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“I guess we are more alike than we thought.”
“I guess so, wait until Beth Ann sees you here,” he says, smiling.
“Wait, Beth Ann is here?”
“Yes, I ran into her several weeks ago, and we got to talking; she mentioned wanting to go to this exclusive club. Once she told me the name, I told her I was a member, and she could come with me just as friends; she’s your ex, after all. She immediately signed up for her own membership,” he says, and I get a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I leave him standing there talking to get back to Trinitee, but he ends up following me.
When I get close enough, I hear Beth telling Trinitee that she is too fat and black to keep me, and I see red. When I moved away from Chicago, she was one of the things I was glad to leave behind. I was new to the lifestyle, and she took advantage of that. Her parents are die-hard members of the lifestyle, so she grew up surrounded by it giving her way more knowledge than me. When I gave her a collar, I had no idea what the significance was. I thought I was giving her a piece of jewelry. It wasn’t until we went to our first club that an older woman explained what I had given her. Beth is a manipulative bitch, and I do not want her anywhere near Trinitee.
“I see you still don’t have a collar,” Beth sneers.
“I see you’re still letting your desperation show. Tell me, Emma Lou,” Trinitee calls Beth, and I can see how frustrated she becomes at Trinitee calling her the wrong name on purpose. “Don’t you think if he wanted you, he would have looked you up as soon as he came back home? I mean, he’s been here for months, and until we ran into you, I didn’t know you existed. Please don’t tell me you’ve been sitting around all these years hoping he’d come back to you. Your desperation is showing so much that you are indeed pathetic, and I have news for you, even if he never offers me a collar, he will never go back to you,”
“And he’ll never stay with you! You’re just a good time, a walk on the wild side, a taste of jungle fever! Once he’s tired of you, he’ll be with someone who looks like him. We’ve all played in the mud from time to time, but after the fun is over, we know how to wash off and look presentable.”
I am so angry I am vibrating. I let this conversation go on because Trinitee was holding her own and honestly didn’t need me to come to her rescue. But as her Dom, it’s time to put a stop to this and protect her like I vowed I would.
“Angel,” I say, talking to Trinitee since she is my concern. The one word is asking so much, and I know she will understand that.
“Sir,” she says, smiling up at me, and just like that, Beth Ann is forgotten.
“Is this why you practically begged me to bring you to the club? You were hoping to run into my brother and Trinitee?” Legend asks, equally pissed off.
“No, I have wanted an invite to the club for a while; that was true. But still, let’s be real. You have known your brother all your life. He has never looked at anything bigger than a size two, and you both expect me to believe all of a sudden, he wants KoKo? You can’t possibly get hard for her.”
“Bitch, I know you didn’t just call me KoKo the Ape. One part of me wants to beat your ass, like truly dog walk you through this club, but I have something better for you. See, my mother always said I can show you better than I can tell you, so I hope you have a pad so you can take notes,” Trinitee tells her before turning to me, “Sir?” she asks, and I already know what she is asking.
“Is there a problem here?” Elijah asks, noticing the heated exchange.
“Nothing that can’t be fixed,” I tell him, briefly running down what is transpiring.
“I see, well uh, Beth Ann, is it? Consider your membership revoked, and you are also banned from the club. The members who spend a quarter of a million dollars do so knowing there will be no conflict or petty grievances aired out in my club,” Elijah tells a red-faced Beth Ann.
“Legend, you might want to leave now,” I tell him. “Elijah, can you make sure she stays for the next scene that is getting ready to play out on the dais?”
“It’ll be my pleasure,” Elijah says.
“Call me tomorrow,” Legend says, walking away.
I take Trinitee’s hand, leading her to the dais. “Are you sure?” I ask, and in answer, she steps up on the platform and kneels beside the bed. I loosen my tie as I stand over her getting my emotions under control.
“Stand, Angel,” I command, and as soon as she is standing, I take her mouth in a kiss that pushes us both to the brink.
“Hands up,” when she complies, I find the hem of her dress, lifting it over her head, leaving her standing there in a black bra, thongs, and heels. It’s sexy as fuck. I reach behind her and unfasten her bra, letting her breast free. I make my way behind her, kissing her neck and shoulder while testing the weight of her breasts in my hands, tweaking and pulling at her nipples. I pull my tie all the way off and tie her hands behind her back. I do not bother pulling her panties down. I simply rip them off, holding them up to my nose, inhaling her arousal.
“Knees,” I tell her, watching her go back to her knees. If Beth Ann still questions if Trinitee can get and keep me hard, I am going to put those thoughts to rest. I unbuckle my belt, unbutton and zip my pants down, pushing my pants down the fall heavily around my ankles. My heavy dick is standing up, desperate to be inside of her. Toeing my shoes off, I kick my pants free from my ankles. “See something you want?”
“Yes, sir,” she responds immediately.
“What do you want, Angel?”
“You, always you, sir,” she says, and I want to beat my chest, scoop her up in my arms, and run away with her and make love to her until I don’t know where I end, and she begins.
“Good girl, Angel. Open your mouth,” she kneels there before me in a room full of people, naked, wet, and obedient. I pull my boxer briefs off, making my dick slap against my stomach, before I run my fist along my length, aiming it at her mouth. I tap the head against her open mouth, seeing if she will wait until I give her my dick or if she’ll try to take it without permission. But like the good girl she is, she waits until I slide the head in her mouth, throwing my head back in pure ecstasy.
“Your mouth, Angel, feels so fucking good. Seeing your lips stretched to capacity around me is so fucking sexy. I want you to swallow this dick, baby. I want to feel your throat around me. Be my Angel, my bad girl and take him in your throat,” I encourage and watch her work her mouth on me without the benefits of her hands. She is moving her head back and forth, taking more each time, drool running down my balls and her chin until her nose is smashed against my pelvic bone. I work my hands in her hair, holding her in place as I fuck her mouth hard, and she takes every inch. I do this until I feel the telltale tingling at the base of my spine, and I pull out, not wanting to end our play this soon. When I pull out of her mouth, I help her up, untie her hands from behind her, but retie them in front of her.
“On the bed, Angel,” I take her bound hands and attach them to the hook on the bed. Once I make sure she is comfortable, I climb on the bed in between her legs, hiking one thigh on my shoulder opening her wet pussy, and lick her from her ass to her clit. “Fucking delicious. Let me hear you, Angel,” I lean down and eat her pussy like it’s my last meal. She is squirming on the bed like an eel, her cries catching the attention of everyone in the room. I slide three fingers inside of her, making her jerk on her restraint.
