by K. L. Ramsey
“You don’t sound very happy about being here, Zara. Would you like to leave?” That was a very good question. She looked around the room as if trying to decide her answer. A part of her was curious and she had to admit the chances of her returning were slim to none. What would it hurt to take a look around and maybe get a little bit of experience? No one knew who she was or that she was a virgin, at least she hoped they didn’t. Last time she looked, it wasn’t stamped on her forehead or anything.
“I think I’d like to stay,” she almost whispered. Zara didn’t turn to look at him, fixated on the woman in the corner of the room she saw earlier. The man who had been spanking her while she was strapped to a leather saddle released her bonds and was fucking her from behind, in front of the whole room. People had stopped what they were doing to watch the two of them together and Zara felt like an intruder. She wanted to look away but she couldn’t. They were seriously hot together and the way he commanded her body made Zara feel things she never had before.
“You like watching them?” Aiden whispered into her ear. She nodded and smiled back over her shoulder to where he stood. He was so close again she wondered if this guy had any personal space boundaries.
“I—I think I do,” she shyly admitted. If she was being completely truthful, she would have told him she wasn’t sure what she liked and didn’t like because she was never with a man before, not in that way. Sure, she had dated her fair share of guys over the years, but working as a nanny didn’t afford her the luxury of meeting too many people on the job. It wasn’t like she could have an office romance or go out for drinks with her co-workers after the day was over. She usually lived with the families she nannied for making it hard for her to have any sort of social life. Zara never really had friends over to the family’s house, not wanting to presume that was alright. Besides Ava, she really didn’t have many other friends but she wasn’t lonely. She loved her work and the families whom she grew to think of as hers especially since she didn’t have one of her own.
“Would you like to try the spanking bench?” Aiden asked.
“Um, shouldn’t we get to know each other first or something?” she questioned. Zara felt silly asking but this whole thing felt completely foreign to her. When she thought about having sex for the first time, she imagined the guy would at least buy her dinner first. Never in her wildest dreams did she think he’d be asking to spank her ass red while she straddled a leather saddle.
Aiden’s chuckle and his warm breath on her shoulder made her shiver. “It was just a question, Zara. Maybe I should have dared you,” he teased, causing her to giggle.
“Accepting dares apparently never ends well for me,” she murmured.
“Well, maybe tonight will be different,” he suggested. “I can help you with that,” he offered. Zara wasn’t sure how this was all supposed to work but she felt foolish asking.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for all of this—” she said, waving her hands wildly about. “It’s just so public,” she admitted. Zara felt like a complete fraud standing in the middle of a sexual playroom with no experience of her own.
“Would you like to get a private room?” he asked. She could tell he was trying for nonchalant, but the way he looked at her so intensely, she knew he was hoping she’d say yes. How could she not? He hadn’t even really touched her yet and she was sure her panties were wet. She wanted Aiden, that was not the question. Why she wanted a complete stranger might be something she should think about but not now. Right now, she wanted to go with Aiden and take him up on his offer. Zara was done being a coward and it was time she did something about it. She was going to do this for herself. She didn’t give a fuck about Ava’s dare and when she walked out of that club tonight, she wouldn’t’ have to look back or wonder about what if’s because that wasn’t what Aiden was offering her. She might be naïve, but she knew enough to know her handsome stranger was going to give her just what she wanted—a night of strings free hot sex and that was just fine with her.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I’d like that, Aiden.”
Aiden
Aiden wasn’t sure what had drawn him to the pretty little blonde woman with curves for miles and the sexiest smile he had seen in a long time. Maybe it was the way she seemed so nervous and out of place but he couldn’t stay away from her and why should he?
Since Allison left, he had been the picture perfect father. He had taken the girls to the beach for a few days and when they were sick and tired of the sun and sand, he flew them all to Disney and by the time they finally got back home, he felt like he needed a vacation from his vacation. Aiden had worked it out with Connie for her to babysit the girls a few afternoons a week after their preschool let out. He arranged for a car and driver to pick them up from school and deliver them to Connie’s to help cut down on her workload. Honestly, it was the very least he could do since she was helping him out so much. Aiden knew it had to be hard on her but she insisted she loved having the girls around. He knew it was good for Lucy and Laney too. Even though they didn’t really talk about Allison much, he could tell they both missed her and being with their grandmother seemed to help lift some of their sadness.
Aiden threw himself back into his work and every night after he’d put the girls to bed, he’d fall into his own bed, dog tired. He was ready for a change and a little fun. His divorce was finalized two weeks prior and Allison made no attempts to call or see him or the girls. He had his lawyer send her the divorce papers and the check and that was the only contact they had, which was fine by him. Corbin convinced him to stop working so damn hard and blow off some steam. He told Corbin he was fine but they both knew he was lying. Corbin convinced him to get a sitter and join his local BDSM club. Aiden had to admit he thought his friend was crazy for making the suggestion, but the few times he had been there made him feel alive. And now, the sexy little blonde had agreed to get a private room with him and he was hoping she’d want to play. He could think of nothing he wanted more than to play with sexy little Zara.
