Chains (The Club #8) Page 2

  “I think it’s time we take ourselves inside,” I state in a husky tone.

  My mouth goes instantly dry as my gaze scans to her face and the sexual yearning pours from her body language. Jesika’s now hooded eyes look darker and the sight of her leaves me breathless. Her silence is captivating, she’s unable to speak as she nods and lets her hand fall into mine while I turn to open the door. We step inside and she begins to look around through the darkness, the clicking of her heels along the tile floor echo through the high ceilings. Before my eyes can adjust, I close the door behind us and pin her up against the wall. My hands frantically move to lift her blouse, my lips crashing down onto hers. I can’t think, this woman has me wanting her more than my next breath. Her body pulls in closer as she wraps her arms around my neck. She’s quivering and I can’t help but smile from within knowing very well how inexperienced she is in meeting my sexual needs. She attempts to take over the kiss and I can’t have that. Control is one thing I will never give away willingly, she needs to know who is in charge and in no way will it be her. I release a growl into her mouth while pinching her taut nipples through the lace fabric of her bra. The instant pain shocks her as she tries to pull herself away from my touch. She’s wreaking havoc through my brain, yet satisfying a craving I’ve never felt before. Jesika makes me feel things, makes my heart beat a little faster and makes me want more. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman, yet the one thing I’m the most afraid of exploring. A man with my needs rarely finds a woman who can tolerate the lifestyle in which I lead. She’s an enigma, someone who could, in the end, destroy me. Every doubt in my mind is clouded by her beauty, her finesse and her love of life.

  Pushing every mental distraction to the back of my mind, I focus on the sheer beauty pressed up against me as my length continues to swell within my pants. The harder I twist and pull, the more I want to sink my cock into her warmth. I can’t rationalize what is happening; my emotions are all over the place. In one thought I want to take things slowly in fear that I’ll push her away, but the next image filtering through my mind is of me tearing her clothes off and ravaging her to the floor.

  I’m lost in her, the way her hands feel moving over my body and her tongue massaging mine as urgency fills our kiss. She purrs into my mouth just as my hands fall to the curve of her ass, lifting her skirt over her hips. I open my eyes and stare closely at her in the darkness as her eyes open, while I squeeze her smooth flesh and lift her up against the wall. Every breath I take is filled with lust and a need to feel this woman’s body closer to mine. Her legs wrap around my waist and her eyes close again just as I rock my hard cock against her pussy. I can’t imagine a more sexual feeling than right now the way her body starts to rock against mine.

  “Connor,” she pants, breaking away from our kiss.

  The friction of my erection rubbing against her sensitive nub is about to be her undoing. I can tell by her breathing she’s close to falling over the edge, but she’s resisting…she doesn’t want to let go. She has an amazing sense of control and could be the perfect submissive partner; it’ll just take time and mastery on my part to show her how well we can work together. She will be mine.

  “Not yet, Jesika, I won’t have you unraveling like this. There’s so much more I want to do to you. You will not come until I say, is that understood?”

  The octave of my voice rises with question as my stern, demanding and instructing tone to not let go eases her into obedience. She needs to learn who the Dominant is and how I control the way she will react to our sexual experiences.

  As I slowly allow her body to slide down the wall, my hands never leave her. The feel of her skin beneath my touch is extraordinary. Gently I place my hands against her face before I begin to trace my lips and tongue along her collarbone. Goosebumps form along her flesh. Her body is motionless allowing me to nip, lick and suck the length of her delicate neck as her fingertips trail down my arms, squeezing when I hit just the right spot. The scent of her arousal mixed with her perfume is divine; I can’t seem to get enough of her. She’s consuming me and every inch of my body is screaming out for me to take a leap of faith and make her mine.

  My hand reaches around her waist pulling her from the wall and leading her through the condo. Between the intoxication of the moment and the darkness surrounding us, I’m lost and blind to her grace. I stop just before the couch and watch as she begins to look around the space within. To the far side of the room a large window encompasses the wall, light from the moon sets soft shadows into living the room and I’m able to take in the beauty of her silhouette.

