Desired (Club Sin 3)

“Thank you, enjoy your day,” the waitress said before she left the booth, tending to another table.

The second Ella was alone, her eyes fluttered closed. Kyler didn’t doubt she’d been restraining her climax the entire time the waitress stood with them, exactly as he’d intended. A little force to control her orgasms was a good lesson for Ella.

She came quietly with hardly any movement, but released a small tremor. When her breath rushed harshly through her lips, Kyler turned off the vibe. So many reasons led his motives this morning, but that one reaction was the strongest motivator.

Orgasm control.

She could show some restraint in her orgasms, and that was something he’d continue to build on. Teaching her each time they played, how to control one’s body to his liking. That she responded to his commands because it was his preference.

Hell, he lived for that shit.

When her eyes finally drifted open, her lids were hooded. Placing the remote into his pocket, he rose and moved to her side of the booth. He tucked his finger under her chin, commanding her gaze. “Do tell, Ella.” He stared into her glassy eyes dazed with lust and satisfaction. “Was that fun for you?”

“Yes,” she exhaled.

He smiled, brushing his fingers across her jaw. “And that, sweetheart, is the start to our game.”

Chapter Fourteen

Thursday morning brought a cloudy day, and fluttered excitement in Ella’s stomach about tomorrow night. Standing in her kitchen, anticipation tickled over her at the idea of her first BDSM scene. The unknown was definitely part of the appeal to the lifestyle—not knowing what kinky things Kyler had planned left her in a constant state of arousal.

With warmth spreading out between her thighs, she grabbed her purse off the kitchen counter. As she reached for her cell phone, the sharp ring cut through the silence. Her heart leapt into her throat, but as she read the call display, seeing that it was from her lawyer and not Rory, she blew out a long breath.

She hit the answer button and raised the phone to her ear. “Hello.”

“Good morning, Ella, this is Derek Nelson,” her lawyer said in his rich Southern drawl. “I’m sorry to call you this early, but I’ve been stuck in court and wanted to make sure I called after receiving your e-mail.”

Ella sighed in utter relief. “I’m so happy that you called.”

She’d known Derek from high school, so he wasn’t a stranger. In fact, Derek was likely her only friend left in Savannah, which was a damn depressing thought. He was nothing more to her than her lawyer.

Derek said in a tight voice, “I apologize for not calling sooner. I had cell phone issues and didn’t get your e-mail until this morning, and when I got your telephone message, it didn’t sound urgent. Are you all right?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” she replied, knowing deep down that wasn’t true. “Rory hasn’t made contact since Monday, but please tell me things are moving along with the divorce.”

Derek hesitated. “First, if Rory contacts you again, call the police there in Vegas. He’s under a restraining order and is breaking it. We want to ensure you are safe. Understood?”

“Yes,” she lied, leaning a hip against the counter. The last thing she wanted to do was call the police. Kyler would learn about Rory, and that was shit she didn’t want to follow her or to have to explain. Deep down, she knew she should tell Kyler that she was still married, but she decided her past was hers.

In her heart, she was long divorced, and she didn’t have an ounce of love left for Rory.

Once the divorce was finalized, she’d tell Kyler that she was once married. Right now it was too raw and still very real. “But about the divorce, please tell me you’ve gotten somewhere with this. It’s been nearly six months since we served him.” With uncontested papers that she knew Rory still had, but had refused to sign. He’d gotten himself a good lawyer. That’s when things became complicated. “I need this to all go away. ASAP.”

Derek made a disgruntled noise. “I’m afraid his lawyer has been dragging his feet. As you know, the judge granted Rory the time via mediation to get into treatment and counseling.” He paused and then added with a firmer voice, “However, since Rory has made contact with you and clearly skipped out of treatment in Savannah, I’ll go ahead and file a motion with the judge. He has broken the terms set out in the mediation agreement, and that is grounds for us to move ahead with this.”

“Thank goodness,” Ella exhaled, shutting her eyes in relief.

Derek continued, “If Rory is not back in Savannah once the paperwork goes through, the judge will grant the divorce in absentia, should he not be found in a timely manner. I know having him in Vegas may have frightened you, and I’m sorry for that, but this is a solid way for us to force the judge’s hand. Rory’s lawyer cannot dodge this one.”

Rory’s fancy lawyer had been doing everything he could to drag out the divorce. Ella believed that was because Rory was trying to find a way back into her life. But she didn’t love Rory anymore, she hated him. She wanted him to stay in her past and she wanted to move on.

Was that really so much to ask? “Okay. Great,” she replied, the tightness in her chest that never went away easing slightly. “When should I be expecting your call?”

“In a couple weeks or so,” Derek replied. “I know you want this over as quickly as possible, but these things sadly take time. I don’t doubt in the least Rory’s lawyer

will try another way to stop this, but I promise that I will do everything I can to make sure we get the divorce finalized.”

Ella sighed. “Thank you, Derek.”