Charlotte's Master

by Marla Monroe

  “Good idea. I haven’t seen anyone around here to be careful around. Mostly weekend warriors out to party,” Baxter said.

  “As long as there is room on the dance floor, I’ll be happy,” Nina said.

  “We haven’t gone out dancing in months,” Charlotte agreed.

  “You two used to go out dancing?” Jack asked.

  “Yeah, long time ago, it seems like. About once a month we would go and just dance and drink for a few hours. It was fun,” Charlotte said.

  “How come I didn’t know this about you?” Jack asked Nina.

  “You never asked. Besides, it was before you even moved in next door to me.”

  “Hey, here’s the pizza.” Baxter helped the waitress set up the two pizzas on the table.

  For the next thirty minutes, they ate and drank without much conversation. Riding sure built up an appetite, Charlotte thought. They managed to eat both pizzas and went through two pitchers of beer.

  After paying the tab and squeezing their way back out the door, the four of them climbed back on the bikes and headed toward the first bar. Charlotte was excited and nervous all at the same time. From the short talks she and Nina had exchanged, she knew the bars could be a little rough with bikers.

  They made a mental note of the number of bikes and rode over to the second bar. It was far less crowded. They parked and went in. Charlotte held fast to Baxter as they threaded their way through the crowd to locate an empty table. They finally found one off to one side. It had a circle booth. The four of them scooted in with the two men on the outside.

  After a few minutes, a waitress showed up to take their orders and then left them in the relative privacy of the booth. There were so many people and so much noise that anything they said couldn’t be heard a yard away.

  “This is definitely not Cullen’s Bar.” Nina pointed out with a laugh.

  “You can say that again,” Charlotte agreed. “Besides being too crowded, they play rock here.”

  “What do they play at Cullen’s Bar?” Baxter asked.

  “Country music,” both Nina and Charlotte said at the same time.

  “Ugh,” Jack complained. “Remind me not to go to Cullen’s for a beer.”

  “Hey, it’s a fun place. Nothing wrong with a little country music once in a while,” Nina pointed out.

  “I’ll stick to rock.” Baxter squeezed the back of Charlotte’s neck and then leaned in and nibbled her earlobe.

  Charlotte squinched up her neck and giggled. When he kissed her neck down to her shoulder, she moaned. “Enough of that. We’re in public.”

  “So? If I want to kiss you in public, I will.” Baxter told her. “Look at Nina and Jack.”

  She turned her head and nearly covered her eyes. Jack had Nina almost in his lap, kissing her as if they hadn’t seen each other in weeks. She glanced around and realized no one was paying them any attention.

  “See?” Baxter pulled her over to his mouth and kissed her. “No one gives a fuck what we’re doing.”

  The waitress returned with their beers, and Baxter paid for them. He took a sip of his before offering another one to Charlotte.

  “Nice and cold. Good beer.”

  Charlotte drank hers and had to agree. It was better than the pizza place and probably better than Cullen’s bar, as well. She grinned and decided to loosen up some. So far, she hadn’t had one boring minute with Baxter. She couldn’t say that about any of her many dates in the past year. And, she hadn’t even thought about Neal, which was a good thing. Thinking about him made her nervous.

  “Okay, what just went through that naughty brain of yours? You were frowning.” Baxter pulled her closer to him.

  “I just thought that I hadn’t worried about Neal all day today. Till now.”

  “So, make it all night and don’t think about him again. He isn’t going to bother you here or at home. I’ll make sure of it.”

  “Let’s dance.” She pushed against him. He laughed and scooted out of the booth.

  “We’ll be back in a minute, guys,” Baxter told Jack and Nina.

  “Take your time. We’ll dance when you finish,” Jack told him as he pulled Nina back to his mouth.

  Baxter led Charlotte to the dance floor that had gone from pleasantly crowded to stir them with a stick. For the next five minutes, they basically fucked on the dance floor with their clothes on. Moving their pelvises was about all there was room for. If you managed to get your arms up in the air, they didn’t come back down easily.

