by Golden Angel
Sauntering down the hallway, Sharon stopped to peer into the Classroom. Will and Gina had left the shades on the window open, inviting spectators. Sharon always liked watching, and she had gotten too antsy sitting around the bar waiting for Jake to show up so she'd announced to her friends who were there that she was going to do a walk around. See the sights. Enjoy the exhibitionists.
All the private rooms, upstairs and down in the Dungeon, had the option to close the shades... Or leave them open for an audience like Will had, so that anyone passing by could peek in and see them playing.
Eek! Will was a sadist and tonight he was using a whip on Gina's hot ass. Literally hot because by its bright pink color, he'd already spanked her to warm her up.
"Ow..." Sharon breathed the word out as she watched him laying down red welts over the pink skin.
It so wasn't something she ever wanted to be done to her, but she did have a fascination with watching it happen to someone else. Especially because Gina was so obviously enjoying it, her cries filtering through the window holding as much pleasure as they did pain.
Yeah, Sharon did not envy her.
At least, not until Will moved around to the front of the desk that Gina was bent over, leaning down to check in on her, and Sharon saw the expression of complete and total adoration on his face. Then Sharon's heart clenched in envy. Had anyone ever looked at her like that? Or with an expression even close to that?
Not that she could remember. She'd had a few boyfriends who told her they loved her, and they'd seemed sincere, but they hadn't looked at her like Will was looking at Gina... like she was his entire world.
Suddenly the scene in front of her was less sexy and more intimate, and Sharon felt more like an intruder than a voyeur.
Moving away, she decided she might as well go back downstairs. Maybe step outside for a moment just to cool herself off. Patrick, the owner of Stronghold, kept the heat on high during the winter since so many people were running around either totally or nearly naked. When she got down to the main floor, she glanced over at the table where Kate and Andrew were talking with Olivia, Luke, Justin, Chris and Jessica. Still no Jake.
Fanning herself, she turned the corner to the hallway leading outside rather than head over to them. With what she was wearing, she'd need less than a minute in the frigid outdoor air of the garden before she'd feel nice and toasty in the club again, rather than overheated.
Plus, it would give her a minute to control her envy, not just of Will and Gina, but of the rest of her friends. She didn't begrudge them a moment of happiness, she just wished she could find it too. At least banging Jake on the down-low was an extremely enjoyable distraction while it lasted.
Pushing out the backdoor, a shadowy figure off to the right on the edge of the patio caught her eye and she turned to see who else was out here in the freaking freezing cold.
The sight that met her eyes was one of the last things she'd ever expected to see.
Kincaid, in all his confident Domly glory, had another man pressed up against the wall of the club and was now lifting his head from what looked like an extremely hot lip-lock. That wasn't the surprising part - Kincaid wasn't exactly shy about the fact that he was bisexual - nope, the surprising part was who he had pressed up against the wall, chest to chest and groin to groin.
But... but... Zach's straight... and a Dom... What the ever-loving fuck...?
As both of their heads snapped to look to where she was standing, the door to the club still open as she gaped at them, Sharon let out a squeaking noise. Even though they were clinging to the shadows of the patio, both of them had the Dom stare - which really made the whole situation more confusing.
She bolted.
Or, well, tried to.
So much for elegance in heels.
She made it about two steps into the back hallway before she tripped and went sprawling. Behind her, she heard the door open and close and felt the cool draft of air all the way up her short skirt to her bare pussy.
"Pimp... Down..."
Kincaid's low chuckle made her wince.
“Never change, Sharon,” he said from behind her.
“Roger that,” she said with a low groan, feeling both a little bruised and totally embarrassed. She sighed, resting her forehead on the back of her right hand. At least she remained entertaining even when life literally knocked her down.
"And here I thought I was going to have to chase you down," Kincaid said, his voice an amused drawl touched with a hint of concern. Strong hands lifted her up from her waist like she weighed nothing. Too bad he was too scary of a Dom for her because that was damn sexy. "You okay, sweetheart?"
