Zandor (25 page)
Jase sat back, his hand still on her belly and finally smiled at Carly
. “What’s it feel like?”
“Butterfly kisses
.” She smiled and held her hand above his.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
He leaned forward and pulled her shirt up more. He kissed her belly and then fanned his eyelashes against her skin.
“Tell him they’re from me?”
“She already knows.”
“He already knows?”
Carly
laughed. “Are we gonna fight about this, too?”
“
Aww for crying out loud, the turkey is getting cold. Jase cover up your girl’s boobs would ya before I come over there and give that baby a kiss.” Xavier laughed.
“Hey
, little baby, Daddy is gonna kick Uncle Xavier’s ass if he ever says some shit like that again.” Jase kissed her belly again and pulled her shirt down. “Watch it X.”
“Hard not to
see those things have grown. How the hell did you not know? Her t…”
“Hey knucklehead
, watch the language, there’s a baby in her belly.” Bella snapped at Xavier.
I
laughed at her and then thankful for the attention being off of me yelled, “Let’s eat!”
After dinner was finished and dessert was over
, we all cleaned up. Xavier was on the couch passed out which is exactly where I would have been had it not been for the surprise guest. I was sobered up now and not feeling as confident as I was before.
Everyone was giving me looks. They all knew something was up even Momma Joe. I avoided her like the
plague. She was quietly chatting with Professor Thomas most of the night anyway. Jase was a little less overemotional than before but I understood why he would be scared.
Tara was perched on Cyrus’s lap and Bekah was looking at an album with Bella. Christoff or Chris as Bekah calls him was flipping through the channels to find the late football game. I went and sat next to Bekah and leaned over and sniffed her neck.
“You did that already. I heard you when you walked in.”
“I thought I was imagining things
.” I leaned over and looked at the photo album.
Bella was pointing everyone out to her as she flipped through the pages and Bekah was acting very interested.
Bella sat the book on her lap. “Hold this I gotta pee.”
Bekah smiled when she ran off and then sat back
. “I’m gonna get going soon.”
“No
.” I kissed her cheek. “Stay please.”
“How about you come stay with me?”
“Say that again.” I was hoping I didn’t look as stunned as I was.
“You heard me
.” she smiled and looked down.
“So did…”
“I didn’t say I was going to put out.”
I smiled
. “Alright, what exactly am I in for?”
“I want you to cuddle the fuck out of me.”
“Ladies don’t say that.” I was checking out her tits and not trying to hide it either.
“Yes or no?”
“Hmm, do me a favor?”
“Ask away
.” she smiled.
“I promise to cuddle the fuck out of you if you tell me a secret desire that’s so dirty it turns you on to admit it.”
Her face blushed immediately. “You are a very bad man.”
“Not bad
, Bekah, honest with myself. I have enjoyed this evening with you so much that I swear I fell in love with you on a totally different level.”
She smiled
. “You can save it, I’m pretty sure you’re gonna get some tonight.”
“How about tomorrow?”
“Depends.” she smiled.
“On what?”
“Your performance.” she winked.
“Seriously it’s only been a week
, Kitten. Please tell me my performances are not that forgettable?”
“Will you let me drive?”
“Will you let me fondle you while you drive?”
“Will I be able to stop you?”
“Probably not. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
Bella hugged and kissed Bekah
. “You’ll be back?”
“Of course
.” Bekah gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“Don’t keep her away
.” Bella hugged me.
“I can’t promise you anything. I may keep her locked up somewhere.”
“You can’t!” She giggled.
“Yeah I know.”
We got in the SUV and I had my hands on her tits in less than two point two seconds.
“God I’ve missed you.”
“Me or my tits?”
“Both
Kitten, fuck!”
She started the SUV and
Sweater Weather
by The Neighbourhood came on. I pulled that sweater back and lifted the cami exposing a black lace bra. I nipped at her very alert nipples.
“Easy Zandor,” she whimpered.
“They’re begging for it, kitten.”
“I need to focus, I’m driving.”
I sat up and hissed and she reached over and rubbed my leg. “Sorry.”
“Higher,” I growled.
“Here.” She giggled as she rubbed the outline of my cock through my pants.
“What do you think?”
“I think I love it.”
