“Can I provide you with anything else?”
All I can think in my head is I’m sure he can. Keeping my thoughts to myself, I grab the drink from the bar. I don’t make eye contact as I wave my free hand in the air and walk back towards the BDSM room. “Thanks for the drink,” I yell.
“Anytime!” The tone in his voice leaves me to believe that he’s going to be a thorn in my side. I’ll have to worry about that another time though.
As the night goes on, I’m surprised at how well things are going. Apparently it’s just like riding a bike. You really don’t forget how to live the lifestyle. I forgot how powerful holding something as simple as a flogger can make you feel. As I picked up each toy and demonstrated the proper way to use it, or showed the proper way to spank someone, I felt a little part of the old me come back. I felt a void being filled that I didn’t even know was there. And damn did it feel good. Just as the night is wrapping up, I’m cleaning up the room when Klaus walks in.
“You know, you’re a natural.” He sits in the chair kicking his leg up.
I laugh. “Thanks, I think.”
“I’m serious. I’ve never employed a Domme instructor before and I have to say, I was in here for a little while watching and you didn’t even notice. You were so wrapped up in teaching that nothing could have dragged you out of that zone. You’re a natural. I’ve never seen anyone teach both top and bottom roles so well before. If I didn’t know any better I would have thought for sure you were a switch.”
“Nope. I’ve always been a Domme. I like having all the power. But any good Domme needs to know how a bottom thinks, how they’re feeling.” I wink.
“That’s because you’re a brilliant woman.” Hayley walks in the room and smacks my ass. “I know it’s not a pat the puss but I wouldn’t want to do it wrong.” She grins at me.
“Pat the puss? Bloody Hell. You ladies are going to give me a heart attack.”
“Why don’t you guys go? I’ll help clean up here.” There it is again. That deep voice. Damn, it has my panties melting just listening to the fucking thing. Why must his words sound so sexy leaving his mouth? Turning around, Hayden is leaning in the doorway watching me intently.
“That sounds great. We have a date… um … plans with Katrina and Justin.” I’m surprised to hear this news since she hasn’t said anything to me about it. Good for her though. She’s living each day as if it’s her last and I envy her. I think everyone could learn a thing or two from her.
“Have fun. Tell her I said hi.” I wave them off and continue to clean up as if Hayden isn’t in the room. I move around him, continuing to do my thing humming to myself. We’re almost done cleaning when he breaks the silence.
“That’s a great song.”
“Right.” I laugh under my breath closing a drawer, giving it a little slam getting his attention.
“What?” He stops cleaning and looks towards me.
“I’m sure you know what that song is.”
“Are you calling me a liar?” He almost sounds offended.
“This song isn’t even on the radio. And you don’t strike me as the type of guy to listen to this person’s music so I doubt you even know who it is.” He laughs at my statement and I can’t help but smile.
“I’ll make you a deal. I’ll have James play the song, and if it’s the right song, you have to dance with me.”
“And if it’s not?” I cross my arms over my chest.
“It will be.” I hate the way he is so sure of himself, like there is no way he could ever lose.
“And if it’s not?” I repeat the question, wanting an answer. There’s no way he listens to Elle King so I want to know what I get when I’m right.
“Ugh, fine. If it’s not then you decide. You can have whatever you want.”
“Whatever I want? No limits. No restrictions?” The possibilities rush through my head, and I'm suddenly liking this wager very much.
“Whatever. You. Want. Deal?” He holds his hand out and I eye it for a minute before shaking it.
“Deal. Now go play whatever you think I was humming so I can get my torture on.” I smile at him. He leaves the room and walks over to James. He leans in close and says something to him before shaking his hand. James cues up a song and then grabs his coat and waves before leaving. To my delight, it’s not what I was humming. I’m jumping up and down on my feet like a little school girl in excitement when he comes over.
“What are you all excited about?” He asks grabbing my hand dragging me over to the bar.
“This isn’t the song I was humming!” I point to the ceiling where the music is playing out of the speakers.
“I know. James played it so I can make you a drink before your song comes on next. I figured I would get some liquid courage in you first because by the time I’m done with you on that dance floor you’re going to need it.” He walks around the bar and makes me a drink. I swallow hard at his words and suddenly feel like I’m in trouble. I can tell his tone is serious and the way he’s looking at me is intense. “Drink.” He demands as he slides a glass my way. I oblige and pick up the glass letting the cool liquid replenish my thirst as he makes his way back around the bar by my side. As soon as the song is over I’m shocked to hear Under The Influence start to play and my eyes widen. Holy shit, he was right. I swallow because I can tell by his face that I’m in deep shit.
“Now,” he holds his hand out. “How about that dance.”
Stepping out onto the dance floor, I follow his lead and just like the rest of him, the way his body moves the music is sultry and sexy. His hips are flowing and rolling into mine and just like the music is singing I feel like I’m under the influence. I have no idea what this man is doing to me. Maybe it’s the alcohol with the mix of the music and excitement of the night but there’s something about him that is exciting and feels so right. As we sway along to the music he dips me down with his hand on my lower back. As I slowly rise he faces me towards the mirror with his hand rising up my back. His hot breath blows across my skin making me shiver as I watch us move together. I’m about to combust, but when he leans in and whispers in my ear I nearly pass out.