"Nothing hurt but my pride," she grumbled.
Not that it stopped him from giving her a look over. She really was okay though. With all the practice she had walking in these heels, she'd gotten a lot of practice falling in them too. Her hands were a little sore where she'd smacked her palms against the floor, but her knees weren't even scraped or bruised.
Slinging his arm around her shoulder, Kincaid started walking her towards the main club floor. Behind them, she heard the door open and close again, but Kincaid obviously didn't want her to look back, so she didn't.
She was still trying to work out in her head what she'd just witnessed. There had been no mistaking that he'd been kissing Zach of all people. The two of them had been in Olivia's new Dom class - the Domme still referred to the four men who graduated from that class as her Baby Doms - but she hadn't seen any sign of Zach being anything other than straight or dominant before. She had spent some time with both of them while she was dating Brian, one of the other four Doms who had come in at the same time.
"I'm going to have to ask you not to talk about what you just saw," Kincaid said, his voice light but firm. Sharon looked up at him. Even in her heels, it was a long way up. His blue eyes, which contrasted nicely with his brown hair that had just a bit of a curl to it, were serious.
"Yes, Sir," she said as they stepped into the main room. She got the impression Zach was still lingering in the back hall, staying out of sight.
Whatever was going on between the two men, they obviously didn't want anyone to know.
"I'm serious, Shar," Kincaid said, stopping walking and turning her to face him, both of his hands on her shoulders. "No one, not even Kate. Zach's... struggling with some things. I don't want him to be subject to any gossip."
"Pinky promise," she said, holding up her right hand with the pinky extended. "Not a word to anyone."
Kincaid's lips pressed together in amusement, but he lifted his pinky and curled it around hers. They hadn't exactly become friends while she was dating Brian, but he knew her well enough to know that she took her pinky promises deadly seriously. "You're trouble, you know that?"
"It wasn't intentional this time," she said honestly as their hands dropped away. "I swear."
"It never is with you." Leaning down, he gave her a kiss on the cheek before turning her towards the bar and swatting her ass hard enough to sting. "Go have fun, sweetheart."
"Ouch," she muttered under her breath, rubbing her ass. She glanced over her shoulder to see him heading down into the Dungeon. As far as she could tell, Zach was still lingering by the door to the outside. She felt a moment of sympathy for Zach - he must be confused as hell about what he really wanted. Kincaid wasn't exactly easy to say no to. She did not envy him the big Dom's attention, especially since Zach was supposed to be a Dom himself.
Turning back to the bar, she immediately located her friends again. Jake had arrived... and he was staring straight at her with a scowl. Looked like Grumpy Cap was back in action.
******
What the hell?
That was the first thought that ran through Jake's mind when he saw Sharon walking into the main room with Kincaid, snugly tucked into the man's side with his arm around her shoulder. She looked fucking incredible... and she was under another man's arm.
The question didn't go away as Kincaid turned her to face him, holdin
g onto both of her shoulders as he said something to her. Jake could feel his teeth grinding together, his jaw clenching while he watched them. It looked like an intimate little tableau and a sick feeling wormed through his stomach.
A second later they were doing what looked like a pinky-swear before Kincaid kissed her cheek... and smacked her ass.
Jake's hand tightened around the beer bottle he was holding as Sharon finally looked up and saw him.
Saw him, saw his expression, and rolled her eyes at him.
It sent his already bubbling temper higher.
He'd literally had just enough time to get here, order a beer, and casually ask where everyone was, when she'd come out of the hallway with Kincaid. Apparently not just walking around the club watching the scenes like Kate had told him.
Although he'd been a little disappointed she hadn't been at the table with the rest of their friends, he hadn't minded her looking around either. Hell, he'd be even happier to go and look for her, so they could watch people together, but he'd held himself back from doing that since it would have been incredibly suspicious to their friends. But if she'd been off playing with someone else...
