Catching Lily (Spring Training Book 2)

by Becca Jameson

  Ava grinned. “Remember that journalism class I took a few years ago? Well, I did a piece on sex trafficking in the area.”

  Lily’s mouth flew open. “Sex trafficking? Out of Zodiac?”

  Ava shook her head briskly. “No. No. Nothing like that. It was an assignment that caused me to do a lot of research. Club Zodiac has nothing to do with sex trafficking. But there are other venues that do, and I looked into everything.”

  Lily nodded. “Everything?”

  If she wasn’t mistaken, her sister blushed. “I was curious. I kept digging. The lifestyle is sort of fascinating. And Zodiac is the most exclusive club in the area. Its membership is made up of some very wealthy clientele.”

  “You learned all this off the Internet?”

  “Yep. Listen, maybe submitting to Dominic is exactly the right thing for you. The weight of the world is always on your shoulders. You have to be strong and in charge in every other aspect of your life. Maybe it would be a perfect fit for you to come home to someone who takes over and lets you turn your power over to him for a change.”

  “Lord, you really did research this.”

  Ava smiled. “I’m thorough. Give Zodiac a call. I bet they have a guest pass. You could go check it out. Watch some scenes. Get a feel for the lifestyle.” She held up her hands. “I’m not going with you, however.” She grinned.

  “For someone who knows so much about BDSM, I would think you would be curious and willing to be my wingman,” she teased. No way in hell would she take Ava with her.

  “Oh, I’m plenty curious and willing, but I have no interest in knowing quite so many intimate details about my own sister. You figure out you, and then keep it private. And I’ll do the same.” She leaned closer and gave Lily a hug. “I love you.”

  Chapter Ten

  Lily’s hands were sweaty and shaking as she entered the club Friday night. She’d taken Ava’s advice, called them on Thursday, and found them open to a guest pass for the evening. It all happened so fast she didn’t take the time to process anything.

  Now, here she stood. She was surprised to find that Zodiac didn’t occupy its own building. From the outside, no one would realize it was a club if they didn’t know. It was in a strip mall in the middle of Miami, and the entrance looked like it might lead to apartments or a condo.

  The inside was totally the opposite. After climbing up a long staircase to the second floor, she stepped into a luxurious space that probably had been a condo originally. The square footage was enormous. It must have occupied the second floor area above several businesses, which also led to the deception at the entrance.

  Dozens of people in all manner of dress and undress stood around in groups in what had once been a great room if she wasn’t mistaken. Black leather couches and love seats were scattered around the room. The carpet was plush and also dark. The lighting was dim, creating an atmosphere. Hallways led off in both directions.

  A nice woman named Kerry met her in the entryway and had her sign a waiver. The woman wore street clothes, which shocked Lily. Jeans. A black tank top. No shoes. She smiled often and seemed understanding.

  Lily, on the other hand, had fretted over her clothing for twenty-four hours before choosing to be herself, which meant she wore a black pencil skirt and white blouse. She also wore pumps. And she felt overdressed.

  “So, have you visited a BDSM club before?” Kerry asked.

  “No. It’s my first time.”

  “How long have you been interested in the lifestyle?”

  “A few months.”

  “Someone you met?”

  “Yes.” Lily smiled shyly at Kerry. How observant. Or maybe this sort of thing happened all the time. Did other women go through the same thing she was feeling?

  “Well, relax. You can do as little or as much as you want here. If you’re new to the scene, it can be overwhelming. Remember, nothing happens in this club that isn’t safe, sane, and consensual. We use the universal safeword here. Red. If you decide to play, red is always your way out. Every Dom in the club knows to stop immediately if you use it. There are monitors who roam around at all times to ensure the rules are followed.”

  “Oh.”

  Kerry smiled warmly again. “You’re welcome to observe anything you want. Just don’t interrupt a scene while it’s in progress. Anyone not currently role-playing will be happy to answer questions you may have if I’m not around. Relax. We’re all just people. Everyone has a different set of needs. And we address them in many ways.”