  “Jesika,” my deep tone pulls for her to look in my direction.

  “Connor,” she replies with uncertainty streaming from her voice.

  It is in this exact moment I have no other choice but to take things a step further. Regardless of her lack of experience and the fact that my mind is telling me to push away, I want and need this woman to fall under my control. I just have to keep one thing straight: even if my torn and cold heart feels a pull toward this woman, the only thing she can and will be is my submissive…nothing more and nothing less. She will be mine to fuck and satisfy as long as she is willing to give me complete control over her body.

  “I can’t stop thinking of you, your warm, wet pussy and how sweet it’s going to feel. I need you to understand that my sexual preferences aren’t of the norm. When I take you, you’ll be under my complete control. No words, no actions and no dominance on your part. I am the one that will tell you when, where and how your body will react to mine. Do you understand what I am saying, Jesika?”

  Silence fills the space between us, I hear nothing other than the rapid beat of my heart. I don’t know what the hell this woman has over me. The need to make her mine is driving me insane and I feel as though I could snap and lose control at any moment just to have her. There’s no doubt in my mind that I can’t let my guard down. I’ve been destroyed by selfish women in the past and I’m not willing to go back to those feelings again. I am the master of my choices and when it comes to sex, I am the one who calls the shots. Either she’s willing to abide by my terms or I shall see her to the door.

  “Jesika, I asked you a question and your silence is trying on me. Do you understand what I’ve asked of you?”

  Taking a step toward her, my leg rests against her thigh as she begins to tremble. I have an impact on her and the reaction she’s portraying sets my sights on the prize, she’s scared yet I can tell she’s willing. Moving toward the side of the couch, her hand extends and reaches for the piece of furniture. As she rests her ass onto the arm, her body is now much lower next to mine. My dick twitches with the thought of exposing myself before her and watching as she swallows my rigid length into her warm mouth.

  “Connor,” her soft and sweet voice pulls me from my fantasy. “I’m not going to sit here and lie that I understanding at all. I’ve enjoyed every moment I’ve spent with you. My body craves your touch more so than anyone I’ve ever been with. I’d be lying to you right now if I didn’t say I was a little uncomfortable.”

  Hearing the fears dropping from her lips, I need to reassure her that I can and will take complete care of her every need. I take a few short steps and move toward her, reaching my fingers out to lift her chin so that she’s looking up into my gaze. It’s difficult to make out her features in the darkness, but I can sense a calmness coming from her.

  “Jesika, I find you extremely attractive. There’s nothing more that I’d like than to fuck you tonight. I think we’ve waited long enough and my restraints are wearing down. You have a choice and regardless of your decision, I will respect your wishes. I can promise you that I’ll satisfy your every need, your body will be begging me to come and when I’m through, you’ll want to experience other pleasures that only I can give you.”

  The still of the room and her lack of a rapid response are beginning to wear on my patience. She is hesitant and in order to make this work she will need to become responsive t
o my commands.

  Reaching for my hand with hers, she takes me off guard by moving to stand in front of me. Leaning into me, she steps onto her tiptoes and lift her hands to cocoon the sides of my face. I can feel the heat of her breath on my neck as my cock begs for release from within the constraints of my pants.

  “That’s my girl,” I respond while turning her to face the tall glass windows. “I’m going to fuck you fast and hard and until I say so you will not move nor come. Do you understand, Jesika?”

  I watch as she nods her head, but does not utter a word.

  “Verbally acknowledge my question,” I command in a stern voice.

  “Yes, Connor, I understand. Please take me, I want you…take me.”

  “That’s enough. Bend over right here and hold on. This is going to be quick, but I guarantee you will feel nothing but pleasure.”

