Chapter 3
Chapter Three
Nico
For a moment, I wonder what the fuck I’m doing.
I just broke up with my girlfriend and my first move is to run to a sex club?
Kind of sleazy. Then again, I never planned on any of this.
I didn’t even know it was a sex club until I was inside.
Then, I told myself I’d grab one drink and leave.
Curiosity is what led me upstairs and when the guy mentioned a bondage demonstration happening, well, I can’t exactly tell you what led me towards it.
I definitely didn’t come upstairs with the intent of hooking up with anyone.
That was the last thing on my mind. A few scotches later and one hypnotic red head making eyes at me from behind her mask and…
this is a bad idea, right? Rebounding like this, within hours of a breakup is not only frowned upon, its gross.
That’s not stopping me for cupping the soft hand attached to the beautiful red head as I guide us down the hall.
I can practically feel her excitement running through her, or maybe it’s my own.
I haven’t felt anything so…connective, ever, I think.
That display was in front of dozens of strangers and it still felt like we were the only two in the room.
Every wrap of the rope around her creamy skin, every brush of my finger against her only had the anticipation building and building.
Who the fuck am I kidding? Us going into this room isn’t a choice, it’s not a decision either of us are making. It’s a need.
When we get to the golden door, I wave the card the demonstrator handed me over it, and the lock whirrs to life, clicking open as I push inside.
I hear a soft gasp escape the woman beside me as she looks around the room.
Gilded walls, cream white carpet, a golden bedspread and a large chandelier fill the space.
It’s nothing too extravagant from what I’ve seen but I can’t help but admire the way this beautiful woman’s eyes sparkle behind her mask as she takes it all in.
Fuck, I’ve missed that. In a partner but also in myself.
I miss appreciating the little things, seeing the beauty in something others could take for granted.
When those bright green gem colored eyes land on me, I push the door shut behind her, closing the distance as I once against cup the back of her neck. She turns to putty in my hands, melting into my touch in a way that is so goddamn responsive it has my cock hardening in an instant.
Her red full lips, almost the color of her hair, tug into a soft smile as I lean over her, ghosting my mouth just over hers as I speak.
“I’m giving you an out. This is your only chance to walk away. If you don’t, for tonight, you’re mine.”
Her eyes attempt to search for mine but we’re too close to truly make eye contact.
“I’m not going anywhere,” she whispers.
My lips press to hers in the next moment, that same euphoric rush from before thrumming through me, more so now that we don’t have an audience. I prefer my encounters to be intimate, not putting on a show.
Her silky tongue runs along mine and I quickly wrap it up with my own, nipping at her lip as I back her up to the bed.
She falls backwards and I chase after her, crawling on top of her as I begin peppering kisses up and down her neck.
She sighs into me, arching her back as I slip my hand under her, taking every opportunity to press her soft body against my own.
God fucking damn.
Tearing my mouth away from hers, I push off the bed as I turn to move across the room. Slowly, I begin undoing my jacket and waistcoat as I speak.
“Get undressed, quickly. I’m not a patient man.”
Once I’m down to only my boxers and my mask, I turn to face her and almost freeze in place.
Fuck. She’s perfect, flawless. Soft curves, lush tits and a dusting of freckles across her body that are just begging to be licked, sucked and kissed.
Every last one of them. If I had all the time in the world that’s all I’d spend my life doing, tracking down every single freckle and giving it the attention it deserves.
Unfortunately for both of us, we don’t have all the time in the world.
We have tonight, one night, and I don’t intend on wasting it.
Glancing over to the ‘wall of treasures’ I suppose you could call it, I reach for the black rope.
It’s soft to the touch and there are several sets of it so I can do what I plan to.
Of course when I discovered years ago that I may have a bondage kink, I did an extensive amount of research into it.
I taught myself several ties and practiced until I had it perfected.
Then when I brought the idea up to Carly, she flipped.
She couldn’t get away from me fast enough, told me she didn’t want a part of my rape fantasies.
When I tried to explain to her that bondage has absolutely nothing to do with rape she ran out of the room and wouldn’t talk to me for an entire day.
That effectively squashed my desire to ever bring it up with a partner again.
Maybe that’s why this woman is so appealing. There is no discussion or persuasion. She knows what she’s signing up for and she looks more than ready. Eager, even. That’s what I fucking want to see. What I crave.
Closing the distance between us, I snatch her two wrists up before placing them above her head. I begin with a simple double column tie, fashioning a sort of rope handcuffs that have a single tethering point down the middle that I fasten to the headboard above her.
Her arms being pushed into the air force her tits to lift and I can’t help but bend down, capturing a nipple into my mouth as my tongue begins swirling around it, my teeth nipping against it in a way that has her bucking.
“Fuck!” she whines, rubbing her thighs together.
I glance down to see her continuing to move her thighs together, desperate for the friction as I release her nipple from my mouth. She moans in what sounds like protest before I climb onto the bed, crawling between her legs as I push them apart.
“Open yourself for me,” I command.
She parts her legs further, showcasing her perfect pussy.
Goddamn. I’ve never seen a prettier pussy in all my life.
Even from several inches away, I can smell her arousal, and it does something to me.
Has the beast inside me beating its chest as I rest my face against her inner thigh, taking a deep inhale as I groan.
“You smell like heaven. Let’s see if you taste like it.”