  Lily already felt more comfortable. She wasn’t sure how she felt about all the public nudity, but no one made her feel like a freak for coming in business attire. She plucked at her blouse. “I didn’t exactly dress appropriately.”

  “You’re fine. Again, everyone has their own style. No one judges anyone here.” She nodded toward the left. “There are rooms down both hallways where people role-play. Let’s go watch a spanking scene. It’s tame. Might help ease you into the lifestyle.”

  Tame? Spanking?

  As she followed Kerry deeper into the club, her mouth went dry. She peeked in several open doors as they walked. The overall lighting in the building was a low glow, but each scene they passed had its own lighting at whatever level the participants preferred.

  Lily tried not to fidget as she stopped next to Kerry to watch a scene from the doorway. In fact, she locked one hand over her other wrist behind her back to keep from wringing them in front of her.

  A woman in a skin-tight, black spandex dress and bare feet stood against the wall. Lily couldn’t see her face, but her thick brown hair hung loose around her shoulders, and she kept her face turned toward the floor. Her hands were lifted over her head, grasping onto a set of rings above her.

  A man dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt stood behind her. He stuck one bare foot between her heels and tapped back and forth until she spread her legs wider. Her skirt stretched, but since it hardly covered her butt, it wasn’t too difficult.

  No one said a word, but the atmosphere was thick with dominance. Lily didn’t blink. She was surprised to find her own body responding to the scene. The woman swayed slightly, her head dipping lower as if she were under a spell that had yet to be fully cast. Lily swayed with her.

  “They’re mesmerizing, aren’t they?” Kerry whispered. “Rowen is the best. He can get even the toughest partner to submit with his voice and a slight touch. That’s his girlfriend, Rayne. She’s new to the lifestyle. He’s careful with her.”

  Lily nodded. Could Dominic do that too? She knew he could control her easily, but what about other people? How many women had turned themselves over to him? And why did the thought make her flinch?

  Rowen set an open palm on the woman’s lower back, standing to her side. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear. She nodded, spread her legs wider, and bent slightly forward at the waist.

  He eased his hand down to her butt and molded first one cheek and then the other.

  Lily swallowed. It was so sensual. She was shocked by her reaction.

  When he lifted his palm and swatted one of her cheeks, Lily flinched. The woman remained still.

  Rowen spanked her other cheek next, and then gave her several quick slaps in succession, switching back and forth between cheeks.

  Lily crossed her legs and clenched her butt muscles and every muscle of her sex. Her arousal stunned her further.

  As Rowen continued spanking the woman with no particular pattern, Lily’s face heated. Rayne moaned softly, leaning forward until her forehead rested on the wall.

  Rowen peppered her bare thighs several times and then abruptly stepped behind her to jerk her skirt over her ass.

  Lily flinched, shocked by the sudden change.

  Rayne wore a thong, but her cheeks were bare and slightly pink.

  This time, Rowen set a hand on her lower back and paddled her faster and harder with his other palm. As her skin pinkened further, Lily felt every swat to her own ass. Why?

  The way s
he reacted to the scene made her nervous. And where was Kerry? She no longer sensed the woman next to her, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away long enough to see where she went.

  When two hands landed on her waist possessively, drawing her back into a familiar embrace, Lily jumped, releasing her clasped hands at her back so they fell to her sides. Before she could spin around to see who had taken such liberty with her, lips landed on her ear, and warm breath made her shiver as a deep voice she knew well eased her mind. “Do you have any idea how fucking hot it is to watch you observe?”

  She closed her eyes. Was it really him? She willed Dominic to be at her back. It wasn’t logical. He was two hours away at spring training. But she would give anything at that moment to have his hands on her. She licked her lips.

  One of his palms smoothed around to her belly and then moved up her body to cup her breast before continuing to climb to her throat. At a glance, it would look like he intended to choke her, but instead, he tipped her head back against his chest and pulled her bottom lip down with his thumb.

