Page 49 of Chaos Luck Wrath

Inside the private room was a very similar decor as the rest of the club, there was a small velvet loveseat and a table just big enough for a couple of beverages. Music from the club played from a speaker in the ceiling, adding to the ambiance. The room was cast into a warm glow from a few strategically placed red lights. The most notable item in there was the large x-frame in the corner.

Locking the door behind them for privacy, Gage spoke up from behind her, “I told you I was going to get you on my St. Andrew’s cross.”

She barely had enough time to take in the sight of the piece of equipment with its wrist and ankle straps before his hands snatched her by her hips and spun her around to face him.

Gage’s finger came up under her chin to angle it up so he could look into those hypnotizing green pools of hers. He grinned and gave his command, “On your knees for me.”

Layne had an intense ache between her thighs for him and now seeing him shift into his dominating side had her wanting to leap right onto him. She lowered herself down onto her knees in front of him, never breaking eye contact.

He slid the straps of his suspenders off, letting them hang down at his sides as he began unbuttoning his dress shirt. All the while he stared down at the beauty kneeling at his feet.

“Do you want to be fucked on my cross, Lucky Charm?” He yanked the bottom of his shirt out from his pants before removing it entirely from his upper body.

With her hands resting on top of her bare thighs, she spoke up with a breathy voice, “Yes, Sir.” Her eyes watched as he bared his chest to her, his silver Roman legion necklace hanging down between his pecs.

He tossed his shirt over onto the sofa to his right. “Such a good girl, always wanting my cock,” he praised.

Gage stood staring down at Layne, admiring the view as each breath she took had her breasts pushing against the neckline of her dress. “You know how hard my cock has been for you all night? I’ve been dying to get you in here. I was going to wait until the party was over, but then you had to go rub against me like you wanted to be fucked in the middle of the dance floor. I damn near bent you over and pounded into you for everyone to see.”

Placing a finger under her chin, he bent over with a mischievous grin while appreciating the sight of her needy body waiting for him. “And you would have let your Daddy do it, isn’t that right baby?”

Layne was getting antsy just thinking about it, shifting her position there on the floor. Her knees parted slightly as her hand began to slide up the inside of her thigh towards her center. “Yes. I need you, Gage. Please.” Her eyes were saturated with the need for the pleasure she knew he could give her.

He squatted and grabbed both of her wrists, making sure she didn’t have a chance to touch herself. Pulling her up onto her feet, he clicked his tongue at her in disappointment. “Baby, you know you aren’t allowed to touch yourself without my permission. You weren’t thinking about doing that, were you?”

She whimpered and it was music to his ears to hear how much she craved him. Her hands were in small fists as he held them up in front of her.

Swallowing hard, trying to get past the neediness in her voice, she begged him again. The intensity for which she had to have him nearly made her voice waver. “I’m so wet, I want your cock so badly right now.”

Chuckling, he leaned in and gave her a delicate kiss. “Baby, you’re going to need to do better than that.” He backed her up until they were at the cross. His hands turned her so she was facing it. With ease he latched each wrist cuff onto her, leaving both hands raised above her head.

Gage left her ankles unrestrained for the time being. His hands dropped to the bottom of her dress and yanked it up so that it was bunched up around her waist, leaving her round and firm ass exposed to him. His fingers hooked onto the sides of her thong and slid it down her legs until it was removed entirely.

As he stood, he ran his large hands over the backs of her thighs. Layne shivered in anticipation as she pushed her hips back towards him.

Fully enjoying seeing her like this, Gage smiled before his palm smacked down hard on her ass. The contact left a red mark on her fair skin that had his cock twitching in excitement.

“Tell me what you want.” He began to undo his pants, no longer able to stand the way his dick was struggling against the confines of his pants.

“I want to be fucked by my Daddy. I want your cock showing me that I’m all yours.” She squirmed while standing there, unable to move her hands as she felt her arousal beginning to creep down from her core.

Gage pushed his boxers down on his hips so his decorated cock sprang out. Layne wasn’t the only one who was leaking, a clear liquid dripped from the tip of his cock. “Mmm, that’s what I like to hear.”

He stepped up behind her, his hand burying itself in her hair as he tipped her head back so he could see her face. “Baby, I’m going to make you feel so good tonight. I want the whole damn club to hear you.”

Her lips parted slightly as she felt every part of her body yearning for him. Using just the rounded head of his cock, he rubbed it along her crease. With a tremble in her voice, she moaned out only to have it devolve into a whimper again when he moved his dick away from her body.

“Fuck! Please!” She was pretty sure this was torture as she stood there being taunted and teased by him.

Letting go of her hair, he smiled and dropped onto a knee behind her. He finally locked her ankles into the soft cuffs attached to the bottom of the X.

“Be careful what you ask for, baby. Don’t you dare come until my cock is in you, do you understand?”

Layne was quick to nod if it meant that she was going to finally be able to feel the pleasure he was withholding from her.

Another swat landed on her ass, echoing across the room. “You know the rules, I need to hear that you understand.” His palm gently rubbed over the area he just struck, easing away the sting across her ass cheek.

She winced lightly as the spank landed. “Yes, Sir.”

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