As his men called out in farewell, Mitch locked the office trailer and strode to his truck, pulling out after the last one left then jumping out to lock the gates to the building site. No use leaving the temptation of a vacant lot full of dangerous equipment easily accessible for someone to get hurt. Pondering what to pick up for dinner on the way home so they didn’t have to spend time fixing something, he remembered the lunch Hannah had brought him again today. It wasn’t the mile high sandwich filled with deli meat, cheese and all the fixings that made him grin, but the cupcakes she included for he and his men, the two set aside for him shaped into a woman’s cleavage, M & M’s used for the nipples. He hoped the mischievous streak meant she was comfortable with both him and with returning to the club. She said she was, said she was looking forward to tonight, but he had gone easy on her last week.
“I want you to be you tonight,” Hannah had told him as she was leaving after lunch. “Don’t hold back. I know if I don’t want to participate in something that I won’t have to.”
He hadn’t told her he had already planned to do just that, but now that he knew just how open she was to kicking things up a notch, he felt more optimistic about her acceptance of his plans. Watching Hannah come alive these past weeks has been like watching a butterfly emerge from its cocoon, spreading its wings for the first time. Mitch had to give her a chance to spread her wings fully, to really explore her newfound sexuality and needs, which meant including someone else in their play. He has always loved watching a woman come apart under both his ministrations and another’s, but there is a part of him that doesn’t want to share any part of Hannah, even though he has no intentions of letting someone else fuck her. It was a risk, giving her just a taste of the pleasure two men can give her. She might look at it as a betrayal, a sign he didn’t care as much for her as she did for him. Or, that small taste might whet her appetite for more, might be risking the butterfly eventually wanting to fly free.
With Hannah, he just didn’t know. The woman hasn’t behaved or reacted predictably since he met her, so he doubted she was going to start now. His phone rang as he stopped at a light, and seeing it was her on the caller ID screen, he answered with a smile. “Hello, sweetheart. You home already?”
“No, sorry. My three o’clock got changed to eight this evening. This couple is leaving to visit his family in Maine tomorrow and won’t be back for a week and wanted to meet before they left. It’s after six now, so I don’t have time to come home. I’m meeting them at her parent’s house.”
“I’ll go with you,” Mitch said, not liking the idea of her driving out to the club alone after dark. Located off a main county highway, Casey’s was a good twenty minute drive once you’re out of Lexington’s city limits.
“Don’t be silly, I don’t know how long this’ll take. Her parents are friends of Aunt Mary’s and very well-to-do. Getting this job could really open doors for me.”
Mitch heard the excitement in her voice and knew how much she was enjoying working, earning her own way for the first time and damned if he didn’t admire how well she has been doing. Her insistence on doing as much on her own was another admirable trait he couldn’t fault her for. “Okay. Call me when you’re on your way,” he reluctantly agreed before hanging up.
Maybe it was a good thing he would be arriving a little earlier than Hannah, he mused as he pulled into his drive. He could finalize one scene with Colin and see who was available to help with another. The McGilley’s had ribbed him good naturedly about Hannah last Sunday over poker, but they all liked her and had nothing but best wishes for them. He knew when they heard he and Hannah have been practically living together this past week, spending every night together in his bed, they would give him more friendly grief. But that was okay, he didn’t mind in the least seeing as he hasn’t been this optimistic and pleased about his life in a very long time.
Two hours later, Mitch was waylaid by Crystal as soon as he stepped off the elevator into the private second floor club, surprised to see her upstairs so early. “Crystal, why aren’t you with your friends downstairs, driving the guys crazy with your dancing?” He was in a good mood, so he smiled fondly at her even though he had been hoping to spend some quiet time visiting before Hannah arrived.
“I was hoping you’d show up early since Master Colin said you weren’t helping downstairs tonight.” Crystal grabbed his arm and let him feel her erect nipples through the satin camisole. “I’ve missed playing with you, Master Mitch.” Sliding her hand down his chest, her eyes on his, she cupped his semi-erect cock, purring, “Let me take care of this for you tonight.”