  She moaned, loud enough to make her whip her eyes open.

  He stroked his thumb back and forth across her bottom lip and then dipped it into her open mouth. “Suck, baby.”

  She obeyed, greedily sucking his thumb. Moisture flooded her panties. She would have lost her balance if he hadn’t held her against him with his other hand.

  “Keep watching.”

  She tried to focus on the spanking scene. So far, she hadn’t seen Dominic’s face. If she did, she feared she might cry or jump him right inside the club.

  Rowen continued to spank Rayne, his blows landing on her butt and thighs, growing harder every few strikes. Her skin was bright pink with no discernable palm prints.

  “I would love to see your bottom all pink like that someday,” Dominic whispered. His voice was deep, gravelly, sensual. He was aroused. His cock pressed into her back. He rocked it forward to emphasize his predicament.

  In her entire life, Lily had never fantasized about being spanked. It hadn’t occurred to her even once. It held no appeal. Until now. Until it became an erotic encounter that screamed out the ultimate submission.

  Dominic’s thumb popped out of her mouth. “Wouldn’t mind having that suction on my dick someday, either.”

  She shivered. She’d given blowjobs, but she’d never actually craved sucking a man before that moment. She wanted his length in her mouth like a starving woman.

  Dominic groaned, his hand tightening around her throat, pressing her chin higher until she lost the view of the scene and instead found herself staring up into his face. “I’m going to show you around.” Suddenly, he released her and slid one hand into hers, threading their fingers.

  She missed his touch all over her body, holding her possessively.

  But he gave a tug, and she followed, tipsy as if she’d been drinking.

  She glanced around. Kerry was nowhere to be found. Lily stopped walking, forcing Dominic to halt in front of her and turn around. “How are you here?”

  He smiled, pulling her front against his while cupping her cheek, his fingers threading into her hair. “Drove. Used my car. It’s pretty reliable.”

  She almost giggled, but tipped her head to the side instead. “I mean, why? Aren’t you supposed to be at spring training?”

  “Yep. I drove here right after the game this afternoon.”

  “What do you mean? Did you know I was going to be here?”

  Did he flush? He scrunched up his nose. “Maybe…”

  “How?”

  “I figured someday you might get curious enough to visit. The owner is a close friend. He called me when your name popped up.”

  “That seems a little unethical.”

  “It is. I promised him you wouldn’t be mad.” He lifted both brows.

  She sighed and set her forehead against his chest, grabbing for his black T-shirt to fist it with both hands. She’d never been so glad to see anyone in her life.

  “Can I show you around?”

  “Yes.” She lifted her face and let him lead her to the next room down the hall.

  A man wearing nothing but what looked like a Speedo stood at a cross in the center of the room, his arms and legs spread to all four corners. His ankles were tethered to the posts, but he held on to two loops of rope with both hands spread above his head. His eyes were covered with a blindfold.

  Another man circled him. He held a feather and used the tip of it to tease the restrained man at random.

  Lily could no more explain why the man’s engorged cock was so arousing than she could explain the sensual art of spanking.

  Dominic stepped behind her and draped his arms over her shoulders, hauling her against his chest again and setting his chin on her head.

  Her nipples stiffened where they brushed against his forearms, even through the material of her bra and blouse. It seemed as though he intentionally held her there, wanting her to watch the scene.

  As the feather traveled down the man’s torso and over his cock, Lily trembled. She breathed heavier, watching his length expand further. He pulled back as though he’d been struck.

  She couldn’t blame him. She felt like her pussy had been slapped in sympathy to his plight. Irrational.

  Dominic trailed his fingertips down her arms, drawing goose bumps. When he reached her hands, he threaded his fingers with hers and drew them up to her chest. Pressing her palms against her breasts, he began to tease her nipples with his fingers.

  Her belly flipped over.

  How did he manage to get her so aroused so easily?

  The man on the cross moaned when his partner dropped the feather and pinched his nipples. A moment later, the tight buds were clamped in little metal clips with a connecting chain.

