Best of 2017

by Alexa Riley

  The man slowly and seductively began to remove each item of his own clothing. Each movement of the man had the naked woman groaning for more. The girl’s exposed pussy delicately dripped in anticipation for what he had in store.

  “First rule is never command. You are not the one in charge.” The man straddled the raven beauty and pressed his hard cock against her. “Your Master is the one to give commands. Only your Master.”

  I leaned over to Felicity who stared with open eyes. “Is this BDSM?”

  “Shhh! Just watch.”

  The man lowered his mouth to the woman’s hardened nipple and began to suck. He sucked and nibbled while softly massaging the girl’s mound with the tip of his cock. He moved his mouth to the other nipple and continued to drive the girl to the edge of pleasure.

  “More!” The girl begged as she flung her head in wild abandon.

  The man reached down to the girl’s pussy and briskly slapped the swollen folds. “I see you don’t understand you are not the one in control. Your Master will not tolerate being told what to do.” The man slapped the woman’s pussy once again, releasing a moan from her. “You obviously need to be trained before his arrival.”

  “Yes, please,” the dark-haired girl begged as she thrust her hips to meet the man’s cock with more force.

  What the hell was I watching? Was it the pill or was this shit real? Were people really doing this for all to see?

  The man reached for a satin bag on the floor beside the bed. He pulled out what appeared to be some sort of small silver clamps yet seeing that they were adorned with small emeralds had me confused. Before I could lean towards Felicity again to ask about them, the man’s intentions became clear.

  I gasped and swallowed hard, shocked and yet somehow liking the idea of having what passed as erotic jewelry placed on the most intimate of places.

  Still straddling the woman, the man grabbed one of her hardened nipples and very gently clasped the biting teeth. The woman let out a gasp as her back arched. I watched the slight grimace of pain on her face return to the sedated look of pleasure. The man bent down and softly placed his lips to the nude beauty’s mouth, giving a kiss as a reward for her ability to accept the jewelry.

  “Very good,” the man whispered between the kiss.

  He slowly lowered his lips to the other nipple and lightly licked along the surface. Grabbing the other clamp, the man tenderly applied it to her nipple, allowing it to join the other.

  I almost gasped as I took in the magnificent sight of the sexual woman writhing only a few feet away. The silver, the jewels, her breasts, and the beginning of her submission were breathtaking. I loved watching how the man had the power to dominate, the power to control, and the power to please. I was learning how one could demand another’s ecstasy.

  I briefly closed my eyes and slowly took in the aroma of the girl’s sex as the man lowered his mouth to the woman’s wanting pussy. Pressing his tongue lightly to skin bared but for the droplets of her arousal, he began to lick his way up and down the folds of the dripping-wet mound. He danced his tongue in a circle around her clit, causing the girl’s moans to become more of a scream. The man pressed his finger past the entrance of her pussy, pulling out to reveal the wet heat of the girl’s passion.

  “That feels so good… so good,” the woman moaned.

  The man hooked his finger into the depths of the girl’s pussy and reached for the satin bag once again. He pulled out an item I instantly could name though it was nothing like I’d ever seen before. This was a clear glass dildo that had two leather straps lined with crystals attached. The man took the clear penis and rubbed it along the girl’s wet pussy, collecting her moisture. Ever so gently, he replaced his finger with the large dildo. Once he had the dildo snugly in her depths, he placed the straps around the girl’s thighs, securing the toy in place.

  The woman gasped at the intrusion and began to gyrate her hips in desperation. “Fuck me. Make me come. I need to come!”

  Without pause, the man flipped the girl onto her stomach. “I warned you about issuing the commands.” He swatted the girl’s creamy white behind. “You are to submit, you are to accept, you are to surrender.” He spanked the girl’s ass again. “You are to do only as your Master, and those he deems fit, requests… nothing more.”

