I walked over to the bench, leaned over and laid my stomach across it. Wez came around the bench and when I looked up, I was eye level to his crotch. I could see the thick bulge in his black denim jeans as he anchored his hands at his waist.
“You’ve already brought an audience,” he said with satisfaction, moving around to stand behind me. I suddenly felt cool air when he pulled my skirt up to my waist.
He placed his warm hand on my lower back and the other on my ass cheek, rubbing and squeezing but not too hard.
“Spread those legs for me, pet,” he commanded, his voice deep.
I did and arched my back.
Smack!
I jumped and gasped at the first sting. It felt good.
His hand came down over my other ass cheek and he alternated, spanking me with the same consistency of pain and I knew my ass was getting redder by the second. After a few more minutes, it became much too painful and numb.
“Pink!” I yelped.
Wez stopped and feathered his fingers across my ass as the people who gathered to watch clapped.
I stood up, pushing my tight skirt down and inhaled deeply. Wez pulled me to him, rubbing my back with his hands. “I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, pet,” he said, taking my hand and placing it over the hard bulge in his jeans.
“I can feel how much it turned you on,” I whispered, squeezing his hardness.
His eyes were hungry as he hissed, “It was much better than how I fantasized.”
Just then, a pretty woman with red hair approached us holding hands with a tall, handsome dark-haired man wearing a black suit and a red tie. When Wez hugged the woman, I felt a pang of jealousy because she was tall and gorgeous, wearing a sexy and tight cream-colored dress. Wez introduced her as Emily. She smiled and shook my hand, then introduced us to her date whose name was Jack.
They both seemed nice and polite, but I could see this energy between Wez and Emily by the look in their eyes as they talked.
They’d been intimate with each other.
The unnerving feelings of insecurity crept in and settled in the pit of my stomach. I lifted my chin, clenched my jaw, and wrenched my hand away from Wez’s. I turned and stormed out of the club.
I pushed the entrance door of the club as people in line stared. I marched toward my car, turning to look behind me at Wez. His strides were much faster than mine.
“Get back here, you little brat!” he yelled. I unbuckled the leather collar and threw it at him. It thumped against his chest before landing in his hands. “What the fuck?”
“You’re such a goddamned whore!” I shouted.
Wez caught me around the waist, spinning me around and gripping my arms. “Are you jealous of Emily?”
I yanked my arms away. “You had sex with her!”
“Yes, I did a few times. She was a play partner of mine—before I met you! She’s also been a good friend. She’s now with Jack and wanted me to meet him tonight. But now I only want to play with you, Lillian. I want to do so many other things with you, not just play.”
My eyes welled up with tears. “The way you looked at Emily... I was just so jealous, Devon.”
I’m falling in love. I want us both to learn about each other, grow together.
He lifted my chin. “It’s only natural to feel jealousy. I like it because that means you care about me. Kink is in my nature and I’m a very possessive man. I must be the one in control in a relationship. The more time I spend with you, the more my feelings grow.” He cleared his throat. “I’m falling in love with you, Lillian.”
He wrapped the collar back around my neck and buckled it. “This collar is a gift. I bought it just for you.” I yelped when he bent down and scooped me up in his arms. “Now, I’ll show you how possessive I am and how fucking hard you got me.”
It was dark outside and not a person in sight as he carried me to his truck and put me down. Then he spun me around and I placed my hands on the hood. “What are you doing?” I asked, knowing already what he had planned and it excited me so much that my knees felt weak.
“Spread your legs, pet,” he commanded.
When I did, he yanked up my skirt and pulled my fishnets down. I cried out as he glided two thick fingers inside my slick center. “Just as I thought. That spanking got this pretty pussy nice and wet. So ready for my big, hard cock.”
When he slid his fingers out of me, I turned to look at him when he pulled out a condom from his pocket. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down along with his briefs, and slid the condom on his thick shaft.
He gripped my hips and with one hard thrust, he was deep inside me.
“Oh my God!” I cried out.