“You think you love my cock
, Kitten?”
“I’m pretty sure.”
“You’re fucking killing me.”
“Okay fine, I love your cock
, Zandor Steel.”
I
laughed. “Perfect, it loves you too, Kitten.”
“How long before we
…” she stopped stroking me and I looked over as she squeezed her knees together.
“You gonna get off by strokin’ me
, kitten? The thought of my cock makes you that fucking hot?”
“Yes, no
.” She gripped the steering wheel tighter.
“Which is it
, Kitten? Touching my cock?”
“Zandor
, don’t.”
I pulled myself free from my pants and reached over and brought her hand to me.
“Oh fuck!”
“In a few minutes. Hang on and don’t let go. Eyes on the road.” She gripped tighter and I groaned
. “That’s it, Kitten.”
Bekah
I was trembling I wanted him so badly
, and it should have been embarrassing, but it wasn’t. I was gone, done, there was nothing that would ever bring me back out of this hole that consumed me. He was my blessing and my curse. He could breathe life into me and take it away just as quickly. When I was not near him I could be strong, but was still consumed by the thought of him. When I was with him, I felt whole and desired more than I ever had in my life.
“
Kitten, pull over please.” His voice was calm and I looked over. “It’s better that you pull over.”
I looked out the window and I was in the middle of the road and had missed my turn.
I pulled over and he held my hands in his and kissed them. “We need to switch places.”
“Are you sure you’re alright to drive?”
“Yeah. Four hours, a full belly, and my head is more clear than ever before. I told you I loved you last night and I meant it. I told you I loved you even more today and I meant it. But I need to be sure before anything more happens that you know everything there is to know about me. I mean everything. No more touching and no more talking.”
He got out and walked around the SUV and opened the door. He smiled and nodded his head
toward the passenger seat.
I moved over and he got in and pushed his erection back in his pants. My mouth immediately went dry. He hit a few buttons
on the radio and
Counting Stars
filled the vehicle.
I reached over
, needing to know he still wanted me and he held my hand against his chest. His heart was pumping fast and hard. I leaned back into the seat and closed my eyes trying to ignore the burning between my legs.
The song ended and began again. I looked over and looked in his cinnamon eyes. His focus was intense. He wasn’t thinking about the same thing I was
, he couldn’t be, or he could have pulled over and taken me any way he wanted me.
Fifteen minutes later
, he was pulling into a dark parking lot of a seemingly abandoned building.
He rolled his neck
, stretching out the tension he was carrying.
He kissed my hand and set it on my lap. He got out and walked to the entrance of the building, it was dark and I couldn’t see what he was doing. After a minute
, the entrance door was opened and a dim light was shining around him.
He opened the door and took my hand. I followed him into the building. He shut the door behind him and locked it
, trapping us in a ten by ten area that had been newly painted. He punched in a code on the keypad and I heard the door unlock. He opened it and motioned for me to walk in.
I walked into an area that was at least four thousand square feet of all new construction. He watched
, giving me time to take it all in. I looked at him and he took my hand and led me to one of the rooms at the back of the building near the grand staircase.
He opened the door and turned on the light.
He walked over and sat on the desk. “Come sit for a moment?”
I sat next to him and he smiled at me
. “I’ve pulled some crazy shit, and somehow you trusted me enough to come here with me. What I’m going to tell you may make you run and not come back. But I need to tell you because it’s part of who I am. It’s part of what I need to feel complete, and you need to understand that you are the only person in the entire universe that fits into this for me anymore.”
“Zandor
, I’m confused.”
“That’s understandable. I will make it all clear to you but promise you’ll hear me out and not try to take off.”
“Okay.”
“You didn’t get the internship at Steel because I didn’t want to share you with anyone else for eight or nine hours a day. I made sure you didn’t get it. I also made sure you had something else, a different way of finishing school, while using your talent and at the same time satisfying my need for you.” He took a deep breath
. “I’m the man behind S. Lettos. It stands for Stellettos, kind of like Stillettos, but with…” He looked up at me and saw the confusion because he looked away. “So I had bought this old place, it was a strip club. It was bought with the intention of getting rid of the scum that ran it. I won’t go into detail, but in buying it, we were keeping some people we loved safe.”
