Chapter 29
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Lilly
This is the first time that I’ve gone to The Dark Odyssey and I wasn’t working. I officially go back in two nights time. But this is a date.
I can’t believe I’m going to a sex club on a date with Christian Giordano. The hottest guy there, the most sexiest man alive.
Listen to me. It’s like I’ve lost my mind and gone crazy. It’s a good kind of crazy that makes my heart happy and my head kind of spin with delight.
Just for tonight I’m going allow myself a break. A break from worries and stress. Vera will be taking care of Rosie while I’m away tonight and she’ll stay over when I go back to work, so I don’t have to worry about Rosie. I know she’s in good hands.
I feel better in my mind and body and tonight I’m just going to try to be Lilly St. James. The carefree version of myself who was daring and adventurous. That version of myself is going to have fun tonight and explore the fantasy of the club. And the man.
As I step through the doors in my black kimono covering my lacy black slip and mask to match I feel like my old self and it’s a good feeling.
Christian wanted me to collect the traditional silver coin at the desk.
The coin at the club represents choice. Everyone gets one when they arrive. The tradition is, when you choose who you’ll be spending the night with you take off your mask if you want to reveal yourself and you give them the silver coin as a way of giving them permission to have you.
I smile when I see who’s waiting for me at the desk. It’s Mimi. She’s standing there with another lady. She looked like she was giving her some instructions before I came in.
“Look at you,” she beams walking around the side of the desk to give me a hug. “You look amazing.”
“Thank you,” I say.
She holds up a little black pouch and chuckles. “This is yours. Christian said you’d be wearing black tonight so I thought I’d make your pouch match.”
“I love it,” I answer taking it from her.
“Welcome to The Dark Odyssey. We hope you enjoy our masquerade parties. Our aim is to connect you with your wildest fantasies to thrill and excite you all at once in a place where you can just be you,” she says reciting the club’s motto.
It’s above me now as we speak written in gold letters on a glossy black plaque.
She smiles wider and continues. “When the masks go on and the lights go out, you decide what happens next. Have fun with your guy Lilly.”
I hug her again and as I do she really does feel like a friend.
“Thanks for everything Mimi,” I say when we pull apart.
She waves her hand motioning for me to continue down the marble path. I do, feeling like a new woman.
I’m supposed to meet Christian at the bar and he’ll take me to tonight’s fantasy.
I walk through the doors and step on to the dance floor. It’s packed like it always is and the people dance like they always do. The sidelines are full of sex like always, and I’m aware of the sexual energy that consumes the room.
What’s different is me. I feel like I can enjoy it and truly embrace the lure of a wild fantasy.
When I see my guy, I first of all decide I’m thinking of him as my guy and that spark that keeps flickering between us is something I won’t suppress tonight.
Tonight he’s wearing a mask. One of those Phantom of The Opera masks. His however is black with a gold trim around the edges.
He reaches for me when I get to him and we kiss. we kiss scandalous and wild. The kind of kiss that’s a prelude to wild, hot sex.
“Ready to go to the dark side with me, Angel?” he asks.
“I’m ready.”
The seductive smile he gives me sends a lance of fire through my body.
Taking my hand he leads me away. I expect us to go through the double doors that would lead to the sex dungeon but we don’t.
We walk toward a wall that has no door. When we get to it I gasp when I realize it’s an illusion.
There’s a curtain covering the entrance and when we go through it’s like being sucked into some fantasy world with an iridescent blue color that envelopes us.
“My gosh,” I rasp looking around. It’s not just blue there’s a mingle of purple too, but at intervals. “Where are we?”
“This is the hidden fantasy.,” he replies with a proud smile.
“Each of us has something we claim in the club. This is mine. My specialty is a little similar to Salvatore’s.
He does the lights and the outlandish attractions like the exhibitionist box.
I do these types of things. The forbidden.
Things you can’t touch. Like the angel dancing in my club. ”
I smile at that.
“That’s really cool. This is beautiful.”
“Glad you like it. You only find this area by chance. Most often it’s people who are forbidden and off limits to each other who find their way here.”
“Really? All the time?”
“Mostly.” He looks me over and tugs on my hand for me to follow.
As we walk down the path the light brightens making us the same color.
The music is mellow here. It’s still the same as what’s playing outside but turned down so low you can just feel the beat, but not hear the words of the song.
There also isn’t that many people around. There are couples here having sex blending in the with lights and scenery.
