbled moan. When her stomach and breasts were covered in hardened wax, he picked up the final ladle, the red wax. Watching the red liquid coat the now dried pastels made Elijah smile. It looked gorgeous on her, and his intent was to make the entire topcoat red.
While he emptied the ladle onto one breast, he nonchalantly reached between her thighs and turned the vibrator up to high. Holly nearly rolled off the table as she writhed against the intense pulsing sensation on her clit.
“Please, let me come? I don’t know how to stop it,” she cried.
With a chuckle, he turned it off again, and she sagged in relief, but her bottom lip poked out in a pout.
“In a hurry to come, are you?”
Holly nodded and he shook his head. “You’ll have to wait. Just like I had to wait two extra hours to play with you tonight when I had no intention of that.”
He smirked as he watched understanding dawn in her eyes.
Instead of turning the vibrator back on, he reached for another ladle of red wax to pour on.
“I heard that red burns hottest,” she said. “I’m surprised it doesn’t hurt.”
Elijah smiled. Of course, she’d done the research. “It does burn hottest. That’s why I put the layer of white and other lighter colors down first.”
“I wish I could see it better.” Holly ducked her chin against her chest in an attempt to see her wax coated stomach.
Elijah chuckled. “I can use my phone to take a picture, baby.” He pulled it from his pocket and opened up the camera when she nodded her consent. As he was lining up the shot with one hand, he flipped the vibrator on high just before he snapped the photo, catching her face. It was delightful, and he showed it to her with a grin.
“Oh my God. Delete that,” she squealed.
Elijah didn’t make her ask twice, just lowered the vibrator speed and held the screen so she could see him hit delete. He then snapped an up-close picture of the wax to show her.
“You can keep that one,” she said with a smile. “Will you send it to me?”
“Of course, baby. But we’re not done here, so I’ll do it when we’re through.”
Tucking the phone back into his pocket, he returned to his focus.
“I believe I was in the process of driving you mad,” he said darkly as he flipped the vibrator back on and reached for another ladle of the red wax. Soon she was squirming, trying to escape the intensity of the vibrator.
“Please,” she whimpered. “Don’t make me wait until you take the wax off. I think I’ll die if you make me wait any longer.”
“I hardly think you’ll die, baby. But I might be talked into letting you come early. First though you have a choice to make.” He turned the vibrator on low to make sure he had her attention.
“Knife, or flogger?” he asked, keeping his face as straight as he could manage.
“What?” she asked, her eyes bugged wide.
“To get the wax off. Knife, or flogger?”
“Are those my only options?”
Elijah scratched his chin thoughtfully. “I mean, I suppose I could stand here and pick it all off with my fingers. That would take hours though and then you would never get to come.” He turned the vibe up as he spoke.
“Whichever one is fastest then,” she said breathlessly.
Elijah grinned and reached behind him for the plastic knife he’d stashed earlier. “Excellent choice.”
Holly’s mouth dropped open. “You’re a tricky bastard.”
He cleared his throat and gave her a mock glare. “I believe I told you I spank submissives who call me a bastard,” he said as he started working the wax off of her stomach.
“I can’t help it if it’s true,” she teased.
He shook his head. “Your poor bottom is going to be so sore by the time we get through if you keep it up.”
She sobered quickly and changed the subject. “Can you really get this off with a flogger?”
He nodded. “It makes a huge mess, but it can be fun and feels a bit like a massage if I use a heavy flogger.”
She seemed to contemplate that for a moment, but he could tell the idea of being struck with something still wasn’t resonating for her. Impact play wasn’t for everyone though.
When her breasts were free of wax, he cranked the vibrator to high and worked her into a frenzy again. She moaned and pleaded with him for an orgasm.
He knew he couldn’t deny her much longer, so he leaned down and kissed her. As he broke away, he said, “Come for me. Now.” He sucked her left nipple into his mouth and suckled hard as she screamed out her pleasure.
When the orgasm subsided, he knew he was ready to be inside of her, so he hurried through the rest of the wax.