“I’ve been watching you all night and you’re a rare beauty. I’ve been waiting for a woman like you to walk into my life and now that you have... I need to have you.”
Chapter 5
He wants me? The adrenaline pumping through my body from the excitement of tonight must be clouding my judgment, or is it? This is who I am, who I want to be again. I’ve been suppressing the real me for years and haven’t even realized how much I’ve missed this world, not until I stepped back into it tonight. Warm lips press against my neck sending shivers down my spine and I gaze at the man begging to please me in the mirror. I came here to help a friend and I’m standing here with a man eating out of the palm of my hands. It’s nice to know I haven’t lost my touch after all these years. But am I ready for this? His hands make their way around my waist, the heat burning through the thin material and into my skin. When my body shudders I know it’s trying to tell me that I am ready, that I need to take the leap. I just need to get my mind on board, because at the back of it there’s a small amount of guilt for Camden.
“Clocks ticking. I’m a patient man but I won’t wait forever. I’ve spent the night hard for you, I had to stay behind the bar and wear an apron for crying out loud, all to hide the massive bulge in my pants. So one of two things is going to happen, I’m either going to bury my cock inside of you tonight, or I’m going to come with my own hand while thinking of bending you over.” His eyes are intense and I can feel it right to my core. My words are stuck in my mouth that’s now dry. Hayden swipes my hair away from my ear, his tongue licking gently from my collarbone to below my ear where he whispers, sending a shiver up my spine. “Tick tock, what’s it going to be?”
My center is soaked and either way, I need to get out of this outfit. My body is pleading with me to say yes but my head is conflicted with thoughts of Camden. The i
nk is barely dry and here I am in the arms of another man. A man who wants me for my skills. Something I haven’t experienced in a long time. “You should know, I have certain tastes.”
“I know and that’s what I’m counting on. You see, I don’t care if you’re a Domme or a submissive. Tonight, we both have needs and you’re going to experience what’s it like to be cherished by a man who knows what to do with a treasure such as yourself. You may think you’re in control but once I get my hands on you, well I should say in you, you won’t want to be.” His hand moves around to my soaked pussy grasping it. “Already so wet.” Placing a kiss on my neck, my head falls back against his chest.
“Fuck it.” I turn the tables on him and flip around, pushing him down to his knees in front of me. “Crawl.” Hayden sits back on his heels. I cock my eyebrow at him, so he wants to play dirty does he? Grabbing his hair in my hand I take off toward my room with him trailing on his hands and knees behind me.
“I’m in charge in this room, anything you say must be followed by ‘yes Mistress’, do you understand me?” Hayden sits back to perch on his heels again, his hands on his thighs like he’s done this before. At least I know I’m not dealing with an amateur.
His cocky eyes gleam, “Yes, Mistress.”
I nearly falter at the sound of his voice. “Do you have a safe word?” He nods but doesn’t speak. “I didn’t hear you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I reach behind me getting the crop that I was thinking about using on him earlier and let the leather slide through my fingers. “Don’t be coy, what is it?”
“Keep going.”
With a quick flick of my wrist, I strike his cock through his leather pants. An excited breath sucks in through his teeth. “Want to try again?”
“Do I have to Mistress?” His tongue darts out and he wets his top lip.
Reaching down I cup his chin and forcefully pull his mouth to mine. Our lips meet in a hungry dance, tongues fighting for dominance. Before I moan into him, I shove him away, “Safe word, now, or this all stops.”
“Arrêtez”
The French word for stop, I nod my understanding as I move around behind him to gather some supplies. It takes me a little longer than I like, but I’m flying by the seat of my pants setting up this scene.
Standing behind him, I take in the look of his toned back and the way the muscles twitch occasionally. “Any hard limits?”
“No Mistress.”
“Nothing?” I step to his front to see his face. His body language from the back says he’s telling the truth, but I want to look into his eyes.
“No.” The gleam of disobedience I see makes me move my thighs together to relieve some tension. The crop instinctively flicks again, this time hitting his chest. His eyes shut and a smile graces his face. “No Mistress, but may I have another?”
“No.” I toss my hair over my shoulder and turn on my heels hiding my smirk.
When I turn to face him, I grab him by his hair and guide him toward the bed. Propping my foot up, I shove his face between my legs. He dives right in and I think I might topple over. His tongue is magic, swirling and sucking with a nip here and there. Before I cum, I push him away and down to the bed with his back facing me.
His strong arms are spread out in front of him. Grabbing my flogger from the supply table, I lightly trail it along his skin. With a few harder flicks, the leather strands splay out on his skin and welts rises along the path the flogger is following. I let my hand trace the skin. His muscles twitch under my touch and his breathing quickens.
