“I’m going to come so deep inside you that there won’t
“You’re such a caveman,” she teased.
He answered her with another punishing thrust. Then he wrapped his hand in her hair, pulling and angling her head so that he could graze his teeth along her jaw. “Damn right, I am.”
She let out a soft, helpless whimper that she knew would excite him all the more. As expected, he became more punishing and soon the room was filled with the harsh sounds of raw fucking.
Her entire body shook as he pounded into her. He shoved aside the thin barrier of her top so that her jiggling breasts were visible.
He thumbed one dark nipple and stilled his thrusts for a moment. “I’d love to pierce your nipples. Perhaps that will be your next gift from me.”
A delicious thrill rolled through her body. Lucas was generous in all things, but she loved especially when he bestowed gifts that
He began to thrust again, but they were tight, controlled thrusts. Three more and he suddenly went stiff and she could feel the hot, slick sensation of his cum coating her passageway.
He stood there, still wedged tightly inside her as he stared down into her eyes.
“Wear the bright red lipstick. I want to look at you all night and fantasize about those red lips sucking my cock on the way home.”
Her body hummed and she was desperate for release, but he hadn’t given her permission and she knew it was likely he wouldn’t.
As if reading her mind, he pulled out, his cock still very much erect and glistening with a mixture of her fluids and his.
“Get down on your knees and lick me clean. Don’t get anything on my pants. I want you hungry and on edge all night. Think of me, Ren. Imagine what I’ll do to you when we get home. Or maybe I won’t wait. Maybe I’ll take you right there in my club where anyone could happen on us. Would you like that?”
She went to her knees, hands locked behind her back. He held her chin and guided his cock toward her mouth. He slid inside and rocked gently back and forth until there was no trace of her fluids or his.
Still, he continued, his grip on her letting her know that he was in control. He fucked her mouth for several long minutes before finally he stepped away and tucked himself back into the confines of his pants.
He reached down to take her hand and carefully assisted her to her feet so she wouldn’t trip in her heels. He arranged her skirt so that it once again covered her ass and then he fixed her top to lay over her breasts.
He pressed a quick kiss to her swollen lips. “Go finish getting ready. I’ll wait downstairs for you.”
Ren was already anticipating the rush when the thump of the club music invaded her veins.
He got out of the car and she waited for him to circle around to open her door. He was laid back about a lot of things but not when it came to her. He had exacting expectations and whether they were in public or private, he saw to her every need.
He reached in to take her hand and assisted her out, holding her against him for a moment until he was sure she had her footing. It amused her because he bought her a ridiculous number of high heels. He loved them on her. Loved to watch her in them. But he was terrified she was going to fall and break her neck.
They were met by one of Lucas’s bouncers as well as his club manager the moment they stepped toward the entrance.
Though Ren was clearly Lucas’s submissive, the other two men treated her with deference and absolute respect. One of the club employees had once made the mistake of treating Ren as though she was a lot lower on the food chain or as if he had the right to command her as Lucas commanded her.
After Lucas had—quite forcibly—shown him the error of his ways, Lucas had fired him on the spot. It quickly became clear to not only the employees but to the club regulars that Lucas highly valued his woman and would tolerate no disrespect shown to her.
As a result, Ren was kowtowed to every bit as much as Lucas himself was. Perhaps more so. Many had realized that the path to pleasing Lucas lay in pleasing her. Lucas went out of his way to reward those who saw to her every need.
“Good evening, Mr. Holt. Miss Michaels.”
Ren smiled up at the burly manager who had actually once been the head bouncer. “Hello, Duffy. How are things tonight?”
“Isn’t that my line?” Lucas inquired dryly.
“Busy. Just the way we like it,” Duffy returned. “Would you like your usual, sir?”
Lucas shook his head. “I’m going to take Ren around the club. See that my table is available and that a waitress is assigned to me.”
