Page 36 of Carnal Desire
“I will, Sir.”
“Good girl.” I peck her on the lips and when I pull away, she sighs.
The contented smile on her lips lets me know that I’ve done the right thing in collaring her. She’s it for me.
The low lighting and the smell of sex permeate the air of the open space adding to the sexual energy suffocating the room. My eyes land on Elijah who’s sitting with Laila not too far from the stage watching a couple in the middle of a scene.
A man with fire red hair and pale skin grips the hips of a woman with an olive complexion and long wavy hair, that’s dark as night. She’s on her hands and knees. He intertwines one of his hands in her dark tresses tugging her head back while he fucks her without mercy. She screams and moans for him to make her come as he pounds into her.
His powerful well-muscled body moves with ease as he plunges in and out of her cunt from behind. Her eyes are closed, her black painted lips are parted in pure ecstasy, and her hips move against his hard powerful thrusts. Their moans, grunts, and sounds of skin slapping skin, dance with the sensual sounds of other people around the space only intensifying the sexual atmosphere of the room.
Cadence’s body leans into mine while her eyes are transfixed on the couple. I’m sure if I ran my fingers up her slit, she’ll be drenched.
“Would you like to watch?” I whisper to her, then lick the shell of her ear. Her body shivers. “Or would you like to go to a room?”
Normally, I wouldn’t even give her a choice on what we are going to do but tonight my goal as her Dom and her partner is to give her what she needs. And that is to let her know she has some control in what we do tonight. This new part of her journey needs to be as seamless as possible for both of us but especially for her.
“I would like to go to a room, please.”
I lock eyes with Elijah, and subtly motion with my head letting him know we are going to the room, and they can join us whenever they’re ready. He then leans over and whispers in Laila’s ear.
When Cadence agreed to this, Elijah picked out the room for us to use. He said it was constructed for more than one couple and believed it would be the most comfortable room for both Cadence and Laila.
This is a new experience for both of them. Both Elijah and I have both participated in shit like this before. Way before he met his wife and before I met Cadence. It’s normal for us to fuck in front of people. But we are here for them tonight. So, whatever I need to make this experience more comfortable for Cadence, I’m willing to do.
“Let’s go. Elijah and Laila should be joining us shortly.”
She nods and with my hand against the small of her back, I lead her down the hallway not too far from the elevators. Tonight, her dress leaves nothing to the imagination. Her back is completely bare, and the shimmering cocktail stops just below the curve of her ass giving me easy access.
When we reach the black panel door, I push it open and let her enter first. The sound of her heels clicking off the hardwood floor sends a surge of adrenaline through me as I watch her wide hips sway, and the calves of her toned legs shift in her heels. I can’t wait for what’s to come. I can’t wait to strip her bare and fuck her especially in those heels.
The room is spacious. Larger than any other room I’ve been in at Club Desire. Two very elegant king-sized beds with black tufted headboards are pushed together. Both beds are fitted with black silk sheets and contrast nicely with the red painted walls of the room. Two nightstands are situated on either side with a wide variety of lubes placed on top of both. There are also mirrors on the walls and the ceiling, so I’ll be able see me fucking her from every angle. That’s definitely a plus. I don’t know if we will be using it tonight, but there’s also a large voyeur window that takes up the majority of the wall across from the end of the bed. So, if patrons want to get a peep all they have to do is look if the lighting of the room is not dimmed.
“I want to fuck you in those heels” I say, closing the door behind me.
It was pair I purchased for her the last time I was in Los Angeles. Cadence has legs that go on forever and as soon as I saw them, I just imagined how they’d look on her feet and they did not disappoint. I can’t wait to strip her bare and slam into her with only those heels on.
She faces me, with her brow arched. “And why is that, Playboy?”
I arch my brow. She knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s pushing me to react. It’s something she does sometimes. She’s not a brat per se, but sometimes she slips into that role to get a reaction out of me by disobeying me.
As soon as we step foot inside a playroom, in this case, Club Desire, she’s my submissive, and she’s to treat me like her Dom. Not Brian and not her Playboy, even though I’m all those things to her. She knows the rules and she’s purposefully ignoring them. She wants my punishment. She craves it.
I stalk towards her then grip her by the hair, wrenching her head back. She hisses but her pupils expand as desire fills her eyes. “Is that anyway to talk to me?” I ask, then bite her bottom lip causing her to yelp. “You want to be a bad girl tonight, hmmm?”
“No, Sir.”
She’s barely containing her smile. She does want to be bad tonight which always ends up with me fucking the hell out of her until she submits to me.
I suck her bottom lip into my mouth then release it causing her to moan. “I should make you kneel so I can stuff my cock in your mouth.”
She doesn’t respond. And she doesn’t need to. Her body tells me everything I need to know. From her eyes darkening to the way her nipples hardened and poke through the thin material of her dress my cock in her mouth wouldn’t be a punishment for Cadence, but a reward.
A smile stretches across my face. “I know what you want, my naughty Angel.”
I release her and take a step back, putting some distance in between us. Her look of disapproval almost makes me laugh.
Getting to know Cadence over these past few months, I’ve learned what gets her hot and bothered. She loves touch. Correction… she loves my touch. And she loves just the right amount of roughness with my touch. Like her hair being pulled, her lips being bit, her ass being spanked, or her mouth being fucked.
