31. Zombie
THIRTY-ONE
ZOMBIE
The week dragged on as I waited for Friday to come and finally, we were walking into the members-only section of the sex club. Long ribbons of silk draped down the sides of the hall, with only baseboard lighting to guide us into the main function hall.
I was nervous about bringing her to Club X.
It was an exclusive kink club in the city with a very high price tag to be a member.
I had never brought anyone with me before, and I hoped I wasn’t crossing some imaginary line between Lennie and me.
But at this point, she had seen my playroom and knew what I was into.
Lennie was quiet as she took in the vast space of the event area. On stage was a captivating couple on the bed while a man sat in a cushioned chair stroking his hard cock as he watched. Moans filled the room as the man on the bed devoured his partner’s pussy.
Lennie watched them for a minute then turned to stare at me wide-eyed.
I gave her a reassuring nod as we walked further into the area and sat down on one of the leather sofas.
She was beautiful in a hot-pink bodycon dress that hugged all of her curves and matched her hair, making her look especially delicious.
To the side of the platform were a few leather sofas that had a perfect view of more stages and rooms of glass.
Maybe next time we would sit up there. Lennie was teasing me as she swayed her hips to the sensual beat of the club.
I loved watching her move with the rhythm. Her dress barely covered her ass.
I’d had a hard-on since the moment I picked her up. Her hair fell in waves down her back, and her glasses only accented her makeup. She looked like my every wet dream.
I continued to sit on the leather sofa and watched as two girls joined Lennie, both wearing barely any clothing.
The spitfire shared a seductive look with me before wrapping her arms around the tall brunette in front of her while the curvy redhead cradled Lennie's hips. All three of them moved in sync, getting bolder with their caresses and longing stares. Moans on the stage let me know that things were getting good, but I didn’t want to miss a single second of the show in front of me.
Possessiveness reared its ugly head as the brunette leaned down and kissed Lennie on the cheek.
In some men’s eyes, this was a fantasy coming true. This proved itself when I saw other members gazing the women’s way. Jealousy washed over me, making me stand up abruptly. Lennie gave me a curious glance. As if sensing my unease, she removed herself from the two women and sashayed over to me.
She placed a hand on my chest, and I knew that she could feel the hammering of my heart under my black dress shirt.
“Everything okay?” she asked.
I gave a terse nod which didn’t seem to abate her worry.
I cupped her cheek before leaning down and pressing my lips to her soft, plush mouth.
She let out a small whimper when I deepened the kiss.
I was claiming what was mine in front of my peers.
Did I need to do it? No. But it made me feel better letting everyone know that Lennie was off-limits.
Men who I recognized averted their gazes to the two women who were still dancing and now making out.
I broke the kiss and cupped Lennie's other cheek. “Let me show you something.”
She nodded, took my outstretched hand, and followed me as I walked down the dimly lit hallway. I brought her to a room with chairs in front of a small stage. The show was about to start, and I wanted to show Lennie a little piece of me that brought me much satisfaction.
Some other patrons had already taken their seats, some in pairs and some in groups. Lennie looked at the stage, where a man was binding a woman’s hands together.
The rigger continued to tighten knots around the woman’s wrists before moving to her legs.
Slowly and methodically, he tied the woman’s calf to her thigh, making it so she couldn’t stretch out her legs.
Lennie watched with rapt attention while rubbing her hand over my pant-covered erection.
Yeah, she was loving this just as much as I was, but if she kept this up, I would come in my pants.
She continued to rub me, and I felt my orgasm building at the base of my spine.
When I attempted halfheartedly to move Lennie’s hand, she only gave me a growl and continued having her way with me.
I tried my best to keep watching the couple on the stage as the rigger added more complex ties around the woman’s body.
I knew how powerful and fulfilling it was to have your partner surrender, to give their full trust. It had happened with Lennie, and I was beyond thankful that she had been so receptive to what I wanted to do with her.
We had barely scraped the surface of my desires, but I knew in time she would want to do more.
I placed my hand on Lennie’s bare thigh and slowly inched my way up until I was between her thighs and rubbing her clit through her panties.
She let out a whimper and began to stroke me more. Both of us continued to touch each other as the show went on. The man was now sheathed inside the woman, and she was moaning loudly.
I looked back at Lennie and couldn’t get over how beautiful she was. Her short dress and strappy gold heels emphasized the length of her legs, which I could see tensing with pleasure.
The moment her eyes met mine I was done for—I came in my pants just as Lennie fell over the edge herself.
Later that evening we walked into my house, claiming each other in a searing kiss. I led her up the stairs, leaving a trail of clothes behind us as we tore them off each other.
“Bathroom,” I said, pointing toward the door.
She looked at me quizzically before releasing me and sashaying over to the bathroom. I entered behind her, grabbed the Epsom salt and bubble bath, and started running the water. As I poured in the salts and bubbles, Lennie sat on the edge of the tub in nothing but her heels.
After making sure the tub was all set, I knelt before her and softly grabbed her ankle to untie the strap of the heel.
Once the shoe was removed, I pressed a kiss at the top of her foot.
I did the same thing to her other foot and watched as Lennie seemed to melt at the gesture.
Looping my arms under her legs, I swiftly moved her body into the warm tub.
“Is it warm enough?” I asked, taking my own shoes and socks off.
“Yes, are you going to join me?” she responded with a seductive smile.
I gave her a smirk back. “Of course I am; you made a mess of me at the club.”
Lennie let out a giggle. “Oopsie.”
I scoffed as I climbed into the tub behind her. “Oh yeah, I’m sure you feel super bad.”
Lennie let out another giggle before sighing as she leaned back against me. It felt so good to relax with her like this. We sat in silence for a few minutes before she spoke up once more.
“What got you into rope play?”
I thought about the question before answering.
“When I lived in Texas, I went to a club with Arrow one night and saw this couple doing it. I was mesmerized by all the different knots and how much trust you had to have with your partner. It can be dangerous, but it can also be extremely beautiful. After that night, I did more research on it and how the sub can feel safe and relaxed while bound. I loved the idea of making my partner feel even more safe with me when they were at their most vulnerable.”
Lennie let out a contented hum.
“Did you like it when I tied you up?” The question had been burning inside me since we had done it.
Lennie leaned further back against me. “I was a little nervous in the beginning, but you made it so good for me. I loved it.” She turned toward me. “I would like to try more things with you, if that’s okay.”
The vulnerability in her eyes made me press my lips to hers. “Of course it’s okay.”
We spent the rest of the time in the tub talking about our childhoods and why we got into our professions.
I learned that Lennie really didn’t have anyone except for her close friends and now me.
It made me understand more why she was so close to Kade and Machine and why she seemed to treasure the people that were in her life.
What I couldn’t understand was how she could be so bubbly and happy all the time after all the heartache she had endured. It made me want to kill every person in her life who treated her like shit or left her. She was a ray of fucking sunshine, and god only knew why she liked a rain cloud like me.
We took our time drying each other off and then getting under the sheets. Neither of us could go to sleep without both of us coming once more, this time with me inside of her.
I realized when we lay in bed snuggled under the blankets that my obsession was no longer just an obsession. I was in love with her.