CHAPTER 15 #3
Edge moved forward, pushing her knees wide with his thighs. “You did well tonight, sweetness.”
“Thank you, Professor.” Her dark eyes were locked with his.
“Since I’m not one to make assumptions, I’m going to ask if you have any issues with the direction things are headed.”
“With the class?” she asked.
“That and with us.”
Jamie peered over at me momentarily, then turned her attention back to Edge. “No, Professor. No issues.”
“Good. As soon as I can, I’m going to have a chat with your brother. Let him know you’re in the class, and my full intentions regarding you.” He shot a quick look my way. “And with Cav. It’s only fair he knows.”
“May I ask what those intentions are?”
Good question. I wanted to know as well. For whatever reason, I felt as though I was on the outside looking in when it came to Edge. I had yet to figure out how to get on the same page with him.
Edge tilted her chin back, leaned down until his lips were hovering mere centimeters from hers. “I want you, Jamie. And while this is still in its early stages, I’m not second-guessing it. I’m not trying to explain it away or fit it into some neat little box.”
While I suspected he was saying that because he wanted it to be true, I wasn’t sure he actually believed it. Still, I held my breath, and I suspected Jamie did as well.
“I want you, Jamie. As a woman, a partner, and a submissive. The three aren’t mutually exclusive. While you’re here in the club, you’re our submissive. That’s a hard line I’m not willing to budge on.”
“I’d like that as well,” she said softly.
“I’d like that outside of the club, as well, but I can’t expect it. I realize that. And I won’t ask that of you. It’s a choice you’ll have to make.”
He leaned in, kissed her softly while I watched.
I did enjoy watching the two of them together.
Of course, my thoughts were constantly drifting, fantasies of the two of them together getting more erotic in nature.
I wanted to see Edge buried deep inside her while Jamie’s entire body went stone still as her orgasm consumed her.
Knowing I’d have an opportunity with them made it easier to accept. I appreciated Edge for laying it on the line. It took some of the guesswork out of it.
When Edge broke the kiss, he took a step back. “I know it’s been a chaotic few days. I’d like you to go home, get some sleep. I want you to text me when you get there. That way I know you’re safe.”
“Yes, Professor.”
He gave her a quick kiss before stepping out of the way and turning toward me. “After you walk her to her car, will you come see me?”
“Sure,” I told him.
I watched as Jamie hopped down from the desk, adjusted her skirt. She offered Edge a quick smile, then stepped toward me. I took her hand in mine, then led the way out of the office and down the stairs to the main floor.
When I went to remove the collar before we stepped outside, Jamie stopped me with a gentle hand.
“Can I please wear it for a little while?”
I nodded, then placed my hand at the small of her back and led her out into the parking garage.
It was close to capacity. Although the club remained open until midnight Tuesday through Thursday, it generally cleared out before then.
That wasn’t the case on Friday and Saturday, when the garage was packed to the gills until the two a.m. closing.
Before Jamie could open her car door, I turned her to face me, then backed her against it. Being as gentle as I could, I slid my hand beneath her hair, curled around her neck, and pulled her mouth to mine. I didn’t ask permission, and based on the way she kissed me back, I didn’t need to.
It wasn’t gentle, and it wasn’t sweet. This was a claiming. I took her mouth with mine, let her feel the heat coursing through me as I pressed intimately against her.
“I need you,” I whispered. “More than you know.”
“I need you, too,” she mumbled, leaning in when I would’ve pulled back.
The kiss continued, our tongues dancing, teeth nipping, my lungs working overtime to accommodate the need to consume her.
Still holding the back of her neck, I let my free hand slide down to her thigh. I inched it beneath her skirt, dipping my finger into the elastic band of her panties.
“I want to make you come,” I told her. “Right here.”
She panted roughly, nodding as her eyes darkened with the very same need crashing through me.
“Look at me,” I ordered when her eyes drifted closed. “I want you to look at me when I make you come.”
I pushed one finger inside her, the slick juices of her pussy allowing me easy entry.
“Cav…”
My dick throbbed, ached with the need to be inside her.
The fingers of my other hand slid into her hair, and I fisted it roughly, tilting her head back, ensuring she continued to look at me.
She whimpered when I pushed two fingers inside her.
It was then I realized there was no barrier to contend with.
While she hadn’t been penetrated by a man, I suspected she’d had some interactions with her toys.
Still, her pussy was like a vice, so hot, so fucking tight as it clamped down on my fingers.
I longed to slide my cock into the warmth of her body, to hear her cry out my name when she came.
“Fuck, Jamie…” I groaned, caught up in her. “Your pussy’s so hot.”
My hand moved faster, my fingers curving inside her, working to find her G-spot. I needed to feel her pussy clamp down on my hand, to watch her eyes turn black with desire as she came.
“Oh, God … Cav…” Jamie’s body went lax as she leaned against the car.
I pressed closer to her, ensuring she felt the weight of me as my hand tightened in her hair. As I fingered her hot, wet pussy, she consumed me in every way. I knew this would never be enough.
But it would have to be.
For tonight.
“Come for me, cupcake,” I growled softly. “Come on my hand.”
A broken cry fell from her lips as her pussy clutched my fingers.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over my fingers.”
She did, and it was such a beautiful sight.
I held her there, allowed her to ease down from the sensual high. Reluctantly, I pulled my fingers from her body but kept my hand fisted in her hair as I moved in to bite her bottom lip.
“No holds barred,” I whispered, licked the spot I bit before pulling back and staring into her eyes. “It’s now my mission in life to own you, cupcake. Mind, body… and soul.”