Cristiana Chapter 9
After a fantastic day spent with Reuben, and it wasn’t all spent in bed, I agreed to go with him to Lustz for the night.
He assured me that if I wanted to leave early, I could either hang out at Tajah and Mikhail’s apartment on the third floor, since they wouldn’t be there.
Or he’d get me home to his flat. I assured him there would be no need for either option, but he still insisted they were on the table.
I’d brought clothes with me that were nice enough to be worn there.
It wasn’t as sexy as my last outfit, but they weren’t anything to be embarrassed about.
This time, I wore a skirt with a pleated bottom, reminiscent of a schoolgirl’s uniform skirt.
It wasn’t so short that my ass hung out, but if I bent over at the waist far enough, you’d see up the back of it.
I paired the skirt with a cute sparkly tank and high-heeled boots.
When Reuben saw me, his response was instantaneous.
A deep growl rumbled out of my man, then he stalked toward me with a hungry expression. “That’s it, I’m calling off tonight. The club will have to live without me. No way can I take you there and leave you alone.”
“I’ll be fine, but if it makes you feel better, I’ll stick with you.” I offered.
“It won’t work because whether you’re with me or not, I’ll be thinking about this and you and will be so horny I won’t be able to think. I’ll drag your ass to my office or the apartment, or a room, and fuck you silly. So see, it’s best if we just skip all that and stay here, naked.”
I laughed then squealed as he lunged at me, wrapping me in his arms. His mouth took mine.
As we kissed, one of his hands slid down my back, over my ass, and underneath the back of my skirt.
He then slid it upward. Reuben tore his mouth away from mine when he felt around and discovered what I was hiding.
“Jesus Christ, how the fuck can you expect me to work or think when you look like this and have no goddamn panties on, Cristiana?”
The desire burning in his gaze made me want to moan and agree to us staying home, but he had to be there. Sheila needed to be off tonight.
“You’re tough. You can handle it,” I told him.
“What do I get if I go to work?” he countered.
“Remember what we talked about early this morning?” I hinted. His eyes smoldered even more as he nodded.
“I’ll give you that whenever and wherever you want,” I whispered as I ran my hands up his chest to cup his neck.
He groaned. “She’s gonna kill me,” he muttered, then spoke louder. “Deal. But don’t make me too crazy. If anyone gets too interested tonight, I’ll be cracking heads and breaking all kinds of body parts.”
“Carino, we talked about that already. I’ll have the beads changed out. Anyone thinking they want to get close and personal will see that I’m taken and not willing to mingle,” I reminded him.
We’d both wear a red and black striped bead on our right wrist to indicate we were in a monogamous relationship.
On my left wrist would be a hot pink one, to show I was a submissive, while Reuben wore his hot pink one on his right wrist, showing he was a Dom.
There were others we could have added to depict our kinks, but since we were committed and unwilling to play with others, there was no need to include them. We knew what each other wanted.
“When Sinner, Sawyer, and Iker see you’re beaded up and with me, they’ll stay in line. I’m not sure about Atlas and Odin. I don’t know them as well. And as for that shit stain, Rhys, I don’t trust him. He’ll need a close eye kept on him if he’s there.” Reuben frowned.
“He’d be stupid to risk a confrontation with you. If he’s there and approaches me despite the beads, then I’ll make it clear to him that I’m taken and with you. We don’t share,” I reinforced.
“I have no doubt you will, but I’m doubtful he’ll listen. I’ve met more than a few of his kind over the years,” Reuben answered.
“Don’t borrow trouble. He might surprise you. Now, are you ready to go?” I asked as I gathered my jacket—a short black leather number—and my handbag.
Reuben went to the bedroom before we left and came back carrying a small bag. When I asked him what was in it, he smiled and said it was a surprise.
I was amused as he continued to grumble as he led me from the flat and secured the door behind us. Reuben’s commentary on why working ruined our fun and that he’d have to resort to beating asses off men tonight kept me entertained for the drive.
The ride down to the car and then the drive to Lustz was made as swiftly as possible.
Since it was a Saturday evening, there were a bunch of cars on the road.
However, he timed it so we made it there with plenty of time to spare.