Mitch delicately removed her hand, trying hard to mask his irritation. “I thought I made it clear the last time I saw you that I am unavailable. Set your sights on someone else.”
He watched the teasing light in her eyes frost over as she stepped back and snarled, “Just how long do you think your little prude will amuse you? I’m guessing not much longer and then you’ll want me back. Only maybe it’ll be me who’s not available then.”
“I’ll chance it,” he returned dryly, his temper simmering at her audacity. “Excuse me; I need to visit with Jason.” Mitch walked away without looking back, hoping she got the message loud and clear this time. Crystal was an attractive, very willing playmate and he had no doubt she’d be sinking her claws into someone else soon.
“You hooking up with Diana tonight?” he asked Jason as he took a seat next to him where they were both facing the bench and had a good view of the two women pleasuring Bruce on it.
“No, she’s unable to come tonight.” Jason shrugged as if the new sub’s absence wasn’t a hardship, which it wasn’t. “I wouldn’t mind joining you in educating your pretty Hannah, if you need someone.”
“You must be a fucking mind reader. Yeah, just a light scene and not until the end of the evening.” Mitch was glad Jason had brought the subject up and was free to help out. Other than the McGilley’s, he was the only one he would consider letting touch Hannah at this point.
“Which means I better get out there and play beforehand. From the looks of her, Crystal could use a good spanking as well as a good fucking.”
“You’d be right on both accounts and again be doing me a favor. I wasn’t paying attention to the signals and allowed her to become too attached. My fault, but not much I can do about it now.”
“Don’t worry,” Jason said, rising. “I’m always up to taking a rebellious sub in hand. Flag me down later when you need me.”
“Thanks, Jason.”
It was almost two hours later when Hannah called to let him know she had arrived. “It’s about time,” Mitch greeted her when he went downstairs and found her sitting at the bar. He didn’t particularly care for the need he felt to be with her again, but there didn’t seem to be anything he could do about it. Several heads turned when she hopped off the stool and grinned up at him, those fey silver/blue eyes guileless, her hair loose and falling like a thick caramel waterfall to her shoulders. Dressed in the white leather mini skirt he had bought her and the light blue spaghetti strapped tank top, the full lushness of her body was easily noticeable and drawing attention. “You look fucking hot.” Mitch kissed her, making sure everyone ogling her knew she was taken before taking her hand and leading her to the elevator.
“In a hurry?” Hannah sputtered on a laugh as Mitch took long, fast strides towards the private exit. His anxiousness to get her upstairs fed her own excitement that has been building all week. No matter how many times they had sex, how many ways he found to tease and torment her into those awesome orgasms, she still found herself craving more. Or, maybe it was the man she was craving. Honestly, she didn’t know nor did she want to debate the issue with herself tonight. She was confident the answers she needed would come to her in time. She liked the way he had kissed her so possessively by the bar, his tongue mimicking what his body would be doing shortly, spiking her arousal.
She had changed clothes in the restroom before he came down since this outfit wouldn’t have been appropriate to meet clients in. The looks she had gotten surprised her as she has never drawn male attention before, but it wasn’t until Mitch eyed her with that blatant look of lust combined with fondness that she responded with pleasure.
Mitch turned to her and smiled as he punched the elevator button. “I seem to always be in a hurry to have you again, Hannah. I wonder why that is?”
“I couldn’t say. Remember, I’m the novice here.”
Mitch snorted. “In some things, yes, but others, I think you could teach me a thing or two.”
“Like what?” she asked curiously as they walked into the great room and Mitch led her over to where Anna was positioned on her knees between Donovan’s spread thighs, her bright red head bobbing up and down on his engorged cock.
Reaching into his bag tha
t was on the floor next to the other couple, he pulled out a jar of Nutella. “Like how good it feels when you lick this off my dick. On your knees, sweetheart.”