  He grabbed yet another item from the satin bag. Pulling out another phallus, yet this one had my brow furrowing. It was smaller than the dildo he’d seated inside her. And it wasn’t glass but appeared to be steel. I watched as he rubbed the emerald that decorated the base with the tip of his finger. Smaller diamonds circled the emerald, making it sparkle in the swirling lights of the club. I loved the intricate workmanship of this toy above all. Using the woman’s wetness from her pussy, I gasped again as the man lubricated the girl’s tight hole with his finger. In and out, slowly, he stretched the girl’s anus, so she would be able to accept the last of the jewelry. I assumed the Master would be pleased with the jeweled items chosen, as well as the frenzied state his submissive was in.

  “I want you to relax,” he ordered as he placed a soft kiss on the reddened ass of the woman.

  I watched in awe as the man pressed the steel plug past the tight ring of her ass. The woman moaned and bucked against the mattress as he continued to press it inside until only the jeweled base remained visible. The man rolled her over onto her back and took a moment to admire the jeweled beauty before him.

  He bent down and pressed his lips to the woman’s mouth one last time. “Very nice. You did very well. Your Master will be pleased.”

  Holy shit! I was fucking high.

  AXEL

  WE WALKED to the front door, past the bouncer and the red rope. There were a lot more people than we’d expected. A fairly big-name DJ played at the venue tonight, so the promo was pretty large. We started making our way through the crowd. I had just begun to scan the place when I saw her. She stood by the doorway of one of the viewing rooms. She looked embarrassed and out of her element. I could see interest, and even a hint of arousal, but I also saw something different. I couldn’t put my finger on it. Quinn seemed out of place.

  I swallowed hard. Quinn’s long hair flowed more than halfway down her back. Her jeans hugged her body, and she wore a pair of worn leather boots. Her magenta-colored blouse clasped around her neck, backless except for the bottom part that clung securely around the small of her tantalizing back. Quinn Sullivan… was anyone more captivating?

  I put the rim of the Jack bottle to my mouth, taking another small swig. Originally I had wanted to be careful not to drink too much, and wanted to stay clear of the blow for at least tonight. My friends, Teddy and Knox, would make up for me when it came to the cocktail and drug consumption. They always did. I wanted to make a good impression on Quinn. I found it hard enough to keep my senses intact around her as it was. But I fucked that up, and now I was already down the rabbit hole.

  I leaned into Knox’s ear to shout above the loud, booming music. “I’ll be back. There’s someone I need to go see.”

  Knox acknowledged me with a nod. “I’m going to go get a drink. You want one?”

  “I’m good, thanks.” I held up my bottle of Jack, still half full.

  Walking in Quinn’s direction, I recognized the short raven-haired girl holding a cocktail with Quinn as her friend from last night, Felicity.

  As I approached Quinn, I could feel my heart pick up tempo and my gut clench. Despite my efforts to quiet my nerves artificially, I felt completely on edge. It surprised the hell out of me. I prided myself on my confidence with the ladies. Control at all times dictated my demeanor. One look at this woman changed all of that.

  I walked around behind her and moved in closer. She smelled wonderful, giving off a gentle floral fragrance. Not suffocating or unbearable like some of the women’s perfume I was used to smelling. No stench of alcohol, no stale cigarette smoke, no sweaty-club-atmosphere-odor present. Everything about Quinn refreshed my senses. My old self had become stale, and she
gave me a renewed awareness.

  I hungered to wrap my arms around her tiny frame and hold onto her like she belonged to me. Instead, against my will, I eased closer and talked in her ear. “Hey, I’m glad you decided to come.”

  Quinn spun around, nearly spilling her drink all over me. Her expression went immediately from startled, to embarrassed, to welcoming. Her smile beckoned like a lighthouse. “Yeah, I’m glad, too. What a great place. I had no idea it would be so crowded.” Her smile continued to draw me in. “Felicity was really excited when I told her we were invited. Thank you.”

  I couldn’t get over how stunning she looked. If I stared at her every day of my life, it would never be enough. The word “captivating” was created for this woman. “I had no idea your hair was so long. Last night you had it pulled up and… you have beautiful hair.”

