His Forbidden Kiss
CHAPTER16
“Move your hands.” The command was swift and direct. She’d been doing well, but her action didn’t surprise Justin. The question was, would she choose to obey her Dom or would she dig in her heels and keep covering herself.
Her head turned toward the entrance to the room, even though she couldn’t see anything with the blindfold on. She didn’t move as she tried to decide what to do.
He waited. What she decided would give him a good indication as to whether a D/s relationship between them would work. As her Dom, there would be times when he’d ask her to do something she may be unsure about, especially at the club. She needed to trust that he could keep her safe and honor the limits she’d set for their play. If she couldn’t do that, then this wouldn’t work.
Several moments passed before she slowly lowered her arms, revealing her breasts to him once more. He saw her lip begin to tremble. He knew her well enough to know that she was on the verge of tears.
Justin cupped the side of her face, rubbing his thumb along her lower lip. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I just...people are watching me.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“Why does that bother you?” he asked.
She leaned into his hand. “I’m not used to...being on display. It feels wrong somehow.”
Her breathing was steadier now. She was calming down.
He brought his other hand up to palm one of her breasts. “You are beautiful. Every part of you.”
Tilting her chin up, he brushed his mouth against hers, mimicking the motion of his thumb on her nipple. She let out a breathy moan.
The tension in her body eased, and he decided to continue with what he had planned. If there was another hiccup, they’d deal with it.
Lowering his head, he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked, worrying the tip between his teeth. The hard pebble on his tongue had him wondering how wet she was.
She arched her back, begging for more, seeming to have forgotten her worries of being watched. That was good considering his plans.
Not removing his mouth from her breast, he pushed her shirt from her shoulder and let it fall to the floor. Her reaction was minimal. He noticed her clench and release her hand before relaxing back into the feeling of his mouth on her flesh.
And it was glorious flesh. Kim had the most amazing tits. They weren’t huge, but they were perfect for everything he wanted to do to them.
Once he was satisfied her breast was nice and tender, he moved on to the other one, giving it the same treatment. When he was happy with his progress, he captured her mouth with his again and reached for the zipper on her skirt.
The leather began separating as he slid the zipper lower. He felt her stiffen and waited to see what she would do.
“Please.”
“Please, what?” he asked.
“I don’t want everyone to see me naked.”
“What did I tell you before?”
She pressed her lips together for a moment before she answered, “That every part of me is beautiful.”
“That’s right. Every part of you from your head to your toes.” He paused. “Especially your beautiful pussy.”
Justin saw her swallow and then nod. He finished unzipping her skirt and pushed it down her hips. The material pooled at her feet. Kneeling, he helped her step out of it and tossed it to the side.
The sight before him was stuff wet dreams were made of. Kim stood inches away from him, in nothing but a pair of black boots that ended an inch or so below her knees. She was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
Unable to resist, he spread her legs and took a long lick. “Hmm. Just as I thought. You’re nice and wet for me.”
Not wanting to push her too far tonight, but wanting to push the point home, Justin stood and lifted her into his arms.
She let out a little squeak and grabbed hold of his shoulders for a second before releasing him. “It’s okay, baby. You can hold on to me.”
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held on tight as he brought her over to a low table set up near the spanking bench. It was lower than a standard table, making it the perfect height for sex or cunnilingus.
He set her down and reached into his pocket for a condom. “Unfasten my jeans.”
While she may not have use of her sight, Kim didn’t have issues finding the button on his jeans. With all her issues with being naked in front of an audience, she seemed not to have the same issue with him sans clothes.
As soon as his cock was free, he ripped the condom open and rolled it down his length. Holding the base, he lined himself up and pressed his hips forward.
Her muscles clenched around him and welcomed him into her warmth. He laid her back, pressing her into the table as he picked up the pace. This wasn’t a slow seduction, nor was it meant to be. And for the first time since the scene began, he felt her attention was completely on him. She wasn’t thinking about the potential people watching her or seeing her naked body. She was in the moment. With him.
Justin felt his body coil tight as his orgasm approached and snaked his hand between them. He circled her clit with his thumb, increasing the pressure until he felt her body tense. “Come for me.”
He punctuated his words with several hard thrusts. Kim’s head fell back against the table and her nails scraped his scalp as she found her release.
