Cristiana Chapter 2
Cristiana:
My heart raced, and I felt as if it would beat out of my chest. This night had been out of the ordinary all around.
Having so many guys paying attention to me at once was extraordinary in itself.
But to have Reuben telling me about his feelings and then asking about mine, scared and exhilarated me.
I was scrambling to decide what I should say.
Spending time tonight with all those attractive men had been a boost to my ego.
And after the past few months, it was both welcome and scary.
I had moved here to get my life back on track.
I couldn’t ignore that part of me, the part that needed a place like the House of Lustz and the things it could give me.
I’d discovered a few years ago that dating regular men wasn’t enough for me.
When I admitted what I wanted to explore, if only to myself, I’d gotten the courage to seek it out.
I conducted extensive research online before selecting a place.
I found the best kink club in the Memphis area and asked to join.
From there, I’d explored the side of me I’d never had the freedom to talk about, let alone let out.
While some might go wild, experiencing everything they could, I took my time slowly.
It was like the way I was doing at Lustz.
And when I found someone I felt attracted to and comfortable with, I explored it.
In the three years at my old club, I’d been with two Doms for a year each.
We played and had sex. While with each of them, we were monogamous in both play and sex.
If we’d been just casual players, then I wouldn’t have cared if he had other play partners.
There was a third guy, but I refused to dwell on him.
Reuben’s hand rubbing across the back of mine soothingly brought me out of my head.
He was anxiously staring at me. He was waiting for me to answer him.
A part of me wanted to lie and tell him he wasn’t anyone I would be interested in.
However, the other part of me silenced that side.
The greater one shouted that I was very into Reuben and wanted to throw caution to the wind.
“Cristiana, please say something,” he said softly.
To see a man like Reuben, one I knew without a doubt was extremely alpha and a Dom, appearing so unsure about my answer—and, if I wasn’t wrong, someone who would be extremely upset if I wasn’t interested in him—made me take a giant leap.
So much for studying and spending time checking out everyone and everything at the club.
“Reuben, you know you’re handsome, sexy, and a man who undoubtedly has had a lot of partners and has women throwing themselves at you constantly. Not to add to your ego, but yes, I find you interesting in a lot of ways, and not all are platonic.”
“Thank fuck,” he muttered. Before he said more, I continued.
“But that doesn’t mean what you want is the same thing I want.
I can tell you’re a Dom. What kind exactly, I’m unsure.
And I’m a submissive, but not a twenty-four-hours-a-day type.
Physical attraction isn’t the only consideration.
What each of us wants from the Dom/sub relationship is a big part of it, but there’s more. ”
This time, when I paused, Reuben took over. “You’re right. We also need to get to know each other and understand our individual needs and wants. I’m more than willing and eager to do that. Are you? Will you see if we can make something out of this?”
I took a deep, calming breath before I answered. God, was I about to make a bigger mistake than last time? My gut wasn’t tight like it had been before, when I should’ve paid attention to it. There were butterflies in it, but not roiling sickness.
“First, I have to make a couple of things clear. If these aren’t possible, then there is zero need for us to go further,” I told him.
“Go ahead, tell me,” he said. Reuben had scooted closer until our knees were touching. He still had a hold of my hand.
“I’m not looking for a casual play partner.
I don’t play with multiple Doms at the same time.
I’ve never been with a Dom where sex wasn’t part of it.
But that wasn’t because I refused to consider it.
Regardless of which type you’re seeking, know this.
If you want us to both play and be sexually involved, then I insist on monogamy while we’re together.
That means monogamy in both play and sex.
If that’s not doable, then we’ll stop here. ”
I stopped to let what I said sink in and to allow him to consider it. For some, this was a deal-breaker. They wanted to have multiple play and sex partners. I didn’t judge them if they did. I just knew it wasn’t for me.
I gasped as Reuben tugged me toward him.
With our knees touching as they were, I automatically opened my legs to make room, which brought me to sit barely on his knees when Reuben tugged harder, bringing me closer.
He brought my hands up to his mouth. His tongue came out to caress my knuckles.
I shuddered. I was hot from sitting close to him.
Having his tongue on my skin and me on his lap drove the flame higher.
“Cristiana, I want you to listen carefully to me. I’ve played with more than one sub at a time and had more than one sexually at the same time.”
As his words registered, I attempted to yank my hands free and slide backward off his lap. Reuben held me there.
“Don’t move,” he commanded.
I stopped and obeyed because of the commanding tone he used. It made my inner sub do it, even if he wasn’t my Dom.
“Good girl. You didn’t let me finish. As I said, I’ve had multiple partners for both. And there have been times of exclusivity, though they were at my insistence. I never gave it back. What I’ve never had was an exclusive one for both play and sex with a woman. And there’s been a reason for it.”
“Because you want variety,” I guessed.
“No, that’s not why. It’s because no woman has ever ensnared me enough to want her to distraction and to desire more than the life we lived while here at Lustz.
I had no outside interaction with them. It was always here at the club.
When we walked out of Lustz, we went our separate ways.
I didn’t want or need them in the other parts of my life.
I wasn’t looking to make them my girlfriend or wife. ”
Why was he telling me all this? He needed to cut to the chase. Reuben Davila wasn’t interested in forever. He wanted only a piece of his life shared with someone, and on his terms.
“Reuben, you can stop right there—no need to give me the long-winded explanation. You and I don’t want the same things. I’d appreciate it if you’d let me go so I can leave. I’ve had enough for tonight. I want to go home.”
Before I was able to stand, he yanked me to him, crushing my chest to his.
I opened my mouth to protest, but my words were cut off by his mouth coming down on mine.
The kiss, which I expected to be harsh, wasn’t.
Reuben whispered his lips back and forth over mine.
He then pressed our mouths together several times before his teeth gently grabbed my bottom lip.
He tugged on it a few times, nothing painful, then his tongue licked it.
My hands, which had come up to his shoulders to shove him away instead, rubbed against his shirt.
I could feel his hard muscles through it, and his kissing had me panting within seconds.
I had the insane desire to strip off his shirt and to rub my hands all over his skin and to thrust my tongue into his mouth to seek his.
Gentle was good, but hard and hungry could be even better.
Both sensations fed my inner sub. For me, it was all about my senses.