Aiden wasted no time showing Zara back to his private room. He kept one reserved knowing anything he did with a woman in the playroom would be in the public eye. When members paid to join the very exclusive club, they were all made to sign a waiver saying what happened in the club would remain private but he knew better. Aiden still had just over six months until the election and there was no way he’d trust everything he’d already built to a simple waiver. People made promises all the time, but enough incentive could persuade anyone to change their minds. He knew he couldn’t let anything get in the way of his run for the Senate, not even his driving desires for Dominance. Taking women back to his fully stocked private room seemed to be the only way to ensure privacy. Sure, that meant putting his trust into virtual strangers to keep his secret but what other choice did he have? Meeting women who were into the same kinks he liked wasn’t something one could do at a bar or even a dating sight. He couldn’t risk the exposure and everything he had worked so hard to build.
He shut the door, closing out the sounds of sultry music, moans and leather slapping bare skin that seemed to play through the club. He was used to the scene by now after a couple of weeks attendance but he could tell this world was new to her. Aiden worried Zara might not be ready for everything he wanted to do with her and he had to know she was completely with him; otherwise he wouldn’t move forward with her.
“Is this your first time?” he questioned. The look on Zara’s beautiful face was almost comical. She shyly nodded her head and he couldn’t help his smirk. Aiden wasn’t sure if introducing her to kink was a good idea, but the thought of being the first man to give her a taste of the lifestyle he was quickly coming to love, turned him completely on.
“How about you tell me what you’d like to try and I’ll do my best to give it to you?” he asked. It wasn’t usually how things worked, but he wanted Zara’s first experience with kink to be one that brought her pleasure. Him demanding what he wanted from her might turn her off to t
he whole world and wouldn’t that be a shame?
“I think I’d like to try spanking,” she said with a shrug. Aiden smiled; his hand literally felt like it tingled at the thought of smacking her sexy, curvy ass.
“I think I’d like to spank you, Zara,” he admitted. He wasn’t sure what it was about the woman standing in front of him but his whole body seemed to hum to life just being in the same small room with her. Zara looked shyly at the bed and he could see she was still unsure of everything. He closed the short space between them and wrapped her in his arms, pulling her body snugly against his own. Zara gasped and looked up at him, just the reaction he was hoping for.
“If you don’t want to do this, honey we don’t have to. We can do as much or as little as you’d like. You’re in charge here,” he admitted. And he meant it too. She was completely in control of everything they would or wouldn’t do tonight—he wouldn’t push her into anything she wasn’t ready for.
Zara giggled, “I thought you were in charge,” she teased. Aiden smiled and dipped to gently kiss her lips and those damn sparks felt as if they ran through his entire body. She shyly kissed him back and he wanted to take more from her but he needed to remember his promise. He was going to let her take lead and tell him what she wanted. Then, he’d find a way to hold his inner caveman at bay long enough to give her what she needed and hopefully she’d ask him for more.
“Wow,” she whispered, breaking their kiss. He liked the way he seemed to leave her a little breathless.
“Yeah—wow,” he agreed. “Tell me you feel it too,” he commanded.
Zara nodded her head, not taking her eyes from his. “Sparks,” she said. “I feel them,” she admitted.
“Thank fuck,” he breathed. “Tell me what else you want me to do to you, Zara,” he ordered. His body was ready for more and his dick was twitching to be set free but he needed to be patient. Every urge in his body was telling him to forget all the kink and foreplay, throw sexy little Zara onto his bed and thrust balls deep into her. He wanted to mark her, make her his and never let her out of that fucking room again—but that wasn’t what any of this was. He needed to remember she was a stranger in a BDSM club looking for one thing. Sure, it was the same thing he was searching for, but for some reason he seemed to want to take more from the beautiful stranger.
Aiden couldn’t seem to help himself; he ran his hands over her curves, kissing his way down her neck. He wanted more from her. Hell, he wanted everything from her. “Well,” she stuttered. He loved the way she shivered against his body, seeming to like the attention he was paying her sensitive neck. He ran his hand up under her tank top to find she wasn’t wearing a bra and nearly came in his fucking pants. Aiden tugged at her taut nipple, eliciting a gasp and soft moan from Zara.
“You like that?” he asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yes,” she hissed.
“What else do you want, Zara?” he once again demanded.
“I want it all, Aiden, please,” she begged. He didn’t stop this time, pulling her over to the bed with him. He sat on the edge and ran his hands up under her short skirt, cupping her bare ass. He let his fingers flex into her fleshy globes and pushed his face into her pussy. Even through her clothing, he could smell her arousal and he knew she was ready for him.
“Strip,” he commanded. Zara hesitated as if she wasn’t sure if she wanted to follow his orders or protest. He took his hands off her body as if letting her know she could refuse him but if she did, he wouldn’t touch her again. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Zara,” he admitted. “I won’t touch you again until you tell me it’s what you want.”
Zara reached for his hands and pulled them back to her body. “I want,” she admitted. She tugged her skirt down her body to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties either. He hissed out his breath, greedy to taste her. She was gorgeous; her pussy was completely bare, just the way he liked and he could tell she was soaked and ready for whatever he wanted from her. Zara then shyly pulled her tank up over her body, revealing her perfect breasts to him and this time, he didn’t stop himself. He pulled her against his body and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, loving the way she cried out his name. If he had his way, he’d have her panting and needy within minutes.
