52. Chapter 51
Leo
“What are the black rooms?” Ria asks, her irises blown wide, and I rest my hand on her thigh, caressing the muscles that tense underneath my touch.
My body is vibrating with energy and anxiety as I sit in the room I’ve sat in many times before and wished it was Ria sitting beside me.
When she came downstairs in that dress, I almost decided against this and stayed in, but it was her red lips that were painted for danger and lust that had my brain patting me on the back for planning this evening.
The image I have of my beautiful wife on her knees in this club designed for sin, the stain of that lipstick coating my cock, is a fantasy I want to come true.
She looks uncertain, but also by the way her chest is rising and falling, I know she’s turned on.
She wants this, but how far can I take her?
I’ll never push her further than I know she can take, but tonight could open her eyes and may be too much for her to handle.
Or it could be exactly what she’s been missing.
Taking a sip of my scotch, I wet my lips. “The black rooms are where you can create any scene you want.” Widening my legs, I settle her in between them and place both hands on her thighs, rubbing slowly but not too high. “And what I want tonight is to control your pleasure.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” she whispers, her voice shaky as she grabs her drink and takes a large gulp.
“There’s a two-drink limit, baby.” She nods and places her empty glass back down. “I want you to remember everything. This is for you. We’re here to celebrate you, but if I don’t get you in that room soon, we’re going to get kicked out for me touching you in here.”
“Is that not allowed?”
“No, baby, this space is not for that.”
“Okay, show me.” Her pupils are so dilated they’re almost black as she stands and threads her fingers through my hair. Lightly, I kiss her lips and squeeze her hips almost too tightly as she moans into my mouth, but it’s the sexiest noise as my cock starts to press against the zipper of my pants.
“Come with me,” I say in a hushed tone as I stand, and we weave through the crowd, my eyes zoned in on the black velvet curtain that hides the entrance to the black rooms.
Once I give the attendant manning the entrance my membership number, he lets us through and calls out, “Room five.”
Guiding her through the long corridor with large black wooden doors lining it, I hold my breath and concentrate on my knees not giving out as they knock and shake. When we reach room five, I turn the handle and guide Ria through with my palm resting on the small of her back.
“Oh my God,” Ria whispers. “It’s both stunning and sinful.”
She’s not wrong. The room is painted gunmetal gray with various hooks adorning the walls.
There is a large four-poster bed with a luxurious black canopy and matching black sheets, both with gold woven throughout to add a small amount of contrast. The cabinets are a deep mahogany and hold every item you could possibly need for maximum pleasure.
The lighting is low and enticing from the lamps placed around the room, but it’s the large floor-to-ceiling window that dominates the room.
Ria takes slow steps toward it and presses her palms against the glass.
“Have you ever watched?” Stepping behind her, I kiss her shoulder and grip her hips.
“No,” she says breathlessly.
“Been watched?” Shaking her head, she lets out a ragged breath.
“That’s not happening tonight. You’re mine tonight.
” Nipping her neck gently, I step back and flick the switch that fogs the glass so no one can see in and we can’t see out.
“Do you have any idea what this dress has done to me?” Trailing my fingers down the soft black fabric of the bodysuit, I toy with the zipper.
“Tell me, baby, did you wear this for you or for me?”
“Me.” She sighs as I slowly drag the zipper down.
“And the lipstick? Was that for you too?”
“No.”
“No?” The straps of the bodysuit fall away from her shoulders, and I caress her bare back.
“I wore that for you. I want you to see every place my lips touch tonight.” She effortlessly shifts so the top of her dress falls and passes her hips until it pools at her feet.
Swallowing as she steps out of the fabric, revealing her black lace thong, she turns to face me.
Her red-coated lips taunt me as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth.
“Get on the bed.” Her chest rises at my sharp tone, and I tweak her hard nipple when she doesn’t move. “Now, baby.” She whimpers as I roll her nipple between my thumb and index finger, then steps around me and perches on the edge of the bed.
“As much as I want those pretty red lips wrapped around my cock, I’ll wait.
” A self-satisfied smile tugs at my lips as she visibly quivers at my words.
