He led me to the dance floor. His arms wrapped around my body, pulling me in tight against his hard chest. The tightness in his jeans that I’d admired on the plane returned and his cock pressed into the soft flesh of my belly. I was lost in his scent, his touch, his sexuality. Everyone in the room disappeared, and it was just me and Todd on that dance floor as he swayed me back and forth.
My body reacted to his touch. His hands gripped my ass cheeks, my body lifted toward his. His hips rocked into me, my hips grinding with the same motion. It was as if I’d become his puppet, following his every move on the floor.
I looked up and into his eyes. They were so blue they made my heart ache to stare into them. His lips were so full, so eager to taste me. All I wanted was to taste him.
“Can I kiss you, Katrina?” he asked softly.
My nipples tightened against my blouse just as my fingers dug into his skin. I nodded, wanting his lips against mine more than anything.
His eyes narrowed as he lowered his mouth to me. I lifted up onto my tippy-toes to meet him halfway. I didn’t want to close my eyes. I wanted to watch this beautiful man kiss me. I wanted to watch his lips part, his eyes flicker behind his lids. I didn’t want to miss a thing.
Instantly, my body released a wave of electricity as our lips met. The kiss was more than expected, filled with emotion, passion, and desire I hadn’t thought possible. My arms wrapped around his neck, my fingers slid into his short, groomed hair, and my body pressed hard against his erection. Wow, just fuckin’ wow!
CHAPTER NINE
Todd
My dick felt like it was going to rip the denim away from it with one more pulse. I pulled back from Katrina, stared into her eyes, and hoped she felt the same strong chemistry I had with that kiss. That amazing fuckin’ kiss!
Her eyes looked dazed and full of confusion. Yes, she felt it too.
I hadn’t realized I’d backed her from the dance floor and up against a wall. Our mouths had locked together, our bodies melted into one, and everything, everyone else disappeared.
“Excuse me.” A man in a white suit tapped me on the shoulder.
I still hadn’t spoken, neither had Katrina.
“Yes,” I said quickly, suddenly worried that maybe we’d crossed a line here or something, although I couldn’t imagine how a kiss could be offensive in this place.
“I couldn’t help but notice the strong sexual tension between you two. Would you be interested in renting one of our special rooms?” he asked.
Relief flooded over me, but then a new tension arrived. A special room? Like a fuck room? My eyes stared into Katrina’s. Her lips were still parted, her breathing still labored. Damn, she was so fuckin’ sexy.
“Would you?” I asked, softly, fearing that I was overstepping.
Her eyes sparkled against the lights circling the dance floor. I watched carefully as her lips curled into a smile, and she barely nodded. Was that a yes? Holy shit!
“Yes. We’d like that,” I replied to the man.
His smile was welcoming, putting both Katrina and myself at ease. I’d spent time in sex clubs before, but never with a woman as classy as Katrina. I couldn’t believe she was agreeing to stay here with me, to experiment something I knew was too far out of her comfort zone to even comprehend. I wanted to ask her if she was sure but feared she might change her mind. I’d take her home if she panicked once we were in the room. I loved pushing her past her limits, but only if she wanted me to.
The man motioned for us to follow him up a winding staircase and down a long wooden hallway. He opened a set of blue doors, revealing the special room he had to offer. It was wildly sexy, filled with a variety of toys, lotions, and contraceptives. I looked toward Katrina, who was now searching the room with panicked eyes. Maybe she wasn’t ready for this. This was too much. I'd pushed too hard, too fast.
“The rooms are thoroughly cleaned after each guest checks out. You will find everything you need. Use only what you want, leaving the other items in their secured packaging. You will be billed only for what you use, or what you open. Any items you use are yours to keep. If you do not want to keep them, we will properly dispose of them for you once you leave. There is a bed, a massage table, a variety of chairs, sex swings, and a full bathroom for your convenience, or your pleasure.”
I handed him my credit card once he completed his instructions. My heart raced as he closed the door. I watched Katrina take a step forward. Her hand reached out, grazing the leather whip that hung on the wall.
“You into whips and chains?” I asked, half chuckling as I spoke.
She was so meek, so mild, I couldn’t imagine her into anything beyond an occasional toy, probably played with in the bathtub at home. She shook her head. Her cheeks were bright red, but her eyes had lost that panicked look. She looked excited. Was she excited?
“Can I?” I asked, stepping toward her. I reached up, gripped the tight clip she had holding her hair into a loose bun and released it. Her hair fell past her shoulders and down her back sending an instant rush of blood to my dick. “You’re beautiful.”
I wanted to kiss her again. But I needed to know if she really wanted to be here. She was hard to read, and I wasn’t going to assume anything.
“Are you sure you want to be here?”
She nodded. The innocence in her eyes turned me on like a light switch. Katrina Delaney wasn’t an ordinary woman. She was professional, smart, tough, but also sweet, innocent, beautiful. She was a challenge that I couldn’t walk away from. I wanted to push her past her limits and to bring her pleasures she’d never experienced before. I wanted to make her feel as good as she made me feel, even better if possible.
I moved toward her, my eyes locked onto hers. Those sweet pink painted lips that tasted so delicious on the dance floor were still teasing me. “I want to taste you again.” I leaned in, pulling her close with my arms clasped around her tiny waist.
Her eyes closed, her head fell back, and her lips parted. I leaned in, slowly grazed my lips against hers, and teased her tongue with quick flicks from mine. I pulled back, watched the sweet desire forming on her face, the yearning she felt for me so evident, and the utter disappointment of my moving away displayed so openly in her eyes as they widened. Fuck, my cock was ready to explode.
“You ever submit to a man?” I asked softly. Her eyes widened, her cheeks reddened, and she shook her head. “You just keep eyeing those whips.” I smiled to show I was teasing.
She made a soft sound that was probably supposed to be a laugh. “Do you want me to submit to you?”
Blood rushed to my dick, filling it to a painful level of excitement. Yes, I wanted that more than anything right at that moment. I couldn’t believe she was considering it. Or was she just playing with me? Teasing me?
“I’ll let you choose the toys,” I said, releasing my grip on her.
I watched as she fingered each toy, her teeth sinking onto her lower lip, and her eyes lingering on each one as if she was imagining how it’d feel.