  “Well, that was interesting.” Charlotte laughed.

  “More like a nightmare, if you ask me,” Baxter said as they slid back into the booth.

  “Don’t bother with trying to dance on the dance floor,” Charlotte told them.

  “Too crowded?” Nina asked with a frown.

  “You got it.”

  “I need the ladies’ room anyway. Let’s go,” Nina said.

  Jack scooted out and Nina followed by Charlotte slid out after him.

  “Be careful, you two,” Baxter said.

  “We will. We’re together.”

  “I have a bone to pick with you anyway, Nina.” Charlotte shoved through the crowded room, pulling Nina along behind her.

  They reached the bathroom only to find there was a line. Nina turned to Charlotte with a knowing grin. “What kind of bone?”

  “You didn’t tell me that you—that Baxter had watched you and Jack before.”

  “Watched us what?” Nina asked, an innocent expression on her face.

  Charlotte narrowed her eyes and blew the hair from her face.

  “Watched the two of you in bed.”

  “What has gotten into you? You used to say fuck at the drop of a hat?”

  “Not when I’m talking about my best friend being seen by someone else doing it.” Charlotte shoved the offending lock of hair behind her ear.

  “Not to mention that I saw the two of you on top of each other without clothes on, right?” Nina asked.

  “Well, yeah. It surprised me and embarrassed me,” she admitted.

  “I’m sorry, Charlotte. I really didn’t think about it embarrassing you.”

  “I’ve never been watched by someone before, and Baxter is—I don’t know, different.”

  “He’s into the D/s lifestyle, Charlotte. I thought you knew that.” Nina truly appeared worried now.

  Charlotte sighed. She had just about figured it out by now anyhow. There were too many indications with the last one being his insistence that she not climax until he gave her permission. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it. Her ex-husband had tried to force her into being his slave. He told her if she loved him she’d do as he said. He’d humiliated her in ways she would never get over. She didn’t think she could live that way again. It didn’t sound like Baxter was going to be the man for her either.

  The line moved inside the bathroom now. Nina seemed to search Charlotte’s face for how she was feeling. She didn’t want to hurt her friend’s feelings, so she kept it all to herself. She could handle the trip. He wasn’t asking for anything she wasn’t able to deal with so far. As long as he didn’t, she could handle it.

  “I’m not sure what all he likes, but he’s a Dominant and that’s how he lives,” Nina was saying.

  “I’m not sure that’s what I want, but for now, he’s fun to be around.” Charlotte hoped this would appease Nina for now.

  She didn’t want to upset her friend. She’d already been through so much after having nearly ended up a biker bitch for the rest of her life. She’d been kidnapped by a gang leader to get Jack back into his gang. Jack and Baxter brought the gang down, and now they all were spending the rest of their lives in prison.

  Charlotte liked Baxter, and dear, God, the man knew how to fuck, but she wasn’t sure she could handle the rest. No man would walk her on a leash like a dog ever again. She had more self-respect than that.

  They finished washing their hands and squeezed back out into the bar. There were so many people that t
hey lost each other. Charlotte called out for Nina and looked around, but she couldn’t find her friend. She was taller than Nina, but the other woman was nowhere to be found. The throng of people were all pushing to get somewhere, but Charlotte couldn’t get ahead. The harder she tried to get to where their table was, the farther away she seemed to end up.

  “Whoa there, lady. You look like you could use a drink. How about a beer with me?” The giant of a man seemed nice enough, but she was with Baxter.

  “Thanks, but I came with someone. I’m just trying to get back to the table.”

  “Which direction?” he asked.

  Charlotte pointed toward where they were sitting.

  “Hold on to my hand and don’t let go. I’ll get you back there.” He held tight to her hand and all but dragged her behind him.

  Several seconds passed, and she found herself standing beside one of the three booths.

  “Here you go. Which one belongs to you?” the man asked with a smirk.

  Charlotte didn’t have to say a word. Baxter grabbed her hand from the man and hauled her up against him.