It would just be play, right? She knew she didn't need another man for sex when they'd set up seeing each other tonight...
Not that he liked the idea of another man getting her all hot and bothered before she went home with Jake either. Which was stupid. This was just casual. Just fuck buddies. But that didn't help the ugly jealousy that had started burning in his chest. Which pissed him off nearly as much as her rolling her eyes at him; he shouldn't be jealous. What the hell did he care who she played with?
Except he did. And he didn't like it.
"Hey Little Italy," Kate said as Sharon joined them, sliding in between her and Lexie. "How are the scenes?"
"Will and Gina are doing a hot one in the Classroom," Sharon said, smiling at her friend and ignoring Jake's glare completely.
Which was what she should be doing in front of their friends, just like he should be ignoring her, but for some reason he had the insane urge to force her to look at him. Damn it, he was totally losing it.
Dragging his gaze away from her, he looked out to the dance floor, where there was plenty to look at.
"Justin, Chris, and Jessica headed down to the Dungeon," Lexie told her. His little sister was engulfed in one of Patrick's shirts, the way she always was when Jake was at the club. Thankfully.
"Have you seen Brian around?" Sharon asked, drawing Jake's attention back to her. Why the hell was she asking about her ex? His scowl deepened.
Kate was shaking her head. "Sorry hun, still haven't seen him tonight."
"Why do you need him? Didn't you just get what you need from his friend?" The words were out of Jake's mouth before he really had time to think about them. Not that he'd take them back. Like, seriously, come on. He knew they weren't telling their friends that they were fucking, but now Sharon was bordering on rude. Of course, not knowing that they were fuck buddies, all of their friends now thought he was being a dick.
Patrick elbowed him in the side and Kate was actually gaping at him.
"I'm pretty sure that's none of your business," Sharon snapped back at him, her dark eyes blazing as her chin lifted. Her breasts lifted too, heaving against the tightness of the corset, and the more Jake tried not to notice the more he couldn't help but notice.
Dammit. He'd come in horny, gotten pissed, and now he was both at the same time. It was not a comfortable combination.
"Just saying," he said with a nonchalant air that he didn't feel, lifting his beer to take a long swig. The crisp, hoppy flavor helped center him a little.
"Which friend?" Lexie asked curiously.
"I was just talking to Kincaid," Sharon said irritably. She glared at Jake. He smirked back at her. Funny, now that she was getting pissed at him, he found himself less angry. Of course, it helped that he was pretty sure she was being truthful about talking to Kincaid. The jealous monster that had taken up residence inside of his chest subsided a little.
Although he still didn't know why she wanted to talk to her ex.
"Oh," Kate said, her face lighting up. "Are you going to ask him-"
"No," Sharon said immediately, cutting Kate off and stirring Jake's curiosity. Although, he didn't know how to find out what Kate thought Sharon might ask Kincaid without giving away that he was way more interested in Sharon and what was going on in her life than he should be.
This not telling their friends thing was for the best, but it was more inconvenient than he’d thought it would be. Especially right now when they were all hanging out together and he really needed to talk to Sharon about what they were doing – what she was doing.
"Actually, I'm feeling kind of tired, I'm going to get out of here," Sharon said, smiling at Kate and completely ignoring Jake.
Shit. He had a feeling he'd royally fucked things up for tonight. That or she was still pretending like nothing was going on between them. It was kind of hard to tell, but his gut told him it was the former.
The feeling in his gut proved itself right when she did a round of goodbyes but didn't even glance at him. Usually they were at least civil to each other. Jake finished off his beer as she pranced way, head held high. How she managed to prance in those shoes, he didn't know, but now he was turned on and worried that his night was not going the way he'd planned.
Dammit, why did he have to be such an ass?
"Why are you such a dick?" his sister asked, echoing his thoughts. She glared at him, hands on her hips. Everyone else was giving him dirty looks too. Well, everyone except Patrick. At least he could count on his best friend having his back.
