Bared (Club Sin 2)

All day Cora had teased him with her lustful looks. Which had been why he’d taken her not into the busy part of the campground but to a remote spot he’d been to before. He wanted her all to himself without watchful gazes.

Tonight, she belonged to him.

While he had expected her to react so intensely to him in Club Sin, he hadn’t counted on it out of the dungeon. What she showed him was so glaringly obvious he wondered how he missed it.

It wasn’t that he was a Dom; it was him that aroused her. The power within that knowledge made a low growl escape his chest. In every sense of the word, she submitted to him. He hadn’t realized how deep that bond ran … until this moment.

Cora’s back still faced him as she stood totally naked. As the light from the fire cast a stunning glow over her body, blood rushed to his cock. With a slow glance, he admired her, from her smooth shoulders to her spine to her waist curving beautifully at her hips. He grunted, scanning over her round bottom that fit ever so perfectly into his hand.

Aidan yanked his T-shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. Then he approached her, and adrenaline spiked through his veins. Once he settled in behind her, he pressed his bare chest against her soft back, and her low moan quivered his muscles.

He inhaled the spicy scent that belonged to Cora and rubbed his hard cock against her bottom. “You smell amazing.”

“Thank you, sir,” she whispered.

Sliding his hands down her sides, he relished in the gentle curves beneath his touch. Christ, her body was made for his fingers to explore. “So pretty.” Her quiet laugh tightened his jaw as desire swept through him. “I want to touch you.”

“It feels so good, sir,” she rasped.

He moved his hand down the center of her chest, and then cupped her breasts in his hands. “I want to put my hands all over you.” He massaged her breasts, enjoying the weight and her puckered nipples. “Make you feel good.” Running his hand down her flat stomach, he settled his touch at the junction between her thighs. “Make you nice and wet.”

“You’re achieving your goal, sir.” She squirmed against him, wiggling her body this and that way.

His jaw clenched at her rubbing against him, and he cupped her sex. Cora moaned, yet her posture remained tense. He kissed her cheek before he chuckled in her ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this nervous.” She continued to wiggle her sexy ass along his hardened length. “You’ve done incredibly naughty things with me. Tell me why this unnerves you.”

She shivered and turned in his arms, pressing her taut nipples against his chest. With wide eyes and enlarged pupils, she whispered, “I’m not used to this—this intimacy … this closeness.”

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Had he gotten too comfortable that he hadn’t prided her enough? Perhaps he had failed to ingrain into her she was important to him and that he appreciated her.

Though he allowed himself the right to make mistakes, he wouldn’t allow not rectifying them. Cora was too special not to realize within her lay a loving soul. “That is a shame.” She leaned into his touch, and he added, “You should have moments like these, where a man has you to all himself.”

With his free hand, he slid his fingers up to her rib cage and she moved with his touch. He grasped her tight and tangled his fingers into her hair, tugging her body into him. “Tonight, my touch can be yours.”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered.

“Tell me.”

She widened her legs as his hand traveled lower down her stomach, exhaling deep. “I want you to touch me, Master Aidan.”

Biting his lip, he ran his fingers between her thighs and grunted at the moisture. “Here?”

“Yes, sir,” she wheezed.

He slid a digit inside her heat, and his cock throbbed against her stomach. “So wet, Cora.” At her soft moan, he trailed his finger through her lower lips, bringing her sleek arousal up to the bundle of nerves. “Always ready, aren’t you?”

“Yes”—she shivered and shut her eyes, moving her hips in the same rhythm he set—“sir.”

He grinned, giving her clit a hard rub before dropping his touch. Cora’s eyes snapped open with hunger. He slid his thumb along her parted lips and she drew the digit into her mouth. He became trapped in that sensual show. He finally groaned, low and deep, as he pulled his thumb from her mouth and gathered her hand. “Yes, luv, I want you, too.”

With her hand tight in his, he led her to the tent and unzipped the flap. His cock pressed painfully against his pants as he entered the tent. Once he’d guided her inside, he said, “Lay that beautiful body down on the sleeping bag.” He heard her comply when he sealed the tent shut. Then he turned on the battery-operated lantern bathing the tent in a soft glow.

He looked to her, and Cora lay on her side, watching him and blinking rapidly. Aidan frowned. He’d never seen her so unsettled, likely because she’d gotten used to Club Sin. Having sex without the kink wasn’t the norm for her.

Aidan removed his pants and boxer briefs. Her gaze roamed over his chest and down his abdomen to his rock-hard cock. At her darkening eyes and hooded lids, he grabbed a condom out his pants. As he rolled the condom down his penis, her breath became raspy and her cheeks burned.

He froze.

Her tongue darted out to touch her lower lip and a blaze of fire erupted into his groin. Typically, by the time he put on the condom, Cora was too lost in the scene to notice him touching his cock. The side of his mouth arched. “Ah, you like this.”