  “Thanks for seeing her over here.”

  “No problem. She was caught in the bathroom, dance floor crowd. Can’t get out of that without a crowbar.” The stranger shook hands with Baxter and Jack.

  “Pleased to meet you. Name’s Randy. You riding in the rally?” he asked.

  “Yep. On our way back tomorrow though. Not going the rest of the way,” Baxter told him.

  “Too bad. Maybe I’ll see you in the next one. I ride every chance I get. Well, I see a cute little thing over by the bar. I’m going to see if I can convince her to dance with me. Nice to meet you.” Randy waded through the crowd toward the bar.

  “What happened to you?” Baxter asked.

  “I don’t know. One minute I was behind Nina, the next we got separated. I couldn’t get through the crowd,” Charlotte said. “I was beginning to panic when Randy stepped up.”

  “I’m glad it was someone like Randy and not someone less trustworthy.” Baxter shook his head.

  “I want to finish my beer, and then I’m ready to go if you are. It’s hot and stuffy in here,” Charlotte said.

  “I’m with her,” Nina added. “You can’t even dance it’s so crowded. It’s almost like as soon as we got here everyone followed us here.”

  Jack laughed and hugged her close. “Drink up and we’ll go.”

  Ten minutes later, they were all four on their bikes and headed back to the hotel. When they arrived, there were several police cars parked in the parking lot. Charlotte hoped there wasn’t going to be trouble. She was ready to go to bed and get some rest. Her butt was beginning to hurt.

  They drove into their slots and climbed off the bikes. They pulled off their helmets, and the men peeled off their gloves, as well. Baxter took her helmet and carried it with his in one hand and wrapped his other hand around her waist. They made it to their rooms without any trouble. Charlotte let out a breath in relief. She had just toed off her boots when there was a knock at Jack and Nina’s door. Baxter held his finger to his lips and raised his hand for her to stay put. She folded her legs up into the chair with her as Baxter walked next door, leaving the doors open between the two rooms.

  Jack opened the outside door after checking to see who it was. Two police officers walked inside and explained they were investigating a disturbance and wanted to ask some questions.

  “Sure. We just rode up from being out though. I don’t know if we can help or not.” Jack kept a hand on Nina’s shoulder.

  Baxter leaned against the door facing of the connecting door. One of the policemen walked over to him, looking hard at his face.

  “Sir, would you mind answering some questions?”

  “Be glad to, Officer.”

  “Can we go next door to your room?” the officer obviously wanted to ask them separately from each other.

  Baxter nodded and walked back into the room standing in front of Charlotte. She guessed he was trying to keep her out of it if possible.

  “Where were you around nine tonight?”

  “We went to eat pizza about seven thirty and left there around nine to head to the bar. So, I’m not sure if we were eating pizza then or at the bar.”

  “All four of you went at the same time?”

  “Actually, we left about ten minutes after they did,” Baxter told him.

  He wrote something down in his little notebook and then looked around Baxter to Charlotte.

  “Ma’am. Why did you leave later than your friends next door?”

  “I still had to put my boots back on. I’m new to riding bikes and had my boots off, giving my feet a rest.”

  “Did you hear anything unusual while you were here?” the officer asked them both.

  “I didn’t,” Baxter said.

  “Neither did I,” she told him.

  He handed Baxter a card. “If you think of anything, give us a call.”

  “What happened?” Baxter asked.

  The officer just shook his head. “Can’t really go into that.” He walked back over to the other room.

  When both policemen left, Jack and Nina came over to talk.

  “What do you think happened?” Jack asked.

  “It wasn’t a murder. They would have said that. It has to be a domestic assault or maybe rape,” Baxter said.

  “Poor woman whatever happened,” Nina said.

  “Could have been a man,” Jack told her.

  “Ouch,” Charlotte said.

  “So, what are our plans for tomorrow?” Baxter asked Jack.

  “I think we did pretty good today the way we rode up. Let’s do the same back. Stop when it’s time to eat and when the girls have to pee.” Jack wrapped his arms around Nina, running a hand over her belly.