As the manager, he was salaried and could arrive or leave when he wished, but I knew he took pride in being present for the staff and Mikhail.
Reuben wasn’t one to shirk his duties and skate along to get his check, no matter how he talked about playing hooky.
As we rode the elevator from the private parking garage at Lustz up to the first floor, I was excited.
But for some reason, there was an uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.
I didn’t know the cause. Rhys struck me as a nuisance, not a threat, so I didn’t believe it was him.
What else could it be? I had no clue. Reuben’s hold as we exited the elevator made me feel cherished and protected, yet not smothered.
I focused on that rather than my vague disquiet.
Our first stop, no surprise, was to get our beads situated. The woman manning that post was a lady in her late forties named Babs. She was sweet, with a smile and kind words for everyone, from what I’d seen.
“Evening, Babs. How are you tonight?” Reuben asked.
I stood quietly at his side. I was looking forward to seeing how he worked. I knew he’d be smooth and considerate. Her smile widened.
“It’s been great, so far, Reuben. Can I get you or the lady anything?” she asked, flashing her smile at me.
“Yes, we need the red and black striped bead for both of us,” he told her.
The way her eyes widened, it was clear that Reuben had never done this when she was around. She sat there for a few moments before responding.
“You want two monogamous relationship beads?” Babs verified.
“That’s right. This woman has shown me there’s more in life when I’m with her,” Reuben confessed without hesitation, causing me to hug myself closer to his arm. He had a smile and a squeeze ready for me.
“Congratulations to both of you. I’m so happy for you. He needs a good woman to keep him in line,” Babs said, winking.
Reuben protested the need while Babs and I teased him. As we sorted out the bead situation, we chatted with Babs about various things. Reuben asked about her family. When we were done and wished her a great night, I left feeling more at home there.
“Before I start my rounds, we need to go to my office first to take care of something. You’re still good to come with me on my trek?” he asked.
“I am. Lead away,” I told him.
He returned greetings along the way but didn’t stop to chat. He called out to people that he’d catch them later. None of them seemed offended. When we got to his office and entered, I heard him close the door. I turned when I heard him lock the door.
“Why are you locking the door, Reuben?”
“I have something for you that I believe will make you feel so good and help prepare you for tonight. Go stand in front of my desk and bend over, putting your upper body on it,” Reuben commanded softly.
His tone had grown lower. The way he said things was in a low, melodic tone.
It had a hypnotic quality and the ability to convince people to do anything he asked.
Before I consciously knew it, I’d done as he asked. With me bent this way, he had a clear line of sight to my asshole and pussy. That made my slickness start.
“Fuck, I want that, but I have to behave. I want you to grip the edge yet relax your body,” he murmured.
“I can do that, but why?” I asked.
“You’ll see.” Reuben rummaged in the bag he brought, and I gasped when he unpacked a butt plug, a harness, and a bottle of lube.
“I know it’s been a little while since you’ve been with someone, even for play. I don’t want to hurt you unnecessarily, but I’m dying to take your ass tonight, if you still want it. If you do, this will help stretch you for our first time,” Reuben explained.
“God, yes, put it in,” I pleaded.
I remained bent over but looking over my shoulder.
He ensured the plug was inserted into the belt, which would help hold it in if I got lazy and relaxed my muscles.
He thoroughly coated the entire butt plug in lubricant.
I knew walking around with something in your ass wasn’t easy.
Believe me. I tried. When I was almost ready to break and plead with him, he spoke again.
“Bebé, spread your ass cheeks for me.” Reuben’s voice sounded soothing, like a voice you’d use to compel someone to do anything you wanted.
I obeyed. When my cheeks were stretched far enough to see all of my private domain, Reuben moaned.
“Goddamn, it’s prettier than before. Hold them and breathe normally. I’ll go slow,” he promised me.
I took a couple of deep breaths and then consciously relaxed my body.
I slightly jumped when the wet, somewhat cold object rested on the opening of my asshole.
Reuben rubbed it in circles, then slowly began to insert the plug.
It was tight as I expected it’d be. It had been a while since anything had been inside me there.
It wasn’t as enjoyable doing it alone. He worked the plug back and forth, advancing more with each thrust.