Leather & Lace

Chapter 4

Her nerves were a mess. She didn’t know anyone there. Maybe I should turn around, she thought as she drove up the familiar hill and ironically parked in her same spot. She took a few deep breaths reminding herself that she’s not in here for Edward, she’s here to find herself. As she walked up to the door, the same security guard, Simon eyes light up.

“Lace, right?” He asked. She straightened her shoulders to appear more confident.

“That’s right.”

He smiled, “Welcome back. By the way, you look stunning.”

She smiled and nodded her head as she walked in the building. Just like before, people were walking around naked. Some were serving drinks, some were dancing and others were f*****g and sucking on each other. Lacey knew she would need some liquor courage to find whatever it is she’s looking for. She went to the bar and ordered her vodka shots. Down each of them, she began to feel a little better. She decided that she was going to dance. She strolled onto the floor and began to dance. She swayed her hips as her hands were in the air. Out of the blue, someone came up behind her and began to dance with her. Their hands roamed over her body, stopping at her breast. She jumped before she remembered what type of place this is. She took a deep breath and leaned her head back onto his chest. He lifted and massaged her breasts, causing her straps to slide off of her shoulders. Her body grew hot and her n*****s got hard. She continued to grind against him as the bottom of her dress started to rise up. She turned towards him and her eyes widened, surprised to see that she was dancing with Mr. Newman.

“I didn’t expect you to come back here,” he whispered in her ear. His low deep voice sent a thrill of emotions through her.

“Me either, but I’m on this journey of finding myself.”

He smiled at her. “Maybe I can help you.” He grabbed her hand and took her into a private room. The room had a sofa on one side and a huge queen sized bed with two night stands on the other. He sat on the sofa and tapped the seat next to him. She walked, sat down, and let out a breath.

“Okay, so now that it’s quiet, tell me,” he implied.

She frowned. “Tell you what?”

“Tell me who you are Lace.”

“I don’t know. I was expected to marry my childhood friend but we didn’t work out.”

“Why?” He asked, making her feel a little awkward.

“Because.” He could sense her hesitation.

“Lace, in order to fully figure out what you want, you have to face the hard truth.”

She sighed, “He said I was boring, there was no thrill in our s*x life, no excitement. He found it here and I was wondering if I would find the same thing.”

“And how is that working out for you?”

She played with her hands. “I don’t know, yet. I’ve always done what everyone told me to do.”

“Okay. But now you’re free. You are in control of your life. So, what do you want? Why did you come back here?” He asked questions that she didn’t have the answer to.

“I don’t know. I guess to find a part of myself. To figure out how to not be so boring.”

“Boring? Sexually?” Mr. Newman asked.

“Yes,” she answered shyly. “Why are you asking me all of this?”

He laughed. “I really just want to help you.”

“But why? This is the second time we met.”

“I just like to help people,” he smirked.

“I see.” Lacey wasn’t sure what she should do. She didn’t want to admit that she was hoping to see him again. In a way she was happy to. His voice and his touch seem to light up a spark inside of her. She’s never reacted to anyone like that. She didn’t know if she should feel that aching feeling down there. Her curiosity is definitely piqued but she doesn’t want to come off as a slut.

“What are you thinking about? And be honest.” Be honest. This is a start. Be honest about what I want, feel, and think.

“I’m thinking about you.” He was amused and surprised at her confession.

“What about me?”

“You made me feel things that I haven’t felt before. When you first touched me, my body responded in a way I'd never expected. It made me have erotic dreams and these dreams felt real.”

Mr. Newman moved closer, but Lacey didn’t move.

“Do you want it to be real, Lace?” Oh she did. Just being alone in a room with him is making her want to do all of those erotic things she did in her dreams.

“Yesssss,” she hissed as he trailed a hand down her arm.

“Okay, but there’s a catch.” She looked up at him. “You’re in full control. You tell me what you want and I’ll do it.” Lacey’s heart leaped. He will do whatever she wants. She was nervous and excited at the same time.

She nodded her head. “I can do this,” she said silently.

“Tell me. Tell me what you want right now.”

