Sexy Domain

Sexcapade 2 ~ My Club

                His eyes scanned the club from the high rise and they captured everything; they roamed from the bar, over the floor and to the tables on the far side of the wall, usually were groups of ladies hung out.  And they were out tonight, in clusters.   In fact, he would have to say the ratio from ladies to guys was quite above normal.  But it was the middle of May, which meant wedding season, so ladies celebrating their last single moments.  He could be honest, this season usually was a major money maker for him and he would never complain.

                His only drawback, as he looked out again, the ladies were all the same; none stood out to him.  Most came dressed up in their black dresses, or whites, or even reds.  Hardly any blues, or peaches, or any other color; guess they weren’t clubbing colors.  Not that he made it a habit of sleeping with any of the ladies who were in his club, but it sure made things more fun when there was someone who caught his interest. 

                He took a drink of his whiskey on the rocks and then paused in his scanning yet again when a group of ladies walked through the front door.  One was wearing a bridal sash but she wasn’t the one who caught his eye.  Nope, a stunning beauty in an emerald dress did, and holy s**t did it look like a second skin on her.  Even from up here, he could see how it clung to her curves, and that had him smiling.  Maybe it was time he went down and mingled, after all, no one really knew who he was.

                He waited for the party to sit down at the table, waited as they ordered their drinks and he even waited while they toasted the bride and downed their shots before he walked over to the table.  All eyes turned to him as he stepped up behind the beauty he was drawn too.

                “Hello,” his voice was deep and rich and he could tell how it raced over her by the goose bumps that arose.  She spun around in the chair and her amber eyes that had flakes of green in them collided with his.  She offered up a smile before she took a sip of her drink.          

                “Hello,” she replied back, a coy look dancing in the depths of her eyes.  Yeah, he was floored by that.  And he told tell why she wore green.             

                “I know this is forward, but would you care to dance?”  Her head turned to glance back at the party of ladies she was with, all who were urging her to go.

                “I really shouldn’t, it’s Michelle’s bridal party…” she trialed off as one of the ladies with her nudged her.  He couldn’t help but smile and lifted his eyes up to the woman with the sash.

                “Congratulations Michelle, you came to the right place to party.  And the world has been denied another beauty to stare at.”  The bride to be gushed and cleared her throat.

                “Rachel, take a spin on the floor.  On behalf of me.”  Yup, he knew damn good and well whom to charm to claim the stunning beauty.

                “Fine, sir, you can have a dance.  But do I at least get a name?”  Her brow rose and she sat her drink down.

                “Kevin,” he said, taking her hand, the tingles racing up his arm and led her on the floor.  The beat changed right as they hit the hard wood floor and his hands found her waist and pulled her tight against him as the sensual notes swirled around them.  Her arms wrapped around his neck as her body rubbed against his, their hips keeping time with the beat.  God damn, this woman was sending all kinds of electric currents through him.  And by her quick breaths against his neck, he could tell she was feeling things as well. 

                He closed his eyes and squeezed her hips slightly as he pulled her even closer.  s**t, she felt so good right there and he was easily getting lost in that.  He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at her, just as she looked up and her lips parted slightly.  He couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to, his head dipped down and his lips lightly brushed hers.  She pulled back, her eyes open wide and before he knew it, she was back up against him, her lips on his.  And damn did he not mind.  His wrapped around her waist as her tongue brushed along his before engaging it in a fierce battle of dominance, which she was clearly winning.

                His hands roamed over her exposed back, which he loved even more, and then over her ass, squeezing it before he pushed it against his very hard c**k, and a moan left her lips.  Or maybe it was his lips.  s**t, he didn’t know, but he just knew that they were both turned on and he was loving it as much as she was.  And without thinking, his hands reached even lower and ran over the back of her thighs, mentally groaning at the silkiness of her skin.

                She finally broke the kiss, her hands grabbing his and took a small step back.  He licked his lips, knowing his had to be just as swollen as hers and that caused him to grin.  She slowly returned it and stepped back up to him, but not his lips.

                “It’s not my normal thing to do anything in public.  Or on a dance floor.  Or even with a man I just met.”

                “And yet you just made out with a man you don’t know, on a public dance floor.”  She swallowed hard and Heaven above did he want to f**k this woman hard against a wall, any wall. 

                “I did.”  Her eyes narrowed and he let out a sexy chuckle.  “What are you thinking?”  He leaned down to her ear, his tongue flicking against the lobe before he whispered.