  Baxter climbed in the chair behind Charlotte. “Good plan to me. What time do you want to leave in the morning?”

  “Let’s just play it by ear. Check out is at noon, so as long as we are out by then,” he said as he dipped his hand into the front of Nina’s jeans.

  Baxter ran a hand over Charlotte’s breast. She squirmed in embarrassment. Still, her eyes were fastened to Nina’s as Jack continued to rub beneath the waistband of her jeans.

  “Baxter?” she whispered.

  “Easy, Charlie. It’s all good.” He circled her nipple with his finger.

  Jack ran his other hand up under Nina’s shirt to her breast. Charlotte’s friend’s eyes widened and then closed.

  “Have you ever been watched before, Charlotte?” Jack asked.

  “No,” she whispered.

  “It’s a real turn-on to have someone watch as you climax,” Jack told her. “Ask Nina.”

  “Nina? What’s going on?” Charlotte was shaking now.

  “Easy, baby.” Baxter kissed her cheek and then her shoulder.

  Jack moved Nina over to the far bed and began undressing her.

  Charlotte’s eyes popped open wide. She turned her head to look at Baxter. He was looking at her though.

  “Come on, Charlie. You’ll love it.” He eased her out of the chair and stood up behind her. One hand began unbuttoning her blouse while the other held her head still so that she could only see him.

  He let go of her head and pulled her blouse off, dropping it to the floor. Then he unhooked her bra and sent it the same place. She shivered at the sudden air-conditioned air on her breasts. She didn’t turn her head to see what was going on in the next bed. She was afraid of what she would see.

  “Easy, Charlie.” Baxter tugged off his T-shirt and then unbuckled his belt and unfastened his jeans.

  “Take off your boots and jeans, Charlotte. Then go sit on the bed and wait on me.”

  Charlotte trembled as she pulled off her boots. She stood up again and unzipped her jeans. She glanced quickly over toward the other bed and nearly ran for the other room.

  Chapter Nine

  Jack’s eyes weren’t on her. His hands were on a very naked and turn
ed-on Nina. She looked up at Baxter and saw lust in his eyes as he stared down into hers. She could do this. She slowly eased her jeans down her body and stepped out of them. She stood naked in the cool air of the room with her best friend and her lover less than twelve feet away.

  “Charlie?”

  She swallowed hard and eased over to the bed and sat down. Little things caught her interest now, like how cool and rough the bedspread on the bed was to her naked body. She could hear the TV from the room next to them. She clasped her hands in her lap and then unclasped them again.

  Baxter removed his jeans and boots and stalked toward her. She risked a glance over at Nina and found that Jack was now nude, as well. Her eyes snapped back to Baxter, who now had a knowing smile on his face.

  “Peeking?” Baxter knelt on the bed next to her and urged her back in the bed. “Lie down for me, Charlie. I want to look at you.”

  He lay on his side facing her with his back to Jack and Nina. She wasn’t sure what to expect next. He stared at her for several long seconds before he finally reached out and circled a nipple with his finger.

  “What are you going to do?” she asked.

  “What do you want me to do?”

  “I don’t know. I—this is all uncomfortable.”

  “Then let’s get you comfortable,” he said with a smile.

  The next thing she knew, Baxter was on the floor kneeling between her legs and spreading her pussy lips wide apart. He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes as if inhaling something pleasing to his nose. It sent another round of chills up her spine. Then he leaned in and licked.

  Charlotte nearly came off the bed with that first touch of his tongue against her cunt. He drove his tongue deep within her slit, setting off all sorts of alarm bells in her head. He teased and fucked her pussy with his tongue until she was so close to climaxing that one good touch to her clit would send her over. Instead, he pulled back and lifted her legs over his arms and looked into her eyes.

  “Look over at Jack and Nina. Watch them watch you while I fuck you.”

  Baxter waited until she turned her head in that direction before filling her with his rock-hard cock. She gasped and knew he was watching her watch them.