“You’re beautiful, Zara,” he whispered into her ear. She gifted him with her shy smile and rubbed her body against his.
“Will you take off your clothes too?” she asked. Aiden knew if he did, this whole scene would be over way too quickly. It was best if he kept his pants on while she was sprawled across his lap for her spanking. He wanted to at least give her part of her request so he yanked off his dress shirt, loving the way her blue eyes greedily roamed his torso. “You work out way more than I do,” she teased. Aiden chuckled against her skin as his lips made their way up to her mouth.
“Working out is a good stress reliever,” he admitted. Honestly, sex was an even better stress reliever for him but he didn’t get to play like this as often as he’d like. Aiden had only recently joined the club and the first couple times he went, he found himself watching and learning rather than participating. He was perfectly happy to sit back in the shadows and observe but tonight, when Zara walked in, he couldn’t help himself. He knew if he didn’t jump on her another Dom would and he didn’t want to miss his chance with the sexy blonde. Every man in the club seemed to take notice of her, watching to see if she was with anyone. He knew other men would have given just about anything to take Zara back to their room and he counted himself lucky she agreed to accompany him to his private quarters.
“I’m afraid I don’t get much time to work out. I lack the free time to just run to the gym,” Zara said. She tried to cover herself with her arms and Aiden growled his displeasure. He wouldn’t let her hide from him.
“It’s too late for that, Zara,” he insisted, tugging her arms down from her body. “I’ve already seen just about every square inch of your body, baby. You are so fucking sexy and I won’t have you hiding from me, understand?” he asked. Zara kept her arms at her side, as if accepting his dare and he chuckled. “You really seem to like a good dare, don’t you, honey?” he teased.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Good. Let’s see how you handle this next one. I dare you to lay across my lap so I can spank that curvy ass of yours,” he said. Zara’s eyes flared at the mention of him spanking her and he knew he was on the right track with what she wanted from tonight. Aiden sat on the edge of the bed and waited for her to make her decision. He didn’t know he was holding his breath until she took a step towards him and he let out his pent- up sigh.
“Like this?” she questioned, laying across his lap with her fleshy ass prominently displayed.
“Yes,” he hissed, “just like that, baby.” God, this woman might just be his undoing with the way she seemed to obey his every command. She was a perfect submissive and dare he think it—just the type of woman Aiden had been looking for his whole life. He needed to keep his eye on the prize and stop jumping ahead of himself though. Zara was just looking for a hook-up, not a marriage proposal and it would do him well to remember that.
Zara squirmed around his lap and his cock protested that he still had his pants on. When she finally settled, he ran the palm of his hand over her ass, loving the breathy little moans and sighs that escaped her lips. “Ready, baby?” he questioned. Aiden needed to be sure Zara was one hundred percent on board.
“I’m ready,” she agreed and settled across his lap. He almost wanted to chuckle when she dramatically exhaled but he didn’t dare. He knew that this being Zara’s first time experiencing any part of the kinky lifestyle might be a little unnerving for her.
“I’ll go slowly and you tell me if you don’t like something and we can stop,” he offered. “You are in complete control here, Zara,” he admitted. She turned her head and smiled up at him. “I’d like for you to keep count,” he said. She looked back down to the floor and nodded her agreement. Honestly, he
was beginning to feel a little nervous from her jitters and it had been some time since any woman made him feel that way.
He landed the first blow on her left globe and then rubbed his palm over where he left his mark. “One,” she choked out. Aiden worried this was all going to be too much for her but he also gave her an out. All Zara had to do was tell him to stop and he would. He landed the second blow on her right cheek, liking to mix things up and not concentrate too much on one area. Although the thought of Zara remembering him every time she sat down tomorrow did strange things to him.
“Two,” she said and rubbed her wet folds on his lap. He could feel her heat through his pants and he liked the way she responded to her spankings.
“Hold still, baby,” he commanded and brought down his palm again, meeting her fleshy ass.
“Three,” she moaned. Aiden couldn’t help himself, he needed to know she was enjoying her spanking half as much as he was. He dipped two fingers down into her folds and found her so wet and ready for him that all he could think about was how good she was going to feel when he finally got to the portion of the night where he could take her body. He wanted to be inside of her, claiming her and making Zara cry out his name over and over—but that would come soon enough. First, he needed to finish her spanking and then he’d sink balls deep into her luscious body and take what he wanted from her.
Zara
Aiden was giving her so much pleasure she wasn’t sure if she would be able to take much more. She had just counted out the eighth time his hand landed on her ass and all she could think about was Aiden and what he was going to do to her. Every time his palm made contact with her skin she could feel every promise he was silently making her. Honestly, she knew she should be nervous about what was about to happen between the two of them but she wasn’t. Aiden was in control of her body, mind and soul and that seemed to be just what she needed. Zara was able to finally get out of her own head, not think so much about the next step and just feel.
