Jesse tugs my hand to get my attention and I look up at him, but he just nods towards the scene. I look and find the man kissing her in gratitude. He recovers the crop from the floor and saunters slowly around to the back of her, dragging it on the floor as he goes. She is blind to his movements, but her sudden awareness is apparent as her body solidifies and she raises her head, panting. He starts to stroke her back, running his fingertips up and down the centre of her spine and then down to the cheeks of her backside. She hums in satisfaction, and I think I might have as well. I feel Jesse’s eyes on me. He heard me too.
Oh God!
He caresses her perfect, firm cheeks, rubbing and kneading with the palm of his hand, and he groans as she arches her back and loosens again. After a few minutes of manipulating and stroking her pert bum, he withdraws his hand and I see the woman tense.
She knows what’s coming. I know what’s coming. Jesse’s increased pressure around my hand confirms it too, but I can’t drag my eyes away. He raises the crop and in one hard, fast stroke, he brings it down to meet one of her cheeks. She cries out, and I flinch at the sharp snap, turning my head away from the scene and into the hard vastness of Jesse’s chest. Before I am aware, his free hand is cradling my head, pushing my face into his shoulder and pulling me closer to his body. The pressure of his hand around mine increases further and I hear another crack. My hand is released and he wraps it around my back to join his other, my arms bunched up in between our torsos. I’m completely cocooned by his body and despite my surroundings and what is taking place in it, this is the most comforting place I have ever been.
‘This is not your thing, let’s move on.’ he whispers in my ear.
Move on to what? Will that be my thing? I resent the exposure I feel when he releases his big body from mine, but I let him take my hand and lead me away. I hear the crack of the crop again and again as we leave the area, and I snap my eyes shut each time, holding my breath. I just can’t grasp what I’ve just witnessed. Pleasure and pain? Just the pleasure please! That part looked good, but then I remember being handcuffed myself and Jesse’s hard slaps across my backside as he slammed into me. I’m not even going to pretend I didn’t enjoy my retribution f**k.
‘What is this music?’ I ask as we round a corner and approach a group of people.
He looks down at me with a smile. ‘Enigma. Is it making you horny?’
‘No.’ I scoff. It is! All of this is, but I’m not going to admit it, although my finger twiddling wildly in my hair is a dead giveaway. He laughs and bats my hand down as he stops me in front of one woman and three men.
Jesse bends his body so our eyes are level. ‘Just for the record, none of this will ever happen with us.’
I look at him and he winks. It’s bitterly endearing and I’m grateful for the clarification because I wouldn’t share him either. ‘What about the other stuff?’ I try to sound casual and not hopeful. I think I pull it off.
His eyes snap to mine. ‘I don’t share you with anyone, Ava. Not even their eyes.’ He sounds affronted and I smile, but I didn’t mean in here specifically. There are private suites. Bloody hell, what’s got into me? I turn my attention back to the scene before us.
A woman is laid out on a cushioned fur throw, her hands bound loosely with a strip of soft leather. Her eyes flick to Jesse’s and she licks her lips. I actually let out a little laugh at her shamelessness. Not another one? She is completely naked and her eyes are full of want as she drags her stare from Jesse and diverts it to the three naked men looming over her. She wants Jesse too and I’m certain that what I’m about to see is going to be for his benefit.
The three men all take position, kneeling at various places around her strewn body and placing their hands on her in different positions. None of them go for the same area. They all know their place on her body. One slowly lowers his head to her breast and begins swirling his tongue around one of her ni**les, bringing it to a stiff peak before sealing his mouth around her areola and sucking while massaging the mound under his mouth.
Another man is performing the same sensual routine on her other breast, working in unison with his fellow member, like they know how best to pleasure her. The woman’s answering sighs and exhalations suggest they are succeeding in their endeavors. I can’t help my own ni**les tingling and puckering as I shift on the spot, feeling Jesse’s eyes on me. I look up at him, and he quickly looks away, but he has a smirk tipping the corners of his lips. He knows I’m affected. I cringe and look back to the scene, willing my body to behave. Now the third man has joined in and is stroking and rubbing between her thighs.
Oh hell!
The slickness of her is making his fingers slide with ease over the outer edges of her entrance. He withdraws his hand to reach up and run his wet fingers across her bottom lip, and her tongue darts out, lapping up the wetness. His fingers fall to her chin and then begin a slow trail down the centre of her body before reaching her sex. She bucks in response to his touch, letting out a cry of frustration as he removes his hand. He lays his free arm across her stomach to prevent her movements and then plunges two fingers into her, smiling at her attempts to struggle free.
I’m watching, completely rapt, as she laps up the attention with intermittent moans, telling them they are making her a very happy woman, and I’m shocked to feel hugely turned on. She is being showered with attention from these men and their only pleasure is her pleasure.
I know Jesse’s eyes are on me again, I can’t look at him.