About to argue, he realized he'd just been given a golden opportunity and quickly reversed what he was about to say.
"You're right," he said simply, making Lexie's jaw drop as she jerked back in surprise. Apparently, she hadn't been expecting that. Even Kate blinked and lost the pissy look on her face. "I had some shit happen today and I just took it out on Sharon. I'm going to go apologize."
"Oh... well... Good." Lexie seemed at a bit of a loss for words as Jake turned away, which was just fine with him. In fact, it was kind of amusing, although he had no impulse to smile as he hurried after Sharon.
Fortunately, she had just reached her car when he came barreling out of the club. The long, puffy coat she had on completely covered up her sexy outfit except for the shoes peeking out of the bottom. Jake was starting to wonder if he had a foot fetish, because he immediately noticed her shoes again and his cock twitched, rather than shying from the cold. Jeans didn't provide much protection against the bitter winter air and his leather jacket ended at his hips.
“Sharon! Wait!” Jake shoved his hands into his jacket as he lengthened his stride.
She was already turning around, a dark scowl on her face. “What do you want?”
“I want to say I’m sorry for being a dick,” he said, coming to a halt in front of her, shoving his hands into his pockets to keep them warm since he hadn’t taken the time to put on his gloves. She blinked in surprise, her dark expression softening before her jaw clenched and she looked suspiciously up at him.
“Are you just saying that so you can get laid?”
Jake barked a laugh. It figured Sharon would be the type to go for the jugular in the crudest way possible when he was trying to offer an honest apology. Why it didn’t make her any less attractive to him was a mystery he still had yet to solve.
“No, I’m saying that because I really am sorry for being a dick.” He raised his eyebrow at her, daring her to question his sincerity again. “I got pissed thinking that you were playing with Kincaid to get yourself revved up to go home with me.”
Her lips pressed together like she was trying to keep herself from smiling. She didn’t look so annoyed anymore – if anything she looked a little smug.
“Well I’m not going home with you,” she said, almost primly. A sharp pang of disappointment hit him right in t
he chest, only to be relieved with her next words. “You’re coming home with me.”
“Oh yeah?” he asked as she turned around and yanked her car door open.
“Yeah,” she said, climbing into the driver’s seat. The saccharine smile she gave him was almost deadly. “That way I can have the pleasure of kicking your ass out when I’m done with you.”
The door slammed shut as her car came to life.
Grinning, Jake turned and made his way over to his own car. Well, at least he hadn’t fucked up entirely. Maybe he could make it up to her with multiple orgasms.
Chapter 5
Was fucking Jake tonight rewarding his bad behavior?
He had apologized. Plus, she kind of liked knowing that he’d been jealous about seeing her with Kincaid. She kind of liked it a lot. She was only bringing him home because he’d apologized though; if he hadn’t done that, there was no way she’d be putting out tonight.
When he came through her door a few steps behind her, she decided not to second guess herself. She felt even more confident in her decision when she saw his blue eyes were hot with desire as he watched her take off her coat, shrugging his own off at the same time. He looked like he wanted to lick her from head to toe – and she was so down with that.
Maybe she should think of this as rewarding good behavior. Some guys were too proud to ever apologize, no matter how much in the wrong they were.
Besides, she had taken the time to shave her legs today. It would be a shame to let that go to waste.
Dropping to her knees, Sharon enjoyed seeing his eyes go wide with shock. Her hands were already at work on his belt before he even opened his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" she sassed back, unzipping his jeans. While he wasn't all the way hard yet, he was getting there quickly. His dick swelled even more as she swiped her tongue over the semi-soft tip, making him groan.
The carpet of her apartment was plush, nice and cushy for her knees as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and started taking long, teasing licks up the shaft. Her tongue curled around the base of the head, rubbing the underside of the mushroom, before flicking around the tip to tease him even more. Jake's hands slid into her hair, pushing the strands back so his view of her orally teasing his cock was completely unobscured.