I walk past her and reach inside one of the cabinets, pulling out some ties and a long vibrator.
“Lie back, baby.” She does as she’s told, and I kneel on the bed and take one of her hands.
I wrap the silk tie around her wrist, lightly stroking the tattoo there before kissing it softly and securing the tie to the silver hook positioned on the bedpost. I do the same with her other wrist and pepper her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone, and every part of her skin with kisses, but not her lips.
“You keep those lips perfectly unsmudged until I’m ready for you to mark me.
” She nods eagerly and I stand from the bed to remove my tie and my jacket, throwing them both on top of her dress.
Unbuttoning my shirt, I watch as she squirms, pulling against the ties.
“Don’t worry. I’ll relieve that ache soon.
” My shirt is added to the pile, and I pull my belt through the loops of my pants and remove them.
Standing in just my boxers, my throbbing cock peeking through the waistband, I resist the urge to relieve my own ache.
Lying next to her, I take the vibrator and switch it on to its lowest setting.
I bring it to the tip of her hard nipples, making her gasp and thrust her hips.
“Easy, baby, we’ve got all night.” Continuing to tease her, I circle each nipple before torturously slowly trailing it down her stomach to the apex of her thigh, still not touching her where she needs it.
“Please, Leo, stop teasing me.”
When I finally press the tip of the vibrator against her clit through the lace, she bucks and whimpers. Sensing her orgasm building, I pull the vibrator away and she groans and pulls harder against her restraints. “What are you doing? I was right there.”
“Patience.” Placing the vibrator down, I hook my fingers underneath the lace of her thong and allow the fabric to snap back against her pulsing clit.
Her eyes widen as she gasps. Smirking, I drag her thong down her thighs, revealing her dripping pussy.
My cock pulses and I resist the urge to bury myself deep inside her.
“Fuck patience. Please, Leo.”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she says quickly.
“Good.” Sliding down the bed, I pick up the remaining two ties and secure her legs to the hooks.
She is now completely at my mercy. Taking my boxers off, I have to pump my cock a few times to relieve the building pressure.
Turning the vibrator up a notch, I place it on her exposed clit, and her body lifts off the bed at the contact, but she is held in place by her restraints. “Do you need something more?”
“Yes,” she pants. “Please, I need… God, I need you to fill me up.”
Bringing the vibrator from her clit, she sags slightly, but when I push the vibrator slowly inside her, she tenses, her mouth hanging open as I work the toy inside.
“Fuck,” she whispers, throwing her head back as her hips push upward and I pulse the vibrator in and out of her.
Her pussy drips with her arousal as she bucks, and I hold the vibrator still as she chases her release.
“Come for me. Now, baby. Come now.”
“Fuck,” she screams as she convulses and thrashes against the mattress. As she comes down, I slowly remove the vibrator and throw it to the side before crawling up her body and straddling her chest.
“Open,” I demand as I press my cock, dripping with precum, to her plump red lips.
Eyes wide, she pauses before she opens, and I glide my cock inside.
Her lips wrap around me and she sucks. “Motherfucker.” Pumping faster, I rock into her warm mouth and she sucks harder.
Her eyes water, and I watch as her lips stain my cock.
Her perfect lips are now smudged, and my balls tighten and my legs almost give out as she moans and sucks me in deeper.
Pulling out and breathing heavily, I move to line my cock with her entrance and crash my lips down on hers as I thrust inside.
She can do nothing other than take everything I’m giving her as I pulse harder and faster inside her.
She moans into my mouth as I hit her G-spot, and her walls begin to spasm around me.
“That’s it, baby. Squeeze my cock.”
“Leo…” she cries, her whole body quivering and shaking as she comes undone.
“Fuck,” I roar as I come right along with her, white-hot heat flowing through me as she squeezes my cock and I pulse inside her.
Resting my head in the crook of her neck, I suck in deep breaths as I try to calm my racing heart. As I lift off her, she smiles, sated and relaxed, watching as I tenderly untie each tie and kiss where she’s been bound.
“You okay?”
“Never better.” She sighs. “You?”
“Perfect.”