He was relentless, and he grunted, pulling all the way out and slamming back inside. Then he slowed down and slid out half-way. He reached around and pressed his fingers over my swollen, sensitive spot, and started to rub. I closed my eyes and my head fell back as I enjoyed the exhilarating way Wez made my whole body feel.
“You’re gonna come while I slam into your pussy, little pet,” he growled and I suddenly came undone, exploding with an orgasm and clamping my walls around him.
He sped up his pace again, fucking me the way I’d never been fucked before, the way I needed to be fucked. He growled when he came, and I felt him spasm and throb.
He pulled out of me and slid the used condom off. I giggled when he tossed it on the pavement behind the truck.
“I’m sure that’s not the first used condom in this parking lot,” I said as I pulled up my fishnets and yanked down my skirt.
Wez chuckled while he zipped himself up. I wrapped my arms around his waist and placed my cheek against his hard chest. I heard his heart pounding fast and felt all giddy and happy with this big beast of a man.
CHAPTER 11
WEZ
After several weeks of spending most of my time with Lillian, I learned so much more about her. Her favorite color was red; her favorite ice cream was chocolate chip. She loved strawberry Twizzlers and would live off that sweet liquorish if she were alone on a deserted island. One of her pet peeves were people who were always late to an appointment or date, or people who drove too slow in the fast lane on the highway. Lillian learned more about me too. She was very attentive, and I saw this change in her when we opened up to each other. There was no more of that snobby I’m-better-than-you attitude. She had this gleam in her eye when I talked about my experience and funny shit that happened at the Underground, or some dumb shit one of my Chaos brothers got into.
Lillian was a Virgo and I was a Leo and the signs were compatible. We were both serious and appreciated the rewards of working hard for what we wanted in life. And then there were times when my kidding around would help take the edge off Lillian when she’d had a bad day at work. But Lillian could really test my patience when it came to getting what I wanted, which was her. I wanted her body, her heart, and her mind.
Lillian finally decided on the tattoo she wanted—a dragonfly that I inked on her left hip, representing change, transformation, and self-awareness. If I had it my way, I would’ve inked up all the sexy places on Lillian’s body, but this was a start.
We skipped out of work one day and I left Seth to manage the shop since I didn’t have any appointments. He worked above and beyond what I expected of him at Mad Ink and also prospecting for the Chaos Kings. Rocky and Spider would soon gather all the brothers at the clubhouse to vote him in as a fully patched-in member, same as we did with Skully not too long ago. Our club was growing strong with good men who did the right thing. Being a Chaos King meant you belonged. It was tribal, same with the people I knew at the Underground. There was no judgment and you could be whoever you wanted to be without fear or feeling like an outcast.
I rode the bike to Lillian’s house and surprised her with a brand-new helmet. She dressed in a white tank top and jeans, with the new pair of riding boots she bought while shopping with Kat. But seeing her wearing the studded black l
eather collar I gave to her put a big smile on my face and a big hard-on in my jeans. She stood beside my bike and put the new helmet on.
Lillian arched her back, striking a pose. “So, do I look like a biker babe now?”
She held on to the helmet when I tightened my arms around her, kissing down her soft neck. “Wez, your beard tickles and you’re going to make my panties wet.”
I let her go and had to rub a palm down the front of my jeans. I snapped the new helmet on under her chin. She did look like a sexy carefree biker babe—one I’d fallen in love with. We climbed on the bike and rode west toward the mountains. It was a clear, warm day. The summer heat was on its way out and the chill of fall was taking its place in a few weeks. The rush of adrenaline was one of the best feelings as Lillian’s body was pressed against my back. We hugged the curves on the back roads and every once in a while, Lillian’s hands would roam. She’s playfully teased as they inched their way down my stomach down to the front of my jeans.
We parked the bike at the old diner that my Chaos brothers stopped in from time to time called the Knotty Pine. It’d been in business since the 1950’s and a stop we’d make every time because the food was good and the beer was ice cold.