  Quinn paused for a second. “Thank you.” I noticed she avoided eye contact again, reminding me of last night. Her eyelashes actually appeared to rest against her cheekbones, the blush rising underneath.

  I cast my eyes over her shoulder at the sex scene going on behind her and asked, “Are you liking what you see?”

  She instantly looked into my eyes and then back down at the ground, clearly embarrassed by the question. I had seen just enough of her eyes to see she was high, which for some odd reason was like a sucker punch to the gut. I didn’t want my perfect, innocent, Quinn Sullivan doing drugs like all the others. She had been sober last night, but tonight she wasn’t. “I uh, Felicity uh… I don’t normally…” But now I could see. This wasn’t normal for her. It was obvious.

  It was easy to see the conversation made Quinn uncomfortable, and I was afraid she would want to run off. I had no intentions of letting her run away again. Not this time. I glanced at her glass. “What are you drinking?”

  She smiled timidly. “I have no idea.”

  “What? You don’t know what you’re drinking?”

  She laughed. “No clue. Felicity handed it to me. It’s good, though.”

  Quinn’s smile somehow had a calming effect on me. “Well, would you like another drink of ‘I have no idea’, or would you like to try ‘beats me?’ ”

  She laughed even louder. “Ooh, I love ‘beats me!’ That drink’s amazing.”

  I found her sense of humor refreshing, especially since she seemed so shy. The contrast only added to the hold this woman had on me. Whatever the magic was, I was spellbound.

  “Um, Axel,” she said, once again looking at the ground. “I’m sorry. I’m a little out of it right now. This is so not like me.”

  I nodded and put my hand softly on her arm. “It’s okay. I think everyone in this room is a little out of it.” I leaned in. “Are you feeling okay?”

  She looked up and gave another one of her captivating smiles. “I feel really good. Almost too good.”

  I chuckled. “Well good. Let me go get you that drink. I’ll be right back.”

  I quickly ordered the drink, never taking my eyes off of her. I was happy that the bartender served me instantly so I could return to her as quickly as possible. “Here you go.”

  Quinn reached for Felicity’s hand as the scene in the room had come to an end. “I haven’t introduced you yet. This is my friend, Felicity. I just moved out here a few days ago from San Francisco, and she’s been kind enough to let me stay with her.”

  I nodded. “Yes, I’ve seen Felicity around.”

  Felicity’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “You have?”

  I nodded again. “Let’s just say you may have a secret admirer.”

  “What? Who?” Felicity reminded me of a little girl at Christmas.

  “Sorry. My lips are sealed.” I wasn’t about to tell her that Knox had been eyeing her for quite some time. He thought she was hot as fuck but hadn’t made his move yet.

  Quinn gave a playful wink as she took a small sip of her drink. Felicity looked as if she were about to speak when another girl who had just made her way to where they stood, pulled her away.

  I decided I had had enough of the Jack and placed the bottle on a table nearby. I watched Quinn intently. Her body was so small, but she looked so strong. Her perfect pout begged to be kissed… almost demanded. The demand was more powerful than any command a Dom in this club could issue. My loins constricted as I pictured me kissing her. Obsession at its highest.

  “So, did you come here alone?” Quinn asked.

  I looked toward my friends in the center of the room. I had to. If I stared at her any longer, I feared I’d cause her to seek the next exit. I felt like a crazed stalker or something.

  “No, my friends are here somewhere, working the room, earning their money.” I turned back to Quinn. “Someone needs to earn our paycheck.”

  She sipped on her drink again. “What exactly is it you do?” Quinn held my gaze for a moment and then smiled, making my heart skip.

  “Do you really not know?” I asked.

  She blushed and looked down at the ground. “I guess I do.” She looked up into my eyes. “Do you like dealing drugs?” She cleared her throat and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “I’m sorry. That was a stupid and nosey question. Like I said, my brain isn’t really working right now.”

  “It’s okay. And to answer your question—not really.”

  “You don’t like it?”

  I shrugged. “It pays the bills. It just really isn’t who I am.”

  She smiled again. “Who are you?”