I take a paddle and let loose on the back of his thighs and ass. It’s been so long since I’ve done this and my arm tires out before I’m satisfied. “Stand up. Turn around.”
Hayden does as I command. Running my hands over his back, I step in front of him. “Are you okay?” I ask as I reach for the button of his pants and pop it open before unzipping his fly.
“Never better, Mistress.”
My hand reaches in and grabs onto his hard cock. Holy hell, he’s huge. I’m going to feel him for days. Sliding my hands along his hips, I reach around and grab his ass. The warmness of his cheeks makes me smile. I work his pants down to his ankles and he helps me get them off. Taking a stroll around him, I need to see my handy work. I’m pleased by the way his skin has reddened. “You’re back and ass look raw, does it hurt?”
“No, Mistress.” His eyes are closed as he answers and I take this opportunity to slip out of my body suit.
I suddenly drop to my knees flipping him over, taking him deep in my throat and catching him off guard. Hayden lets his hands tangle into my hair. I usually don’t allow touching but I don’t mind with him. When I feel him about to lose it, I pull back and he groans.
Grabbing his cock, I walk him to the bed and shove him down. I climb onto the bed and run my pussy along his hard cock wetting the rigid length. Pushing up on his chest, I line us up and straddle him taking him in entirely. Watching him enter me is sexy as fuck. The way he parts my flesh, I feel full and already used. He’s hot and smooth but every ridge of his cock rubs inside me making me feel alive.
A groan escapes Hayden as his cock throbs against my walls. The feeling of his dick twitching inside me urges me to ride him harder and faster. Reaching my arm back, I grab his balls with my hand and squeeze them tightly while my other hand presses against his firm chest. His muscles tighten with each squeeze but he hasn’t said his safe word so I don’t stop. Moving my hips in a figure eight motion, I can feel Hayden’s thighs tense up with pleasure. “Do you like the way this feels?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Do you want to come?” I squeeze again.
“No, Mistress.” He thrusts up harder into me before rolling me on my back. Before I can punish him, he takes my mouth with his and devours it. Our tongues are dancing as one and he pounds into my pussy one thrust at a time. With each deep penetration, I can feel myself getting closer to the orgasm I’m chasing. Our lips haven’t parted since he’s taken control. His rough callused hands graze down my leg lifting it up near his hip holding it firmly in place, allowing him to mover deeper inside me. With his free hand, he focuses his attention on rubbing my clit with his thumb in a fast steady circular motion.
When our lips part, I take a deep breath, suddenly feeling the need to fill my lungs. Hayden wastes no time finding a new spot for his lips, and I feel my body buck as he kisses his way down my collarbone and lower, taking my nipple into his mouth. Sucking and nibbling on it, I arch my back into his mouth pleading for more. Cool air hits my breast and I lift my head in disappointment looking at him. His eyes are dark with lust and he pauses all movement.
“Do you have a safe word?”
“Yes, Sir,” I smirk at him. He’s going to think I’m full of shit but I tell him anyway. “Aller.” It means go in French. He grins and pushes both my legs up and I let out a playful scream as his head lowers onto my pussy. Moving his tongue effortlessly around my pussy, I almost come off the bed with the sensation flowing through me. Between the flicking and the nibbling, I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out. Bucking my hips up, I grab a fist full of his hair and his hands tighten on my hips. A few more licks are all it takes and I’m letting go, riding out my orgasm against Hayden’s tongue. Panting heavily, I finally manage to open my eyes. Hayden is crawling up my body and leaning down, he places his lips on mine. It’s a gentle kiss as his tongue brushes mine and I open my mouth to allow him access. We kiss only for a moment before his hand wraps under my body, flipping me over.
“On all fours.” He demands and I gladly oblige.
Wasting no time, he slams his cock inside me. My tits are flying back and forth as he pounds roughly inside my body. “I’m going to spank you and with each spank, I want you to tell me harder. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Smack. I hope that’s not as hard as he can hit because we’re going to have issues in the spanking department. Another smack comes except th
is time harder.
“Did you forget something?” The sound of our skin colliding and our breaths panting fills the room.
“No Sir, Harder.” Smack. “Harder. Another one comes and I’m pretty sure that one marked my ass a little. Now we’re talking. “Harder.”
“No. It’s my turn. Grab my balls. Play with them until I come.” Hayden has completely taken control and even though he has, he is still granting me the pleasures that I love. I do as I’m told and reach my arm between my legs fondling his balls. “I’m getting close. Fuck, we didn’t use a condom. I’m going to have to pull out.”
It isn’t until he brings it up that I realize I have been completely reckless. I don’t know this guy and for all I know he could have a different girl in his bed every night. How could I have been so stupid to not think of a condom? Knowing I can’t have any more kids and the damage is already done, there’s nothing I can really do about it now so I just choose to ignore my ignorance. “You really know how to try and kill a mood huh? I can’t have kids so you don’t need to worry on that end.” With those words, he combusts into me and presses harder holding my ass against him as he finishes his release.
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