The sun was going down when we pulled in and parked the bike at the clubhouse. Some of my Chaos brothers were already there to start the weekend with music, booze, and placing bets on some rounds of pool.
Magnet and Kat were there. Kat’s mother, Jean, was there too with her new boyfriend, Hank. He was one of Magnet’s coworkers and rode a Harley. Kat’s and Lillian’s mothers were polar opposites. The more I got to know Lillian, the more I understood why she was so uppity the first time we met. But she was finally free of her mother’s narcissism and hateful grip on her life. Lillian hurried into the clubhouse to give Kat and Jean a hug.
I played a few rounds of pool with Magnet while the girls chatted and laughed as they chose music from the high-tech juke box we had installed in the clubhouse. Skully and Tanya rolled in later, along with Gunner and Fiona. Lillian fit so well with the other Coven girls as they all huddled planning their next girl’s night out.
After a few rounds of shots, Gunner lifted Fiona on the bar so she could dance to some Buckcherry song. Then Magnet put Kat on the bar next.
“I wanna go up there and dance too!” Lillian said, shaking her sweet ass in those tight jeans.
I picked her up underneath her arms and planted her ass on the bar. She squealed and jumped up to dance with Kat and Fiona. I stood there and couldn’t take my eyes off Lillian as she danced and laughed, blowing me a kiss.
But then Skully hollered at me from the pool tables. “You’re up to play Gunner!”
“Fuckin’ hell.” I hardly ever won a game of pool. It just wasn’t a thing I was good at. But then nobody ever won a game against Gunner anyway. He was the shark.
I shook my head, tearing my eyes away from Lillian, to get my ass handed to me and lose some money.
EPILOGUE
LILLIAN
I woke up beside Wez. I propped my head on my elbow and looked down at him. He was so rugged and dangerously handsome, but he looked like a big teddy bear while he slept. I giggled then, remembering how my man-beast was the night before. He stripped me naked and then blindfolded me with one of my scarves. I could only hear and feel what he was doing and I trusted him completely. He used soft nylon rope to tie my wrists and ankles to the bed posts so that I was spread eagle on the bed.
“You’re all tied up, exposed for my pleasure. There’s nothing you can do about it, my little pet,” I heard him say and my nipples hardened just at the sound of his deep, hungry voice.
I felt safe but a little frightened and excited all at the same time. I was safe, though, because Wez knew my safe word was pink and if I said it, he would immediately stop playing the scene.
I felt an ice cube on my left nipple, then slide across to my right, making them both bead up tight. I inhaled deep when the ice cube slowly slid down my stomach as it melted its way down to my exposed pussy. Then the cube was pressed in between the folds of my slit.
“Mmm, your pretty pussy is so hot,” Wez groaned.
Then I heard a buzzing sound like in the dream I had. I yelped when a strong vibrating object was pressed on my sensitive clit. My hips rose off the bed when the vibration began to slide up and down my opening. I felt Wez’s warm hands tease and caress my nipples as the vibrating thing moved round and round, up and down. He wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t see. I could only hear and feel. I exploded, crying out again and again with multiple orgasms. I was breathing fast and heavy and the vibration was gone. I felt Wez’s huge body climb over me as I was tied down and at his mercy.
His hard, thick shaft slid inside me so easily. He was slow at first, driving into me, and I felt his lips clamp onto my beaded nipple. He sucked, then licked and teased it with his tongue as he fucked me. I squeezed my walls around his thick, hard cock. He roared his release, throbbing and squirting deep inside me.
Moments later, Wez slid out of me and the bed shifted when he began to untie the knots around my wrists and ankles. He pulled the blindfold off last and rolled me to lie on top of him, holding me tight. This was something he called “aftercare.” It was so important after a play scene to bring us both back to reality and help with our bonding, both physical and emotional.
“You’re all mine, Lillian. Mine to play with, mine to fuck, and mine to cherish. My pet.”
“Yes, my King. I belong to you. My body, my mind, and my heart.”
THE END
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