Flattening my tongue, I run a long line through her before coming up to her clit, running a soft circle around it before pulling away. Her flavor rests on my tongue and a growl rips through me.
Yep, fucking heaven.
A soft little moan escapes her, and it has me wanting more.
Again and again I lick and suck her, earning sweet mewl after mewl from her before I push a finger inside.
She squirms at the intrusion, her hands tugging on the rope as I tut against her clit, purposefully letting my lips drag against it as I do.
“You need me to stop?” I check in.
She looks down at me in outrage. “Fuck no! Don’t stop.”
I smirk at that, chuckling before I go back to finger fucking her and feasting. Shit, I could eat this cunt for breakfast, lunch and dinner and never have enough. She’s so delicious, so tight, so perfect.
My cock begins to leak pre-cum as I feel her begin to spasm around my finger, her movements becoming jerky as she squirms.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” the red headed beauty cries out as she begins coming.
My tongue moves down, eagerly lapping up every drop she’s willing to give me as her orgasm slowly fades. I suck on her clit once more for good measure before releasing it with a wet pop.
She cries out, a mixture of pain and pleasure as I push up from the bed. Staring at me in a daze, her head lulls between her arms as I grab more rope, pulling each leg towards each bed post before tying those securely as well.
I’m torn between shoving my cock down her throat like this and sinking inside her. I then quickly decide that I can get my cocked sucked by anyone, but I won’t always get to experience a pussy like this.
I’m assuming she’s from the area. How insane do you think she’d paint me if I set up an arrangement for her to come visit me in Boston sometime? Even for a weekend. I haven’t been inside her yet and I can already tell that I’ll need more.
Pushing down my boxers, I climb in between her legs, pushing the tip of my cock to her when I pause.
Fuck. One of the club rules, the only rules they have is suiting up, always.
I haven’t worn a condom in years, and I’m half tempted to say fuck it.
But I don’t know this woman, she doesn’t know me.
For both of our sakes, it’s better if I do.
My eyes move around the room before pausing on the side table with a bowl of condoms at the ready.
Shit, it’s like they know everyone goes through this internal warring.
Leaning over her, I grab a condom, tearing the packet open with my teeth and quickly rolling it on before tossing the wrapper to the side.
Once again resuming my position where my tip is just barely pushing against her, my eyes come to hers. We don’t say anything, we don’t need to. Just having her eyes on me, so willingly, so obeying, it has me pushing inside her in the next moment.
All of the air in my lungs is stolen, snatched straight from my chest when I press into her fully. Fuck.
A soft whimper echoes through her as her fingers curl into themselves and her toes begin to wiggle. I love this effect I have on her, what just my touch does to her, what being inside her makes her do.
Pulling my hips back, I push inside her once more, again and again, repeating my motions until I find a perfect rhythm. She tries to match me, but she can’t do much but take everything I give her. And fuck, does she take me so goddamn well.
I feel her begin to tremble around me already. Shit, she’s so fucking easy to get off.
Definitely don’t hate that.
“Fuck!” she moans as she begins spasming around me, her sweet moans shaking the walls as she bucks and thrashes against the bed.
I fuck her through her orgasm and when she finally can catch her breath, she shakes her head.
“I don’t think I can do much more. I don’t think I can take much—”
“You will take what I give you. Relax and just feel,” I say as I roll my hips.
A small sound escapes her, but she shakes her head as she pulls at the restraints uselessly.
“I can’t, I don’t think I’m able.”
Something about her words feels like a challenge as my hand comes down to her clit, rubbing tight small circles against it.
“C’mon,” I say through clenched teeth. “Give me one more.”
She moans but still shakes her head as I pull my hand back and smack her clit. Her eyes fly open in surprise as I rub quick circles against her clit again, spanking it once more.
“Oh god!” she cries out.
“Give me one more, baby. I know you have it for me. C’mon, be my good girl,” I say, my thrusts becoming more violent, my words becoming more demanding until I’m spanking the fucking shit out of her clit.
She screams and bucks against me like she wants to get closer and away from me all at once before my last smack comes. I can practically see her vision go black as she lets out a moan like nothing I’ve ever heard before. It goes right down to my cock and has my balls emptying inside her.
My cock twitches and jerks as her pussy literally milks every fucking drop out of me. Our bodies move together in a perfect symphony. Euphoria like I’ve only ever wished for slams into me as I slump over on top of her, our sweaty skin sticking together as we gasp in heavy breaths.
I don’t know how long we lay there for before I slowly crawl off her, disposing of the condom before freeing her from the bed.
She rubs her wrists gently as she is freed and I take her hands from her, replacing her fingers with my own as I slowly begin massaging the sensitive skin to help restore blood flow.
May have gone a little too tight this time.
Oh well, there is always next time. Because with her, I have to have a next.
She wiggles herself into my lap, our bodies wrapped around one another as I continue rubbing her wrists. A sweet sigh escapes her as she seems to nuzzle against my chest and I don’t hate it, not like I should. Not at all.
“I’m heading home in the morning. I’d like you to come visit me some time,” I say in the quiet room.
She turns her head to look up at me.
“Where is home?”
“Boston,” I answer.
Her eyebrows raise. “So, what you’re saying is that you want me to fly all the way across the country just so we can hook up again?”
I don’t say anything because she knows that’s exactly what I’m asking. She gives me a dubious look before it melts into a teasing smirk.
“How could I say no to that?”