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At the door, he waves a keycard and opens it. Inside, he places me down gently, then turns and makes sure the door locks.
I sit on the end of the king bed draped in white. The silk duvet and sheets shimmer as I glide my hand across them. The coolness and silkiness makes me feel serene.
When Kid turns back around, I pat the space on the bed next to me. He walks toward me, then sits beside me.
“My queen,” he says softly and trails his hand down my arm. Picking up my hand, he brings it to his pillowy lips and kisses my knuckles.
A rush of heat travels from my hand, down to my toes and up my spine. I lift his chin with my hand, cupping his smooth face. He’s a stunning young man. His hazel eyes sparkle as he gazes into my blue ones.
“Be gentle with me tonight, Kid. So gentle, you make me forget all my troubles. Sweep me away to a world of complete serenity. Make love to me slowly, with all the gentleness you have inside you. Embrace me tenderly but kiss me deeply. Whisk me far away from everything.”
His head bows, then he leans in, placing a whisper of a kiss on my lips. “Yes, my queen.”
He tugs on my arm and I stand before him. His hands slide to my side, finding the zipper of my bodysuit. He pulls it down slowly, until it stops at my boots. Taking me by my hips, he sets me on the bed again and lifts my legs to remove my thigh-high boots one at a time. Unzipping my bodysuit the rest of the way, he slides his hands inside it over my shoulders, gliding the latex suit down over my breasts, my hips, then he tugs it all the way off of me.
I sit back down on the bed in my black lace bra and panties as I watch Kid undress. He’s exquisite as he stands naked before me. I wiggle my fingers at him, inviting him to come to me. Pushing myself to the middle of the large bed, I prop myself up on my elbows as Kid crawls in next to me.
He reaches around me, unhooking my bra, then dragging it from my body. His hands slide in my lace panties, between my wet pussy lips.
I arch my back as his long fingers enter me, curling right into my G-spot.
“Oh, god,” I moan and push my hips against his hand.
He slides in another finger as his mouth covers mine and I welcome his tongue in, twisting mine with his. Removing his fingers, he slowly drags my panties from me, then crawls between my legs. His long, hard cock touches my inner thigh, and I moan louder.
I grasp his shoulder blades, pressing my nails into his skin as he gently penetrates me. My body melds to his as we rock to a slow rhythm in silence.
His breath upon my neck sends sensual pulses through me. I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist, digging my heels into his round, perfect, peach shaped ass.
I turn my head to the side, catching his gaze. His tongue slips out, wetting his lips before he fists my hair and pulls me closer, kissing me deeply.
Our bodies continue moving together, slowly for hours. Holding each other tenderly as we explode into our bliss again and again.
Kid slides to my side, and I turn away from him. His arms embrace me as we cuddle in the aftermath of what was me cheating on my marriage.
A sharp pain stabs at my heart as I lay in bed with a man not my husband. A man who gave himself to me willingly according to our signed contract. Just a simple night of gentle sex. Nothing more.
My emotions swirl maddeningly through my mind. I don’t know what I want anymore. This isn’t love with Kid, but it’s a connection I’ve been wanting from Decklan. Something to help repair our estranged marriage.
I move Kid’s arm from me and sit on the side of the bed. Turning to face him, I say, “Thank you for tonight. You were perfect.”
He scoots to my side, then off the bed and to a knee. “Always, my queen.”
He lifts my arm when he stands back up. I rise from the bed, joining him. Walking into the small bathroom, I sit on a stool as Kid warms the cotton cloth. He parts my legs, beginning to clean me from our gentle sex. When he finishes, we each slip into black terrycloth robes and leave our room.
Back at my dressing room, Kid falls to a knee again, holding my hand in his. He asks, “When will we be together again, my queen?”
“Soon, my sweet Kid. Soon.” I squeeze his hand, then let it go. I need some time to figure things out before I return to the club and be with him again.
She stalks the room like the queen she is. Her black leather bodysuit clings to her petite curves. She’s wearing black thigh-high boots with silver buttons. Her mask – it’s a masterpiece of beauty, and I know the mysterious woman beneath it is pure perfection.
Twisting a lock of her lengthy auburn and platinum-blonde curls, she takes in the room, searching for her fuck boy. Her claw-like nails grip her hips when he’s nowhere in the room. She slinks over to the bar and leans back on her elbows, stretching her fucking hot frame.
My hand glides across my damp chin, and I adjust my stiff cock as I sit in the high back chair and take in as much of her as I can.
The insatiable need to see others having sex turns me the fuck on. Voyeurism fills me with erotic pulses I’ve never experienced before. This club has kept me sane during the hardships of life. I come here once a week to fill my needs completely.
When the Pussy Queen enters my sightline again, my cock strains harder against my boxers and slacks. With the darkness of my private balcony, I unbutton and unzip my pants. Reaching down, I grip my dick and stroke it slowly. Trailing my eyes after her, my hand slides up and down faster and faster. “Fuck! She’s so goddamn perfect,” I hiss out under my breath.
