Page 8 of Lukas

Chapter Three

Lukas didn’t thinkanyone else heard little Reina Torres’s soft scream as she came apart in his arms—hell, Melinda was screaming and begging loud enough to drown out half of New Orleans—but he sure the hell did. And he definitely knew who she was, even if she didn’t want to tell him.

Ice Queen, his ass.

He’d known Reina for a long time. Since high school. Knew the rumors about her, stuff the guys had said. That she was cold in bed. Unresponsive. Stiff. The nickname had stuck.

The woman still pulsing around his fingers was neither.

“You’re going to come again, princess.”

She shook her head in a dazed no. He chuckled.

“Oh, yes you are. You’re going to come exactly when I tell you to.” He felt her shudder around his fingers that were still moving slowly in and out of her. She liked the thought of coming on his command.

“And you’re lucky I’m not bending you over right here and fucking you.”

He would for sure be doing that in the near future, but right now, right here, was for her. Her first taste of BDSM, if he wasn’t mistaken. He still had no idea how she’d gotten down here or known about the club to begin with, but he’d straighten that out later.

He wanted to feel her come apart again.

She’d been building into panic before she’d come, worried that she wouldn’t be able to orgasm. Maybe it was the public spot. Hell, maybe it was him she’d been worried about. Another couple of orgasms ought to get her past that.

“Spread your legs wider.”

She shook her head no again, but did what he commanded.

“Good girl. So fucking sexy coming apart on my fingers like that. You’re going to do it again.”

“I can’t.” Her breathing was still ragged.

“Oh, you most definitely can. You will come again by the time Timothy finishes fucking Melinda’s ass with that plug, or I’ll be walking you over to the guard with your clothes just like this, bared for everyone to see.”

He wouldn’t do that, but she didn’t need to know. Her brilliant, overthinking little brain just needed to know that it didn’t have a choice but to come. Easier to let the body take over when the mind didn’t think it had any choice.

“Watch them.” Miss Torres was fascinated by the butt plug play—something Lukas would be happy to demonstrate to her at another time—going on in front of her. Or maybe it was the punishment aspect. Hell, he’d be happy to help with either.

Reina may not know it yet, but any BDSM exploring she did would be coming at his hand, and cock, only.

His thumb moved around her clit with firm pressure, then pressed hard on the little nub, causing her body to buckle. She didn’t need gentle, didn’t want gentle. She needed a little pain to push her to the edge.

“Put your hands on your breasts and pinch your nipples. Hard. I want you to pinch them like they’re the clamps I’m going to put on them soon.”

He smiled as she whimpered and did as he asked. Felt her hips thrust against his hand. Fingers still inside her pussy, he yanked her ass against him and ground up against him.

“Soon,” he whispered, cock pressed up to the softness of that bare ass through his jeans. He doubted she could even hear him over her labored breathing, but that didn’t change the fact that he’d be taking that ass soon.

He kept one hand thrusting in and out of her wet pussy, playing with her clit enough to keep her on the edge but not push her over, and brought the other between their bodies, barely stepping back so he could slide his fingers down between her ass cheeks. He felt her tense slightly.

“Better concentrate on coming, princess. On what Timothy is doing to Melinda’s ass. Otherwise, it will be a long, embarrassing walk over to the door guard.” He gave her a stinging slap on one cheek then the other, chuckling deeply as she tensed for a moment then totally relaxed into it.

Jesus. He’d never met someone outside of the lifestyle whose body was so in tune with submission. Her body knew what it wanted, even if Reina’s mind didn’t have a clue.

He worked his fingers faster in and out of her pussy, finding it wetter. “Push that ass out. And keep pinching those nipples, princess.”

She ground against him, and he slipped his hand all the way down until his middle finger was resting at her tight asshole. Sliding a little bit forward, he gathered some of the wetness all but leaking from her pussy and brought it back to that hole. Over and over.

Then finally pushed his finger inside her ass.

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