“We? So other people, and I’m assuming your brothers
, are those people?”
“I bought the place with my own money
, so it’s none of their business. But yeah, I think after tonight, they kind of put two and two together.”
“So they think I’m an idiot?”
“No, of course not.”
“Okay
, please continue.”
“I was a member of a few private clubs in Europe. Gentlemen’s clubs and a few kink clubs. I wanted a mix of that here. I wanted you and me to build it together.”
“You wanted to build a sex club and you wanted me to design it?” I know I sounded angry.
“At first
, yes. I wanted to know what turned you on. Made you hot. I wanted to know your deepest desires and I wanted to fulfill all of them.”
He stopped and looked at me waiting for me to comment but I was at a loss.
He walked over and stood in front of me
. “I never want to hear the word no come out of your mouth. I want you to trust me so much that you never look at me and wonder if something I ask of you would be too much to bear. You will just know that if it were, I would never tell you to do it.”
He reached his hand out and his fingers rubbed my hard
, aching nipples. He walked behind me and started taking off my sweater and I sat there allowing it wondering why I would allow this, why I wanted it.
“Lift your arms
, Kitten.”
I did and he pulled my cami off
.
“I want you to know that the emptiness you feel inside is mine and only mine to fill.” He was in front of me now
. “Stand and remove everything from the waist down.”
“Zandor
, I…
“In here
, it’s yes sir.” He turned and walked toward the closet and grabbed a box. He set it on the desk beside me.
“There will be a learning curve. I will allow you a few test runs before I punish you.”
“Punish me?”
“Clothes off
.”
He
didn’t look at me, and I didn’t move.
“Do you like the way I make you feel?”
“Yes, Zandor, but this is a little much.”
He took the empty box and sat it inside the closet.
I looked over and was shocked by the tools or toys or whatever you wanted to call them sitting beside me.
“Without thinking too deeply tell me the reservations you have.”
“A sex club?”
“Okay.”
“What’s okay mean?”
“It means that I understand. Understand that since this idea came into fruition I have tasted you, touched you, fucked your tits, your mouth, and even was given permission for a bit of anal play. Nothing I did to you or with you was unenjoyable was it?”
I looked at him, unable to answer. He pulled me up and unzipped my skirt and it dropped to the floor. He began pulling down my tights and I wanted to fight him, I really did, but I wasn’t, I really wasn’t. He lifted me and sat me on the desk and pulled the tights off my feet.
He spread my legs wide enough so that he could stand between them.
He reached behind me and undid my bra and I heard him inhale my scent.
He pulled my bra off and set it on the desk. He reached over and grabbed two items that looked like small clothespins. He ducked his head and licked my nipple. A deep moan escaped from my throat and he tugged and sucked hard. He pulled back and flicked his tongue across my nipple and then took the other in his mouth and did the same thing.
My head fell back and I felt an unfamiliar bite on my nipple. It felt like he was biting me, lightly. It didn’t hurt it felt good.
I looked down and saw the clamp. He pulled his mouth away from the other and ran his palm over my damp panties as he clamped my other nipple.
“God, you make me so fucking hard.” He kissed me, and I didn’t give it up easy, but eventually I caved and his tongue stroked mine but he quickly pulled away.
He stretched his neck again and tried to relax. He lifted my feet and set them flat on the desk
. “On your knees, Bekah.”
I let out a deep breath and did as he asked.
“Very good, Kitten.” He kissed me again and pulled back.
Was it odd to feel this much pleasure from his kiss? Was it wrong to be allowing this, obeying orders, being told what to do?
“You look beautiful every time I see you but right now I’m fighting all the desire inside of me. To show you what this can be like. To share in this experience with the only woman I have ever loved. Don’t tell me no, Bekah, not ever.”
I don’t know how to express my feelings about how wrong this should feel or the confusion caused by it feeling right. I felt the tears building, emotions over flowing
, and I looked up at him as the first ones fell.
“Oh fuck
, no.” He unclamped my nipples and picked me up, holding me against him. “Jesus, Bekah, I’m sorry.”
He sat on the floor and held me tighter
. “Talk to me, please.”
I continued crying and pulled back
. “You want this. You want this to be your life? To run a sex club? Not a normal life? Not what we experienced today?”