                  “I’m thinking about how hard you have made me and how badly I want to f**k you against a wall.”  He wasn’t one to often talk dirty, but hell if this little vixen in his arms didn’t stir things up inside him.

            “Is that so?”  Her eyes darted around but he could read her well enough.

            “I didn’t say down here babe.”

            “What do you mean?  Where else would we go?  I’m not going to a bathroom.”  He pulled back and took her hand.

                “Trust me,” he said, giving her a wink and leading her to the dark stair case.  She would never think to question him about being the owner, but it was the most private spot he could take her, and he was going to f*****g take her.  He opened the door to his office and he heard her gasp, tugging on his hand.

                “We can’t be up here.  This is a private office.”

                “So?”  He pulled her in even more and then locked the door behind them.  She walked around the room, her eyes looking over the one way window and he had to smirk.  He walked up behind her, his hands running up her legs and over her hips as he kissed over her neck and her shoulder. 

                “Are you sure….we will be okay?”

            “Promise, no one will bother us.  And no one can see in here.”  She turned around and her lips were on his, as if those words were all she needed to hear.  His hands made quick work on the zipper of the lower part of her dress and she finally broke the kiss to take a step back and remove the dress, leaving her standing before him in nothing but a black lace thong and some black heels.  And f**k, was she so sexy! 

            He walked back over and his head dipped down, his tongue circling around a n****e before bringing into this mouth and sucked gently while his hand played with her other n****e.  She moaned, her head tossed back and her fingers ran through his hair.  f**k, she was so responsive and he loved it. 

            He stood up, lifted her up and then backed her into the wall, quickly working back down her body and moved to kneel before her, his fingers running along the lace before removing it.  She looked down at him and he smirked up at her, his breath feathering over her heated center.

            “AH!” she cried out as his tongue dove in, arching upward and then back out before repeating the process.  He watched her as she pushed even more against the wall, her hips moving closer to his mouth and yes, he was enjoying that so much.  His tongue moved to flick against her c**t as his fingers pushed in, her hips thrusting against his fingers.

            “Mmm, God you tasted so amazing,” he stood up, his fingers still inside her.  Her eyes opened and she looked at him before smirking.  Her hands made their way to his shirt and quickly unbuttoned it before pushing it off, causing him to stop her pleasure.  She groaned but his lips found hers as his hands undid his belt and his pants.  He grabbed the condom before he pushed his pants down and quickly tore the foil with his teeth and rolled it on his hard d**k.  He lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his waist as he pushed into her.

            “f**k!”  She pulled her lip between her teeth as she dug her nails into his shoulders.  “You feel amazing Kevin!”  He couldn’t help the smirk that appeared on his lips.

            “As do you Rachel.  So f*****g tight and wet.” 

            “God, harder!” she moaned.  He moved his hands to her hips to help push her down on him as he moved into her and he couldn’t fight the feeling that was starting to move up the base of his spine.  He had never wanted to feel someone tighten around him so badly, but he wanted her too.  He fought off his own release as he pushed into her even harder, pushing her up and down the wall.  Her nails raked over his back and he felt the muscles start to clench around him.  He reached between them and rubbed her c**t, causing her to scream as she came hard.

            “Oh, f**k, Kevin, yes….”  She opened her eyes and looked at him, his smirk saying it all.  He pulled out and then moved them to the desk, where he pushed her chest down against it, and moved back behind her, slamming fast and hard into her highly sensitive p***y.  She arched backward and his hand loosely held onto her hair.  “Oh, s**t!”

            “That’s it baby, let me feel you…one…more…time.”  He grunted in her ear, his free hand rolling over her body, brushed over her n****e, pinching it, then moved down to her c**t, rubbing it and he felt her convulse around him again.  He lowered his head and sucked on her shoulder as he followed her, his orgasm coming hard and fast.  Her head fell on the desk and he tried not to put his weigh on her.

            God damn, when was the last time he came that hard?  Hell if he could remember.  He finally stood up, discarded the condom and then pulled his pants up.  He offered her his hand and helped her stand before helping her dress and lead her back down to the tables.  The waiter was just coming up to the table to ask their order when he saw Kevin and smiled.

            “Good evening Mr Sinclair.”

            “Evening Tony.  These ladies drinks, they’re on my tab tonight.”  Tony nodded and the table gasped.  Kevin leaned down to Rachel’s ear, pushed her hair behind her ear and whispered against it.  “Welcome to my club.”