carefully moved around her to walk away.
Patti
forced herself not to watch him, and before she folded under her desires, she
headed for the exit.
Patti left The Club with a passing, “Good night,” to
the guys on the door. The midnight air still held warmth as she took the paved
path to the car lot behind The Club. Patti waved her key fob at her car from a
distance and saw the lights respond to her thumb on the unlock button.
As she opened the door of her treasured, blue Mustang,
she stood for a moment to stare at the rear of The Club. Lights filtered
through the decorative windows of the dance floor area. A palm tree scene
decorated the white walls, and the real fronds of the palm trees, planted years
ago when The Club first opened, scraped against the painted ones as the night
breeze rolled in off the nearby river. Patti sighed and took her seat behind
the driving wheel. She closed the door and sat still, staring out of the
window. I’ll probably never see him
again. I should have taken what he offered. He’s gorgeous. Hell, what with
Dominic, Jonathan, Cade, and now him, how is it possible to find so many
gorgeous men in one place? Patti amused herself with this thought and
covered her confusion about why she’d rebuffed Cameron with a wry smile. She
started the car and drove home.
Chapter Two
Patti
didn’t have to work that Saturday, and took her sweet time doing her chores––but
as she did her laundry and vacuumed, her thoughts strayed to meeting Cameron
the previous night. When butterflies leapt in her stomach at the thought of returning
to The Club that night, she tried to suppress them. She dawdled through the
weekly shopping and drifted around in the mall, all the while her desire and
sexual need growing until she felt strung out from weeks of abstinence.
Finally,
it grew late enough in the evening to shower and dress for a visit to The Club.
Patti drove quickly, excitement making her shake. She parked in the car lot and
sat for a few seconds. Don’t be
disappointed if he’s not there. Take it easy, s he counselled herself, then
got out of her car and walked as calmly as she could to the entrance of The
Club. The guys on the door smiled a hello at her and a surge of confidence flooded Patti at their greeting.
Her
gaze raked the patrons already enjoying sexual freedom in the main room. Doms
and subs absorbed in each other soaked the air with sex and sensuality. She
edged past a large group of people talking by the bar and stood to one side of
the dance floor … no sign of Cameron. She leaned on one of the pillars at the
edge of the dance floor, a sudden drench of sadness making her shoulders sag. Her
heart sank, but she forced herself not to be too disappointed. I really need to enjoy just being here.
“Hi,
Patti … it’s great to see you.” The velvety smooth male tones caressed her ear.
Patti
turned slowly. In a delicious repeat of their previous meeting, Cameron was
directly behind her, and so close his breath raised goosebumps on the back of
her neck. She looked up into his handsome face, relief at his presence vying
with a flood of desire that clenched her stomach.
“I’m
going to offer you the release I know you craved last night once again, Patti,
if you’d like to remind me your safeword and limits. If you
want that.”
Lost
in his gaze, she murmured her answer. “My safeword is lemons, and I …I …” Patti faltered, his proximity robbing her of coherent thought.
Cameron
put a finger over her lips. “I think I need to cover you in kisses and cradle
you in my arms so you know for sure I want to take care of your needs. Would
you like that? Do you want release now? You look for all the world as if you’re
so tense you might snap like a beautiful flower stalk if you’re not taken care
of … and soon.”
His
words sent tingles of desire flashing over her body.
He
smudged his finger sexily over her bottom lip and then drew back for her to
answer him.
Her
pussy
Patti
forced herself not to watch him, and before she folded under her desires, she
headed for the exit.
Patti left The Club with a passing, “Good night,” to
the guys on the door. The midnight air still held warmth as she took the paved
path to the car lot behind The Club. Patti waved her key fob at her car from a
distance and saw the lights respond to her thumb on the unlock button.
As she opened the door of her treasured, blue Mustang,
she stood for a moment to stare at the rear of The Club. Lights filtered
through the decorative windows of the dance floor area. A palm tree scene
decorated the white walls, and the real fronds of the palm trees, planted years
ago when The Club first opened, scraped against the painted ones as the night
breeze rolled in off the nearby river. Patti sighed and took her seat behind
the driving wheel. She closed the door and sat still, staring out of the
window. I’ll probably never see him
again. I should have taken what he offered. He’s gorgeous. Hell, what with
Dominic, Jonathan, Cade, and now him, how is it possible to find so many
gorgeous men in one place? Patti amused herself with this thought and
covered her confusion about why she’d rebuffed Cameron with a wry smile. She
started the car and drove home.
Chapter Two
Patti
didn’t have to work that Saturday, and took her sweet time doing her chores––but
as she did her laundry and vacuumed, her thoughts strayed to meeting Cameron
the previous night. When butterflies leapt in her stomach at the thought of returning
to The Club that night, she tried to suppress them. She dawdled through the
weekly shopping and drifted around in the mall, all the while her desire and
sexual need growing until she felt strung out from weeks of abstinence.
Finally,
it grew late enough in the evening to shower and dress for a visit to The Club.
Patti drove quickly, excitement making her shake. She parked in the car lot and
sat for a few seconds. Don’t be
disappointed if he’s not there. Take it easy, s he counselled herself, then
got out of her car and walked as calmly as she could to the entrance of The
Club. The guys on the door smiled a hello at her and a surge of confidence flooded Patti at their greeting.
Her
gaze raked the patrons already enjoying sexual freedom in the main room. Doms
and subs absorbed in each other soaked the air with sex and sensuality. She
edged past a large group of people talking by the bar and stood to one side of
the dance floor … no sign of Cameron. She leaned on one of the pillars at the
edge of the dance floor, a sudden drench of sadness making her shoulders sag. Her
heart sank, but she forced herself not to be too disappointed. I really need to enjoy just being here.
“Hi,
Patti … it’s great to see you.” The velvety smooth male tones caressed her ear.
Patti
turned slowly. In a delicious repeat of their previous meeting, Cameron was
directly behind her, and so close his breath raised goosebumps on the back of
her neck. She looked up into his handsome face, relief at his presence vying
with a flood of desire that clenched her stomach.
“I’m
going to offer you the release I know you craved last night once again, Patti,
if you’d like to remind me your safeword and limits. If you
want that.”
Lost
in his gaze, she murmured her answer. “My safeword is lemons, and I …I …” Patti faltered, his proximity robbing her of coherent thought.
Cameron
put a finger over her lips. “I think I need to cover you in kisses and cradle
you in my arms so you know for sure I want to take care of your needs. Would
you like that? Do you want release now? You look for all the world as if you’re
so tense you might snap like a beautiful flower stalk if you’re not taken care
of … and soon.”
His
words sent tingles of desire flashing over her body.
He
smudged his finger sexily over her bottom lip and then drew back for her to
answer him.
Her
pussy
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