The twinkling lights flickered to life around us. Fairy lights woven within the foliage and between the buildings gave the space an ethereal glow. The change in the atmosphere brought me back to the present.
“Here, I’ll take him.” Jenn, Ian’s goddaughter, thrust Zane high into the air as she took him to play with the other children at the other end of the oasis.
We finished our drinks as the others joined our little group. Kristen wrapped herself around Devon, the love practically glowing around them. Fancy joined Brody, and Carter and Jordyn emerged from the shadows as Angie tucked herself under Ian’s arm.
Genevieve wrapped her arms around my waist as I settled my arm across her shoulders, electricity shooting across my nerve endings as her skin whispered against mine. I had promised to take her to the club, but right at that moment, I wanted to whisk her back to Brody’s, strip her naked, and fuck her into next week.
Kristen whispered something to Devon before turning to the rest of us.
“I’m going to have to pass on fantasy night. Jenn just told me JD is running a low-grade fever. It’s probably nothing since his teeth have been bothering him, but to be on the safe side, I’m going to take him home.”
Devon kissed the top of her head. “I’ll join you soon. I need to make an appearance, do a round, and then I’ll be home.” The rest of his words were whispered only for Kristen’s ears.
“Yes, sir.” She kissed his cheek before removing her body from his. “Genevieve, it was so good to meet you. Hopefully, we can do this again soon.” She hugged Genevieve and the other girls before heading to her and Ian’s apartment.
Most of the Trident crew either lived or had a room on the property. Both the security company and the club resided within the confines of the property. Security was tight and high, ensuring safety to all who passed through the gates.
“We’ll join you,” Brody spoke up. “My little subbie is due for her punishment, and a public one is in order.” Fancy bowed her head, her smile escaping even as she showed deference to her husband.
“We have to take off, too,” Carter’s voice joined the group. “Duty calls.”
Brody turned to Genevieve and me. “You guys are still welcome to join us at the club.”
I glanced down at Genevieve, her face showing curiosity and fear at the same time. Tonight wasn’t the night to introduce her to the club lifestyle. “I appreciate it, brother, but I think we’ll head on back to your place. Genevieve and I still have a lot to talk about, and the club isn’t the right environment for it.”
“It’s all yours, brother. We won’t be returning until late.” Brody’s gaze shifted to Fancy. “Very late.” A flush blossomed on her cheeks, turning her skin a light shade of pink.
Everyone began going their separate ways. Brody tossed me a set of truck keys on a keyring with Trident’s company logo. “We’ll call the car service when we are ready to come home. Take the truck. Bossman won’t mind.”
“What about the Phantom?” Genevieve tilted her head.
“The owner already retrieved it.” Carter smiled. “His wife wasn’t too happy he lent it out and demanded he bring it home immediately.”
Chuckles echoed around us as the guys gave each other knowing looks.
“Am I missing somethin’?” It sucked being on the outside of a tight-knit group like this sometimes.
“Nah, just that his wife is also his Domme and has a penchant for punishin’ with her whip. He loves every second of it, most days,” Brody provided.
“Ahhh.” I understood a bit better now.
“A whip?” Genevieve’s gasp directed all eyes to her.
“Don’t worry, he enjoys the pain. It’s a perfect pairing, and all done with love and attention,” Ian assured her.
The group began disbanding and going their own ways. Brody escorted Fancy up the stairs to the club entrance, and I helped Genevieve into the truck Brody lent us.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go to the club?” I could tell that if I said yes, she would go, but it would be uncomfortable.
“I hate that you got all dressed up, but tonight I’d rather it only be the two of us.” I waggled my eyebrows. “You can put your costume on for me when we get back. I’m sure we can put it to good use.”
She nodded her head. “I can do that.” Her smile lit up the night. “I think it would be better just the two of us.”
“There will be other opportunities to enjoy a club, this one or another. Tonight though, we need to talk as well. About us and where we go from here.”
“Okay.” She tucked the skirt of her dress inside the truck as I closed the door. The drive back to Brody’s was the longest ten minutes of my life. As soon as we arrived, though, we were inside before I could blink.
My hand delved into her hair as my body pushed her against the wall as soon as the door closed. I rubbed my aching cock against her through my jeans and her dress. I wanted nothing more than to tear her filmy dress from her body and take her right there.
I eased back, taking a deep breath and willing my throbbing cock to relax. I couldn’t consciously ravage her until we had ironed out what happened next. Her whimpers about broke the small thread of chivalry I clung to, though.
“Genevieve, we need to talk first.” I stepped back.
“Famous last words to any relationship.” Hurt laced her words.
I tightened the grasp I still had on her hair and tugged. Her eyes roamed everywhere except mine. “Look…At…Me…” I pushed a bit of my dominance into my voice and waited until her eyes met mine to continue. “I am not endin’ this in any way, shape, or form. There are a lot of things we need to agree or not agree on before I take you into that room because once I do, I plan to fuck all thoughts from your head until the sun comes up tomorrow mornin’.”
17
Brian
Her eyes widened, pupils dilating with desire at my words. My lips took hers, rough with my lack of restraint. “Don’t ever doubt what I feel for you,” I growled. “This chat is for you. I know you are still a bit confused. Your body is tellin’ you one thing, but your mind is still wrapped around your old views and perceptions. This lifestyle, this relationship is new and scary. I don’t want there to be any doubts between us, and I want you to know exactly where I see us goin’. Then, and only then, if you are on the same page, will I take this body to heights it has yet to reach.” I released her hair, left her standing in the hall, and walked into the living room, confident she would follow.
I settled myself on the couch, one ankle resting on the opposite knee and an arm across the back of the couch. I ignored my baser desire to rip the clothing off of Genevieve and take her right there on the floor. I watched her slowly stride toward me.
“Where should I sit?” Her voice was full of desire, and her body was still flushed from our encounter by the door.
“As much as I want you next to me, the loveseat is probably the better choice.” I inclined my head toward the couch opposite me.
She sat on the edge of the seat, wringing her hands in her lap as her eyes roamed over me. Desire and fear were etched on her face. She took a deep breath to collect herself, relaxed her shoulders, and stilled her hands.