  My hand trails down her back as she bends forward, her ass lifting into the air, hands holding tightly onto the back of the couch as her long hair cascades down her spine. With one hand I lift the hem of her skirt so that her ass is exposed beneath her nylons and with the other I reach into my back pocket for a condom. Rubbing her smooth flesh, I can barely wait another minute to feel what is before me. Quickly I rip at the nylons and as they fall down her legs, I apply the open condom onto my erection.

  Leaning forward I press my chest onto her back and reach around to feel how wet she really is for me. It is no surprise that her pussy is dripping with need. She wants this just as badly as I do and there’s no turning back now. With skilled fingers, I begin to rub her swollen nub as her body rocks back into my cock.

  “No movement, remain perfectly still,” I command.

  Her body stops and I continue to massage her pleasure spot. Inserting two fingers into her channel, I pump in and out preparing her for my girth. The sound of her breaths combined by her ever so quiet moans tell me she’s enjoying this and it’s time. Tonight may be quick, but it’ll be something she’ll never forget.

  With fast movements, I remove my fingers and slam my erection into her. As much as I want to take this slow, the need is overpowering me. Just as the tip enters her wetness, my body takes over as I ram into her hard and fast. Her ass cheeks clench and the tightness of her pussy sends me into frenzy. Thrusting in and out, I raise her hips with my hands and continue to ride the wave of pleasure that is taking over me, but not before making sure she is well taken care of in return.

  “Touch yourself; rub your clit as I fuck you. When it’s time and I take over, you may come. Do you understand?” I bark as my speed increases and I smack her hard and firm on the ass.

  “Yes, Connor,” she cries out as her body tenses.

  The faster I move the harder it is for me to hold on much longer. My fingertips dig deep into her hips as I ride her perfect ass. Waves of sheer pleasure are beginning to take over as my head falls back and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I’m not going to last much longer. Reaching toward her shoulders, I grab a handful of hair with one hand and wrap my other hand around the side of her neck.

  Fuck me this feels so good.

  Trying to regain focus, I exchange her fingertips with my own. She is soaking wet and the feel of myself pushing in out of her as I rub her nub sends me to the brink of my climax.

  “Now, Jesika, come for me now,” I roar as I explode.

  Slumped onto her, I can feel the steady rhythm of her breaths and a soft sob escaping her lips.

  Is she…is she crying?

  “Jesika?” I ask in an uncertain tone.

  Nothing…silence.

  “Jesika, are you alright?” I ask again.

  No words…the room is quiet.

  Lifting myself from her body, I turn and move her to stand within my arms. The light of the window casts a shadow on her face but I can feel her body shake and see a burst of tears begin to fall from her eyes.

  “Connor, I need to leave. This…was a mistake. I have to go, now.”

  With that, she quickly moves away from me, shifting her skirt into place and walking toward the door.

  “Jesika, I thought…”

  “No,” she sobs. “I’m not…I can’t…this was too much, your needs are too much for me. I’m so sorry, Connor.”

  I lift my arm and run my fingers through my hair, not knowing what the hell is going on. Without saying a word, I let her walk out of my condo and away from my life.

  “Thank you, CJ, you can set it down on the desk,” I call out, looking up from the stack of files sitting in front of me as my intern walks into my office with a steaming mug of coffee.

  Watching as she walks toward me, the sun light shifting from the floor to ceiling windows casts a shadow off her body. She carefully takes each step, ensuring to not spill a drop of the lava hot beverage in her hands.

  Her body oozes fear the closer she comes to me, her long, straight, brown hair pulled back tightly in a low ponytail and her bright blue eyes staring down to her trembling hands. I almost want to laugh, but I won’t. That coffee in her hands is the one thing that will help me stay awake through the tedious meetings I have planned. I want that cup of caffeine like I need to take my next breath.