Dipping his head down, he captured one of her nipples in his mouth once more while he chased his own climax. A surge of energy raced up his balls moments before his orgasm hit him.
He rested his head against her chest as he caught his breath, then propped himself up on his elbows. She was breathing as hard as he was and she was still wearing the blindfold.
Grinning, Justin stepped back so he could slide out of her, took care of the condom in a nearby trashcan, and helped her from the table. Once she was on her feet again, he reached up and untied the blindfold, letting her see again.
Kim blinked several times as her eyes adjusted to the light. She looked at him, and then as if remembering where they were, her gaze shifted toward the door and the big picture window beside it. The window that he had darkened before he’d used the first toy on her to give them privacy.
She whipped her head back to look at him. “I thought...”
Justin tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Tonight wasn’t about showing you off. It was about you learning to trust me as your Dom.”
“I’m trying.”
He pulled her into his arms and gave her a hard kiss. “Get dressed and we’ll go downstairs and talk.”
After getting dressed, he’d taken hold of Kim’s hand and escorted her to one of the many seating areas on the main floor of the club. He’d left her only long enough to retrieve two bottles of water from the bar before rejoining her on the couch. Kim took the bottle he handed to her and was about to unscrew the cap when he grasped her by the hips and lifted her onto his lap. The bottle slipped out of her hands, landing between two of the cushions.
Justin picked it up and handed it to her again. “Drink your water.”
She was thirsty, so she downed almost half the bottle in one go. He brought his water to his lips and chugged the entire thing in one go. Her gaze drifted to the muscles in his neck and she had the urge to lick him. She would have thought her libido would have been satisfied, but apparently not.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked when he noticed her staring.
“I was thinking about what happened upstairs.” That was true, but not exactly. Still, she really didn’t want to talk about how she was becoming a sex maniac. “Am I in trouble again?”
“Do you think you should be?”
“I don’t know. You did tell me to keep my arms down and I didn’t.”
He nodded. “This is true. Did you disobey me intentionally or was it an automatic reaction?”
She glanced down at the bottle she held in her hands. “I didn’t intentionally disobey you.”
Lifting her chin, he made her look at him. “I didn’t think so. You covered yourself almost immediately once I opened your top.”
“I wish I had known no one was watching.” She wouldn’t have freaked out if she’d known only he could see her.
Justin dropped his arm and sat back on the couch. He eased her weight back against him. “That would have defeated the purpose of the exercise.”
He’d been testing her. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
As if he could read her mind, or maybe it was the way her body tensed, he asked, “Does that upset you?”
“I’m not used to the guys I’m with being able to read me so well.”
His chest vibrated beneath her. “A Dom needs to be able to read his sub. And it helps that we’ve known each other for a long time. I know your tells.”
Kim took another sip of her water. She knew his tells as well. He had a muscle in his jaw that pulsated when he got angry. It didn’t happen often.
He caressed the outside of her thigh as they sat there on the couch, her head resting against his shoulder. She continued to sip her water and listen to the music play in the background as people milled about around them.
Her eyes drooped, and then she noticed a woman looking at them from across the room. Kim had seen her around the club before, but she didn’t know her. “Sir?”
“Yes?” He brushed some hair away from her face, sending tingles down her cheek.
“Who is that woman?”
He tilted his head to see who she was referring to. “Her name is Angela. She’s a switch.”
“What’s a switch?” Kim had been around the club for three months and she’d never heard that term before.
“It’s someone who switches from being a Dominant or a submissive depending on who they’re playing with.”
Kim thought about that for a few moments. She thought about Beth and Drew. “Are Lady Beth and Drew switches?”
Justin chuckled. “No. Beth is a Domme and Drew is her submissive. They don’t ever switch. Not with each other and not with other people.”
“But Angela does.”
“Yes.”
Kim pressed her lips together and debated whether to ask the question lingering in her mind. In the end, she decided she had to ask. “Has she ever played with you?”
His fingers drew circles on her bare thigh. “A couple of times.”
She closed her eyes and tried not to let that bother her, but jealousy raced through her veins. Kim knew Justin had been with other women. He was thirty-four and a member of a kink club. But that didn’t mean having one of the women right in front of her was an easy pill to swallow. She knew, however, that if they were to continue their relationship, she would have to get used to it.
To her surprise, he didn’t try to placate her or explain away any interaction he’d had with Angela. “I’m one of three Doms she likes to play with when she’s in a submissive frame of mind.”