  I stood there, enthralled with every word and every move Quinn made, wondering how I could answer her question, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Knox. “Hey, we’re going to take off.”

  I looked at Quinn. She seemed so small and delicate and incredibly vulnerable. Or I was just going to use that as my excuse for wanting to stay with her. “I’m going to stick around. Her friend left, and I don’t want to leave her alone.”

  Quinn smiled at me. “Go ahead, I’m fine.”

  “I’m not going to leave you here by yourself. I’ll stay with you until Felicity gets back.”

  Quinn grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the crowd of dancing bodies. “Come on, let’s go look for Felicity so you feel comfortable going with your friends.” She smiled softly at me, making my heart melt even more—if that was even possible.

  As we made our way across the dance floor, one of Jillian’s friends tried to stop me. “Hey, Axel, where’s Jillian? She was supposed to be here tonight. Didn’t she come here with you?” Her eyebrows arched, and she peered at Quinn. I kept walking, pretending not to hear.

  “Is Jillian your girlfriend?” I could feel Quinn try to let go of my hand but I only tightened the grip.

  I shook my head. “No, not at all.”

  We continued to make our way through the club, no sign of Felicity appearing. Knox caught up with us, looking a little irritated.

  “Axel, come on. Let’s get out of here,” Knox insisted.

  Quinn still held my hand. I looked at her apologetically, and then turned to Knox. “Give me a sec. She needs to find her friend before I’m comfortable leaving.”

  Quinn smiled, finally looking deep into my eyes. “I’ll be fine. Go ahead. Don’t make your friends wait because of me.”

  It took all my willpower to not lean over and kiss her, but the last thing I wanted was for anything to happen tonight that would scare Quinn away. She seemed timid, and as much as I found it sexy as hell, I didn’t want to come off as too aggressive.

  “Oh, hey,” I said, addressing Knox. “This is Quinn. Quinn, this is my friend, Knox.”

  Quinn blushed slightly and said hello in a tentative voice. I knew Knox assumed she was just some girl I’d picked up at the club for a quick hookup.

  We all made our way to the exit, where Teddy stood with arms crossed, waiting. Quinn couldn’t find Felicity at all. She had tried to send her some texts, as well as calling her several times, with no response.

  Quinn frowned at her phone. “Something wrong?” I asked.
/>   “Can we leave? Do you mind taking me home?”

  “What about Felicity?” I asked.

  “I’ll send her a text letting her know I got a ride home. Felicity sometimes hooks up with a guy and forgets about who she came with.” Quinn shrugged. “I just don’t want to be here by myself. Can I get a ride with you?”

  I stared at her for a second, delighted to have more time with her. “That sounds like a good idea. You definitely shouldn’t be here alone… feeling a little off.” I gave her a playful wink.

  I finally let go of Quinn’s hand. I placed my palm on her lower back and escorted her out of the club to our awaiting limo. I helped her into the seat and sat down next to her, reaching for her hand immediately. Both Knox and Teddy studied my actions, no doubt shocked to see me give anyone affection, something I never did. They did… but not me. It was a definite change of pace having them leave the club empty handed, but with me having someone by my side.

  “Have the driver drop us off first,” Knox said, motioning toward Teddy. “Then you can take Quinn home.”

  I smiled, relieved Knox made it easy for me to have some alone time with Quinn. I wasn’t ready to say goodnight to her yet. I could always count on Knox to help a guy out.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  FUCKED UP RESUME

  QUINN

  LISTENING to the ringtone while I sat in the limo, heart pounding, I waited for Felicity to answer. The fresh air, and leaving the loud music of the club helped sober me up. I felt relaxed, and really good. But I no longer felt I was so high that I needed to crawl in a ball up against a wall. The edge was gone, and for that I was grateful.

  “Hello?”

  “Felicity?”

  “Quinn, I’ve been looking for you. Where are you? Are you okay?”

  “I’m with Axel. I couldn’t find you, so I decided to get a ride home with him. Are you on your way home?”

  “No, I met a friend and we’re going to go to another club. Do you need me to come get you? Do you want to come?” Felicity asked.