I’m stunned further when the path we’re walking on narrows and there a stream of purple water flowing on either side with pink lilies floating on the surface of the water and coy carp fish sprinting beneath. It’s magical. That’s what this place is. Magic.
The essence of magic comes full bloom when we walk into a bedroom that looks like it was pulled from ancient Greece.
There a pillars and a water fountain that flows back into the stream beyond us.
The blue and purple lights phase into a subtle glow as we step in so while it blends in, it’s not part of the room.
The room has its own wonder that’s truly breathtaking.
“This is one of the fantasy rooms,” he says.
“Looks like something from Greece.”
“It’s supposed to.”
“I like it.”
“Do you?”
I brush over his chest with my finger and he smirks. “You know I do.”
“Do you have your coin?” he asks.
“I do,” I reply and reach for the pouch. I take the coin out and hold it out in my palms for him to see.
“Good…”
He releases my hand and reaches into his pocket. When he pulls out his coin I smile.
“Your coin?”
“Mine, and I want to give it to you. But you must only take it if you choose me. If you choose me then I want you to give yourself to me. Heart body, mind and soul. That’s what I want.
I want you, Lilly. Taking my coin and giving me yours will be symbolic of that.
” I think about it and I realize I need to take a coin to choose him.
I already have. Tonight is outside anything we’ve previously had.
Tonight we could just be two people who want to spend the night with each other.
“I choose you, Christian,” I answer and he gives me his coin.
I take and hold out mine for him to take too.
He does and takes off his mask. I follow suit taking off my mask too. When he kisses me what was left of the walls around my heart crumbles away. Each block falls away and I fall with it.
Wild energy races over me, overshadowing my fear and I really do feel like my old self again. That Lilly wasn’t afraid of anything.
He picks me up and carries me over to the bed where we kiss the clothes off each other.
Naked we lay on the bed, feasting on each other, entangled in wild erotic pleasure that’s intoxicating and mind numbing. When his cock plunges into me branding me his, I do feel like his.
The way we touch each other is different, the way we kiss different too. something changed between us along the way and tonight is the result of that.
Tonight we’re making love…
* * *
“I want a kiss for that, Lilly St. James,” Christian says crooking his finger.
“For passing the sugar?” I ask playfully.
He glances over his shoulder, checking that the coast is clear then a wicked smile lights up his face.
“Doll, don’t push me,” he teases. “If Rosie was still asleep you’d be on this table with my mouth eating your pretty pussy. Come here now and kiss me.”
I walk over to him and lower to plant a kiss on his delicious lips.
We’re having a late breakfast. We got back from the club a little over an hour ago. Rosie was awake singing her songs from the Mickey Mouse Club House on top of her little lungs, and poor Vera was wiped out in desperate need of sleep.
Christian sent her home to rest. I felt bad. it seemed like she’d underestimated the power of a three year old.
I pull out of the kiss and Christian grabs my ass.
“I want this later when principessa is having her nap.”
“Okay,” I answer . this feels like it could be normal. Like this could be us.
Rosie runs into the kitchen and Christian releases me.
“Mama, I found an egg for Goosy in the library. It’s just like the egg Jack found up the beanstalk. Look,” Rosie bubbles.
I look at what she’s holding and it does indeed look like a little golden egg but something she shouldn’t be playing with. It looks like it’s made of glass and expensive.
“Rosie give that to me,” I call to her but she’s too busy in her excitement to hear me.
“Mama I wonder if it would splat like an egg,” Rosie chortles and the second she throws the egg up into the air my chest tightens.
“No!” Christian roars and the sound of his voice stabs through me freezing me in place with immediate fear.
In one swift move he gets up and snatches the glass egg from midair before it falls to the ground preventing it from smashing.
He golds it and Rosie bursts into tears.
He looks at her like he doesn’t know what to do with her and I look at him panicked because he scared me too.
I would almost believe I was looking at Miguel again, for the tone his voice took.
He used to scream at Rosie all the time for crying when she was a baby.
I snap out of the trance and go over to her to comfort her but she just cries harder.
I look to Christian and see him looking on, his face apologetic and that’s the only thing that distinguishes him from Miguel right now.
“I’m…” he begins but doesn’t finish. “I’ll be back in a while.”
I watch him walk away.
That egg got him worked up. I just don’t know why.
I feel terrible about it and like we’ve imposed in the way I hoped we wouldn’t.
He said he’d be back in a while but he doesn’t come back for the rest of the day.