  She finally approaches my desk, stooping down at the knees and gently setting the ceramic mug down on the pristine oak of my desk. My eyes look down to the steam rising through the air separating us and then up to her. Her tightly fitted blouse is clinging to her chest as she takes in a gulp of air. I scan her face, her eyes refusing to make contact with mine. Slowly my vision scans from her face to the smooth, pale skin of her neck. She swallows hard as goosebumps begin to cover her flesh.

  There’s no doubt in my mind that she is nervous standing mere feet away from me and I can’t help but feel the power I hold over her ricocheting between us. I thrive on this feeling, it’s what makes me tick and…

  “Mr. Samson,” she calls out in a quivering tone.

  Snapping out of my trance, I reach for the mug of coffee and take a sip. The heat of the liquid scorches the back of my throat as I savor the flavor and watch as she stands before me, her hands fidgeting by her sides.

  “That will be all for now, CJ, be sure to close the door when you leave and notify me when my first client arrives.”

  She briefly looks me in the eye, her cheeks heating with a soft blush. I can only imagine the other areas of her delicate body that are heating in this exact moment, but she’s not someone I plan on exploring anytime soon. She may be shy, seductive and sexually desirable but my taste is unique and I’m not about to go down that road of inexperience again. Instead my frequent visits to The Club are my haven, the one place I can share my needs with women who are fully willing to submit to my every control and fantasy.

  As CJ leaves the office, the sound of the wooden door closing pulls me back into the here and now. Taking another sip of my coffee, I review my daily calendar on the sleek Mac screen. A sly chuckle escapes my throat as I think about the life I lead. By day I’m a successful attorney and by night a control freak who relishes in the dominance of others.

  I am a man of power.

  The day ticks past in slow motion as I wait for my last appointment to arrive. I’m looking forward to this meeting, if not so much for the business aspect but the pleasure of seeing Ashley again. It’s not often that a woman catches my attention as she has and, over the course of the past few months, she’s become someone I can rely on and trust.

  Ashley and I have more than just our professional success in common; together we thrive on the submissive tendencies of our chosen partners. We met at The Club a year ago, shortly after the night Jesika walked out of my life. When my eyes caught sight of her, there was an immediate pull to be closer to her, but Ashley was different. She was never a challenge I felt the need to consume. No, she was the exact opposite. Her sexual demeanor made other men drop to their knees, she harnessed a power that was similar to mine. Ashley was my equal. When Jesika walked out of my life I felt a void. As much as I turned away from all em
otions, she did something to me that I haven’t felt in a long time. Since that night, I’ve refused to let another woman take over my thoughts. Ashley helped me realize that I didn’t need the validation of a woman. She brought me back to the man I was, a man of control. I tell who I want when I want them and now my pleasures are discretely satisfied by my choosing at The Club.

  “Mr. Samson,” CJ’s timid voice breaks through the intercom unit sitting upon my desk.

  Looking down to the device, I know exactly why she’s calling out to me as anticipation surges through my veins.

  “Yes, CJ, send in my last appointment,” I reply before moving to stand.

  As I walk from behind my desk, I button my suit jacket and run my hands down both arms ensuring my appearance is pristine. My eyes scan toward the door and the tall wooden structure opens as a woman of pure confidence and beauty saunters into my office. With long, sleek legs Ashley moves toward me. My gaze follows her grace, taking in every inch of her. Ashley’s appearance is ever so elegant with a seductive yet professional looking short black dress enhancing her ravishing curves. With each step she takes in her five inch heels, her hips sway and her perfect tits ride over the wave of sexuality that heighten her dominant prowess. A sly smile forms along her magnificent cherry red lips as I reach for her with outstretched arms. Her body pulls in next to mine. The smell of her subtle yet delicious perfume wafts through my senses while she places a gentle kiss to both sides of my face.

  “Good evening, kitten,” I whisper into her ear.

  “Now, now you know I don’t like to be called that, but if you’re willing to reverse roles I’d be more than happy to make you my pet,” she purrs while reaching down and grabbing onto my cock.