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The words bubble up from me, free from shame and shyness. “I need you,” I say. “Here. Now.”
His eyes light up. “Damn, baby. That’s sexy.”
He brings out the sex goddess in me.
“I know just the place.” He grabs my hand—the one he just cleaned with his tongue—tugging me past the crowd into the shadows of the bar.
We ride the elevator down to the second floor, groping and kissing one another like our lives are ending when that big silver door opens. I’ve never wanted someone so badly before. I rub my body against him, eager for more.
We step off the elevator. “This way,” he says. We go down a dimly lit hallway.
“Where are you taking me?” I glance around as we pass closed doors. “You Bachmans have so many tricks up your sleeves, don’t you?”
“There’s a very special room back here. Just waiting for the two of us.”
A thrill trips through my heart. This life they live, it’s fun, exciting, and sexy. I cling tighter to his hand as we make our way down the hall.
"It's a sex room. Isn't it?" My voice trembles as I ask.
He flashes me the naughtiest wink as he opens the door. "How'd you know? I had it reserved for us."
He opens the door, revealing a secret chamber that's both beautiful and dark. Deep and smooth red and black velvet lines the walls, offset by golden light emanating from a long line of candles on the floor.
Are those... chains? Hanging from the ceiling?
He lets me enter first. He steps behind me, his breath on my neck sending a rush of electricity through my body. "Do you trust me?" he asks, his voice low and silky.
I nod, my feet rooted to the floor. He slowly moves his hands up my arms, his touch sending a chill of pleasure throughout my entire body. He leans in, his lips lightly brushing the back of my neck.
I know I'm his for this night. I may have initiated this by telling him how much I wanted him, but I'm no longer in control, no longer in charge. I feel a thrill of fear and anticipation.
Will I let myself be taken by him into a world of pleasure and pain? Will I let him be inside me for the first time?
He leans in closer, his lips now sucking my skin, leaving a trail of bruise-like kisses along my neck. His hands find their way to my shoulders. I can feel his desire burning into me as he whispers my name softly. "Rhett." The sound sends another shiver through my body, my nipples tightening.
He slides his hands along the back of the dress and starts caressing my back, each touch lower than the last. His fingers travel down lower along my sides, tracing delicate patterns on my skin before finding their way to the hem of my dress.
I gasp as he slides the black silky fabric upward and slowly begins to pull the dress over my head.
I stand there in my see-through black lace panties and my lacy strapless bra. My sexy black high heels push my ass upward, enhancing the curve of my calfs. Do guys know this is why we wear these torture devices we call shoes?
Cold air creeps up my skin as I watch him carefully fold my dress for later. I feel exposed and vulnerable in front of him but also strangely empowered by his presence. We stand there for what seems like an eternity as he admires every inch of my body.
He moves from behind me, coming to stand in front of me, taking in the curve of my breasts, the hint of my nipples beneath the lace.
His eyes drag upward to meet mine. His gaze gives me a feeling of safety and protection, even though I know I'm completely at his mercy tonight.
I know I could turn around and walk away if I wanted to — but why would I?
Because I know that this madness between us has to end?
That if I give him my body, I risk giving him my heart?
Said heart is pounding with anticipation. There is no turning back. I take a deep breath knowing we're going to have sex for the first time tonight.My pussy clenches as I gaze upward.
Fur-lined cuffs dangle from the chains that hang down from overhead. He grabs my wrists, lifting both my arms in the air at the same time. Holding both my hands in one of his, he grabs one of the open cuffs, wrapping its soft fur around my clasped-together wrists.
The fur feels soft and silky against my skin, a stark contrast to the clank of metal that echoes through the room as he snaps it shut.