When she was bare for him again, he admired the slight red hue of her torso. “So gorgeous,” he murmured as he caressed her softened skin. “I want to fuck you now. Can I do it here or do you want to go upstairs?”
“Upstairs?”
Elijah grinned. "I reserved the red suite for us tonight.”
Holly’s smile was electric. “Upstairs please. I don’t think I’m ready to have sex down here.”
He would love to fuck her down here, because he was a bit of an exhibitionist, but they would work up to that.
Helping her stand, he brushed a few stray bits of wax off her before handing her the wrap dress. He carefully folded the sheet they’d played on and placed it in a plastic bag that he would drop in a cart for the cleaning crew to deal with later.
When the wax warmers were unplugged, he hefted his toy bag onto his shoulder and held her hand to walk across the dungeon and up the stairs.
The red suite was the first one on the right. When he pushed open the door, Holly’s mouth fell open.
“It’s gorgeous,” she murmured.
Elijah was proud of the room. Each board member had a hand in decorating the suite associated with the color of diamond they had been gifted by David Eastman, the founder of Solitaire.
“Into the bathroom with you. Just in case there are more bits of wax hiding. Take as long as you want in the shower, and I’ll be here when you get done.”
“You’re not going to join me?” she asked.
Elijah grinned. “I would love to, but I want to take you in bed tonight. If I shower with you, we won’t get that far.”
Her face turned red and Elijah shooed her to the bathroom. While he waited for her to return, he stripped out of his t-shirt and pulled down the blankets on the bed. When she emerged in a fluffy red towel he smiled. She was stunning.
“Come here,” he said in a husky voice. She hurried into his embrace and he held her tightly.
“How are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m wonderful, Elijah. I wasn’t sure about playing downstairs, but you made me forget that people were around, and it was so hot.”
Elijah beamed down at her. “So, you’re saying you would do it again?”
Holly nodded. “And again, and again, and again.”
Elijah lifted her in his arms and swung her around the room just to hear her squeal, before he set her on the bed and pulled the towel free.
He shucked his clothes and prowled onto the bed to make love to her.
• • •
H
olly lay on her side watching Elijah intently as he read an email. It was a mundane thing, except Elijah was naked and had just fucked her silly in the red suite at Solitaire. They had been snuggling in post coital bliss chatting when he got an urgent work phone call. She got to hear him get all growly with someone because they were interrupting his time with her.
“OK,” he said as he put the phone down. “That’s taken care of. Sorry about that. For some reason my assistant wasn’t available to take care of it for me,” he said with a wicked grin. “Where were we?”
“We were talking about tonight.”
“Right, and how incredibly naughty you were,” Elijah said sternly.
“I was just trying to surprise you,” she mumbled.
Elijah tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “I know, baby, and I’m delighted, I promise. Now, you were about to ask me something when my phone rang. What was it?”
“If I were going to be a house submissive what would it be like?”
“As mine or as Russell’s? The two experiences would be vastly different.”
Holly grimaced as she recalled her brief encounter with Russell. “Yours of course. Russell seemed mean.”
Elijah’s laugh was a low rumble as he stroked her hair. “To someone like you, yes. But to a masochist who gets off on really intense play, he would be a perfect match. That’s the thing about the training program. We try to pair subs with people who are going to give them the experience they’re looking for. That’s why the interview process is usually very rigorous.”
“I wondered how you made the pairings. Did you pick Russell to pretend to be mine because he’s so scary?”
“That and he was available. Lance would have done it too.”
“He seems like such a teddy bear. Well unless he’s talking about his security system. Then he’s kind of scary.”
Elijah chuckled. “He’s no teddy bear. Just ask Cassie.”
“That’s the one you were scolding my first night here?”
He nodded. “I won’t give personal details of her journey because that’s not my place, but the basics that everyone knows is that she has an intense punishment fetish. To those who don’t know that, we sound like we’re really mean to her when we’re scolding her. But it’s turning her on and giving her the experience she’s after. Behavior modification via punishment is a real fetish and she has it. That’s a kind of play Lance also enjoys. He and Cassie aren’t romantically involved though. Not sure why.”
