Chapter 6
Thandie~
I was beyond poking the bear, but I was also past playing games.
If Beck wasn’t going to volunteer himself for this experience, then I wanted him to leave me in peace.
If he wasn’t going to break all the rules with me, then I wanted him to go back to treating me like his little sister’s annoying best friend and nothing more.
“And is that what you want?” he asked. “A man who disregards the rules?”
“No,” I answered honestly. “I want a man who’s not afraid to disregard the rules if the occasion calls for it, and there is a difference, Beck. Now, let’s pay attention to the nice instructor.”
Before he could yell at me some more, the instructor was giving us a quick rundown of how the safety bot worked.
“The safety bot is already programmed with the standard consent range of green, yellow, and red. However, if you prefer your own safe word, you can program it into the safety bot with only a quick recap recording. If you find yourself in a position where you need to use your safe word, once it’s called out, your partner will immediately stop his or her participation.
However, in the event that they do not, say your safe word a second time, and then security will intervene immediately. ”
“Sounds simple enough,” I murmured.
“Yeah, right,” Beck huffed.
“Now, if you choose to engage in a more restrictive option of play and cannot verbally use your safe word, all the bindings come with a finger loop that will activate a light sequence when touched, signaling to your partner,” the instructor went on.
“However, if your partner doesn’t cease action immediately, keep pressing on the sensor loop, and then security will intervene immediately. ”
I looked over at Beck. “Well, that answers your question about the ball-gag.”
He just ignored me as the instructor continued.
“Finally, if you choose to engage in the darker side of BDSM, please note that there is a first-aid kit and aftercare kit located in the armoire in the corner of the room. However, if you need more assistance than what the kits can provide, please contact the bar staff immediately. Thank you, and we hope you enjoy the show.”
As soon as Beck looked back my way, I said, “Well, if you ask me, that sounds about as safe as a girl can get.”
Beck’s piercing blue eyes clearly showed that he disagreed. “And what about the rest of it?”
That threw me for a loop.
“The rest of what?”
Just then, in a move that I never would have expected, Beck placed his right hand on my leg, then let it slide seductively over my knee until it was actually underneath my dress.
Since I didn’t have any stockings on, I felt the heat from his palm all the way down to my toes and everywhere else.
His hand was also a bit rough, which surprised me.
Being a doctor, I had assumed that his hands would be soft, but maybe all that handwashing was tough on the skin.
“So, the place has your safety covered, but what about the rest of it?” he repeated as his hand slid a little bit higher, me doing nothing to stop his familiarity. “What if the lucky stranger that you get paired with doesn’t know how to make it feel good for you?”
Suddenly, the room felt a lot smaller than before, and I could feel the heat from his touch searing me from deep within. “It’s not that hard to please a woman if you’re just astute enough to pay attention, Beck,” I replied a bit breathlessly, the tables turned as Beck was the one teasing me now.
Beck’s eyes held mine as his hand traveled further, not stopping until his thumb was just a breath away from touching me where I needed him to. “And what should I pay attention to most, Thandie?” he asked. “What your mouth says or how your body reacts to my touch?”
While I was sure that he could see the answer written all over my face, the fact that I had feelings for this man made this situation a lot more complicated than it should be.
His sister was my best friend, and our families had become very close over the years, and so I didn’t want there to be any misunderstandings about what was happening here.
If he wanted nothing more than a one-night stand, I could accept that.
I had no problem playing any game that came my way as long as I knew the rules; I hated being blindsided.
“That depends,” I answered, my voice still sounding a bit raw.
“On what, baby?”
That was the second time that he had called me that, only it sounded more personal this time, and I couldn’t lie and say that it didn’t sound good coming from him.
“If this is a one-night stand, then definitely pay attention to how my body reacts,” I told him. “If this is leading to more, you should probably pay attention to both.”
With that permission, Beck’s hand finally slid higher, and when his thumb slipped inside my panties, I did nothing to stop him. Instead, I leaned back on the couch, the armrest propping me up, and I spread my legs just a bit wider, the invitation to explore my body loud and clear.
“Tell me what you like,” he said, his thumb sliding through my pussy lips like this was normal. “Tell me what your favorite thing is, baby.”
Being a Black woman, I had lots of curves, my chest being way more than a handful.
So, one of the things that I enjoyed most was when a man played with my tits, and it was sexy as hell when one came all over them.
There was just something tantalizing about all that milky white mess painted over my dark skin.
In fact, I was a big fan of a man cumming on me wherever he wanted to.
So...
“I like it when a man plays with my tits,” I answered honestly.
“I like it when he holds them, sucks them, pinches them, whatever.” Beck’s blue eyes flared with my confession, and it was easy to see that the good doctor wasn’t as reserved as he looked.
“But I like it when a man comes on them the most. I like getting dirty, Dr. McKenna.”
Done with teasing me, Beck slid two fingers inside my wet pussy as he said, “Tell me that you want me to cum on you, Thandie. Tell me that it’s me who you want, so that there’s no confusion later.”
“Your fingers are already inside my pussy, Beck,” I pointed out. “I’m pretty sure that says it all.”
“Tell me,” he repeated, his voice deeper and grittier.
“I want you,” I obeyed. “It’s you that I want.”
“What else?” he demanded as his fingers began to work inside me, the slick sounds of my wetness drowning the scene in the other room.
“I want you to cum on me,” I practically panted as he slid a third finger inside me.
Leaning over me some more, he said, “Cum on my fingers, baby. Cum on my fingers, and then I’ll give you all the dick that you can handle.”
My hands shot out to latch onto his arm as he worked my pussy, his fingers dancing deliciously against that sweet spot that most men never bothered to look for. I was also soaking his hand, so I could only hope that they sanitized these rooms after each show.
“I’m here for more than just dick, Beck,” I reminded him.
“Oh, I haven’t forgotten,” he replied wolfishly. “You want to be tied up and rendered helpless as I explore every fucking inch of you.”
Sweet Jesus.
Moving my hips to help get me there faster, I clarified what I wanted from him. “You’re almost correct.”
“What am I missing, baby?” he asked as he shoved his fingers deeper inside me, pushing me to the edge.
“I want to be driven out of my mind, Beck,” I told him. “I don’t want to be able to think about anything but what you’re doing to my body. I want you to erase every stressful thought from my mind.”
“Jesus fuck,” he growled before his other hand snaked around the back of my neck, the man yanking me upward for a kiss that I felt to my toes.
After all these years, Beck McKenna was finally kissing me, and if that wasn’t enough, he had his fingers working me towards an orgasm that I desperately needed.
I also wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to make it to the participation room.
While I wanted to be tied up and experience something new, I wanted Beck inside me more than I wanted to explore something that could wait until next time.
After all, it wasn’t like I couldn’t come back later if this did turn out to be a one-time thing.
“Cum for me, baby,” Beck ordered against my lips, “Cum on my hand, so that I can finally fuck that sweet cunt of yours.”
“Don’t stop...” I panted, almost there.
“Not until your body is trembling for me,” he vowed, and it wasn’t minutes later that my body was straining with the release of so much damn pent-up desire for this man.
“Beck...” I choked out as I came, my pussy contracting around his fingers, him forcing me to take them as I rode my orgasm out. “Oh, God...”
“Not God, baby,” he hissed lowly. “Me...it’s me that’s making you cum all over my hand.”
Yes...yes, it was.