Three Doms.
Of course, Kim knew that Justin and Angela weren’t in a relationship, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t anything there. On her side anyway.
When Kim opened her eyes again, the woman was still stealing glances in their direction, even though she was trying to be coy about it. “I think maybe it was more than just playing for her.”
“It wasn’t,” he insisted.
Kim couldn’t seem to let it go. “Then why does she keep looking over at us?”
Justin sat up, startling her. He waited until she’d gotten her bearings back and was looking at him. “I don’t know why she’s looking at us. Maybe she’s curious about my new sub.”
She opened her mouth to counter his assertion that Angela was only curious, but he cut her off.
“It doesn’t matter. You are my submissive and while we’re together, I won’t be playing with anyone else and neither will you. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good.” Justin helped her onto her feet, then stood. “Ali’s been gazing over here since we sat down. I’m sure she wants to talk to you and see how your first time upstairs went.”
Kim glanced over to the far side of the room. Ali was looking at him, a mixture of curiosity and glee on her face.
They made their way over to where Ali was perched on the front of her seat, barely able to contain herself. Justin kept his fingers laced with hers as he addressed the group Ali was with. “Mind if we join you?”
“Of course not,” Daniel said. He moved to another chair, freeing up the space next to Ali for them.
Justin sat down and motioned for Kim to take a seat next to him. She hadn’t been sure if he’d want her to sit, but luckily, he hadn’t made her guess. He leaned back, resting his arm on the back of the couch, and began playing with the hairs at the base of her neck. He’d made her put her hair up earlier, saying he wanted unfettered access to her neck. Considering she melted almost every time he touched or kissed her there, she’d have to find ways to wear her hair up when he was around more often.
“How’s the shop?” Daniel asked.
“Good. We’ve been busy for the last few months. Our reputation seems to be growing.”
The conversation turned to cars and Kim turned her attention to Ali. It wasn’t that she disliked cars, but the talk of engines and fuel injectors was a foreign language to her.
As soon as she looked at her best friend, she knew the floodgates were about to open. “How did your brunch go? Did you spend all day together?”
“Okay, I guess. I mean, I’ve never done anything like that before with a guy. It was kind of strange talking about what you like and what you want to try.” They were talking low, but she knew at least Justin could hear them if he was paying attention. He seemed too engaged in his conversation with Daniel and Jeff, though.
“It gets easier. The first time I went over my limit list with a Dom, I think I turned five shades of red,” Ali confessed.
“Yeah. I don’t know how many times I blushed.”
“It’s to be expected.”
“I know. But it’s still weird,” Kim said.
Ali shifted a little closer. “So I know you said you got in trouble this afternoon, but you went upstairs. Did you just watch or did he take you into one of the playrooms?”
“One of the playrooms.”
Her friend let out a little squeal. “How did it go?”
“I messed up again.”
Ali frowned. “What happened?”
“It wasn’t as bad as this afternoon, but he took my shirt off and I covered myself even though he’d told me to keep my hands down at my side.” Kim sighed. “But as it turns out, no one could see me but him. He darkened the window to the room.”
“You shouldn’t be self-conscious. You have an amazing body. And if you haven’t noticed, no one here is going to think you being naked as weird.”
Kim followed Ali’s gaze as she looked around the room at the other members of the club. Not five feet from them, a sub was sitting on her Dom’s lap topless. From each nipple hung what looked like jewelry. “I know that. I’m just not used to being naked in front of people.”
“You didn’t seem to have issues being naked in front of Justin when you showed up at his house and offered yourself to him.”
“That was different.”
“How?” Ali asked. “You weren’t in a relationship with him. You weren’t even really friends. And yet, you didn’t think twice about showing up on his doorstep in nothing but a trench coat and laying yourself bare for him like you were the main dish on a buffet.”
Kim chuckled. “Nice visual.”
Her friend shrugged. “Ultimately, it all comes back to the same thing. Trust. Did you put exhibitionism as a hard limit?”
“A soft limit.”
She nodded. “Trust.”
Kim knew her friend was right. Justin hadn’t done anything to make her question her trust in him. Nothing he’d done had crossed any of her hard limits. Now all she had to do was get her brain to remember that every time they were playing together. Otherwise, her ass was going to be very sore.