  Dominic pinched both Lily’s nipples at the same time.

  She gasped, her pussy sending a flood of wetness to her panties.

  Dominic set his lips on her ear and whispered, “Let’s move on.” His fingers trailed down her arms until he entwined their fingers. With a tug, he lured her away from the two men.

  * * *

  It took every ounce of willpower for Dominic to lead Lily to another scene. She was obviously aroused, and when she melted into him, he wanted her more than he’d ever wanted a woman in his life.

  He’d been a nervous wreck with a permanent hard-on from the moment Lincoln called him yesterday. Was she here because she wanted to move on without Dominic? Or was she here because she wanted to explore the possibility of having a relationship with him that involved D/s? He had prayed for the latter for over a day now. And based on her reaction to his presence, he was confident she’d come to Zodiac for reasons that included him in her future.

  Thank God.

  With her small hand wrapped in his, he led her to another room.

  When she stopped in the doorway, he didn’t press her to enter.

  A man was on his knees over a padded floor in the middle of the room. His hands were bound behind his back, and he had a loose black ski mask over his head, blocking his vision. That was the only thing he wore. His cock was thick and rigid, jutting out from between his legs. His skin was pale, in sharp contrast to the dark skin of the woman circling him with a narrow crop.

  Lily pulled her hand from Dominic’s and twisted her fingers together nervously. She turned her face back and lifted onto her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, “What is she going to do?” Her gaze never left the woman who wore white, knee-high boots and a skintight, white dress made of some sort of shiny material. Fake leather maybe.

  The scene was electrifying. The mixtures of dark and light sexy as hell, even to Dominic.

  Dominic clasped Lily’s shoulders with both hands. “Watch.” He kissed her ear, letting his breath linger over the sensitive spot.

  Lily crossed her arms in front of her as the woman drew back the crop and let it land with a smack on the man’s thigh. Lily flinched.

  A second later, the woman landed several
more strikes to the man’s other thigh, and then she circled around behind him, grabbed his neck with one hand, and pushed his head forward. He leaned awkwardly on his knees while his Domme struck his butt cheeks over and over again.

  His cock swelled further, and he moaned.

  When the woman let him lean back on his heels, she bent at her knees to whisper something in his ear, stroking his back with her free hand.

  “Oh my God,” Lily murmured so softly Dominic barely heard her. She stepped her feet closer and visibly squeezed her legs together.

  “They’re gorgeous, aren’t they?” Dominic whispered in her ear.

  She nodded.

  A voice behind Dominic drew his attention, and he wrapped an arm around Lily’s middle and spun them around to head farther down the hall. “Lincoln,” he addressed his friend from behind.

  The darker man, dressed in all black, spun around. A smile spread across his face, wrinkling his eyes at the corners. He reached out a hand and took the one Dominic offered. “Dom. How are you? It’s been a while.”

  “Good. Good. The season is about to start, so I’ll be running out of steam soon.”

  Lincoln’s gaze turned toward Lily. “You must be Lily.” He glanced at Dominic, who nodded his assent, before offering Lily his hand. Lincoln had owned Zodiac for five years. He ran a tight ship, ensuring every proper protocol was followed between his guests. That included checking with Dominic before touching the woman in his care.

  “Yes, Sir,” Lily responded, reaching out to shake his hand.

  Dominic’s cock grew stiffer as she demurely addressed Lincoln as if she’d been trained to do so for years. No one would suspect this was her first visit to a club. Except Lincoln, who knew better.

  Lincoln smiled and then turned his gaze toward Dominic. “Room six is available for you.”

  “Thank you.”

  A noise behind them drew Lincoln’s attention, and he lifted his gaze. “Shit,” he muttered.

  Dominic looked over his shoulder to find a young woman arguing with Rowen Easton. She didn’t look like she belonged in the club at all, wearing a pale pink sundress and sandals. Her hair was a long mass of brown ringlets that reached halfway down her back. “Who’s she?”