“I want you to kiss me.” He leaned on his warm breath dancing on her lips. He tipped her chin and cupped her cheek before pressing his lips on hers. They were so warm and soft. She kissed him back subconsciously gliding her tongue demanding entrance to completely taste him. He opened his mouth and their tongues began to clash. She leaned into him as he placed his hand on her shoulder. She let out a moan as she enjoyed the way he was devouring her mouth.

She broke the kiss and looked at him as he waited for her to direct him. “Take off my dress, slowly.”

“Your wish is my command.” He slowly moved the thin straps down until her arms came out of them. He began to kiss her neck, occasionally nipping and sucking as he revealed her breast. “Mmmmm,” she whimpered. His hand lightly brushed her n*****s but she felt the shock of arousal. He asked her to stand and when she did, he completely removed her dress. She was standing in only her heels and lace thong. Her body was perfect. Nice size breasts, curvy waist, long legs that he wanted around his neck as he obliged to her every demand. He made her feel sexy, seductive, desired, and beautiful.

“I want you to make my dream come true.” He smiled as he stood on both feet. He laced their hands together and walked her to the bed. She sat on the bed as he went into the nightstand. He took out two leather objects. One was a blindfold and the other was cuffs. He placed the cool leather over her eyes and then cuffed her hands together. He kissed her again, this time a little more roughly. She didn’t mind it, though. He played with n*****s, smacking them and then rubbing them. He lapped at her n*****s making her arch her back. He enjoyed the way she tasted and she enjoyed the way he was making her feel.

He moved from her breast to her stomach and down in between her legs. Her thin lace thong fit perfectly over her mound. He kissed both of her thighs as he sniffed in her scent. He wanted to eat her alive and he was going to. He asked to turn over on her knees. With her hands cuffed together, she managed to hold herself up, arching her ass in the air. Her folds were moist and her clit peek between them. She was ready for him and he didn’t want to keep her waiting longer. He licked her clit, causing her to scream out. “Oh f**k, mmmmm.” She gripped the sheets with her hands as he greedily circled her clit. Her legs jerked and she didn’t know how to stop it. Hell, she didn’t want to.

“Yes, right there,” she cried.

“f**k, you taste so good,” Mr. Newman continued to ravish her. Seeing her ass jiggle, he used one hand to grip her cheek making her open herself up to him. He smacked her ass. “Is this what happened in your dream?” He asked between licks.

“Yessss, just like that.” He smacked her ass again. She never imagined having this kind of s*x. Edward didn’t go to lengths to make her feel this way. “Please, don’t stop.”

“I’m not baby. I’ll go as long as you want.” He licked her until she had her first orgasm. Her legs shook as her clit throbbed until fluid released.

“f**k…shit, s**t, shit.” She was panting so loud and that only made Mr. Newman laugh. Once she got control of herself, she noticed how wet she still was. She wanted more. Her body needed it. “I want more. I want you inside of me.” Her body was aching.

“As you wish, my lady.” He began to remove his clothes. She heard him unzip his pants and she could only imagine what he looked like under there. Since she was blind folded, she would only be able to feel it.

“Actually, Mr. Newman, lay on the bed.”

She can hear him move around and shortly after, she felt his hot body against hers. “Untie my hands, I want to feel you.”

He removed the cuffs, rubbed her wrists, and guided her hands on his body. With each ripple of muscle, she became more aroused. He held her over his shaft and she felt how big he was. “Oh my goodness! Is this even real?” She silently questioned.

“Now, I’m going to ride you until we both get our release.”

“Well, gritty up, stallion.” He helped her get on top of him and guided his shaft at her entrance. Just like in her dream, she slowly felt her core being stretched. Once he was in, she began to bounce on him. Their bodies slapped against each other as he held her waist. Lacey leaned forward and kissed him. It was so hot, intense, erotic. She forgot that they were inside of a s*x club. She broke the kiss and her titties were dangling in his face. He latched on to a n****e as tighten his grip on her waist and pumped deeply into her. He began to grunt as he felt how tight she was. She gripped his wood lubing him with her juices.

“Dammit Lace, you feel so damn good.”

“Please make me c*m,” she begged. He pumped into her before flipping her and putting her long legs around his neck. He pumped fast and he could feel her legs shaking. “Oh f**k, I’m about to c*m,” she whimpered.

“Me too.” He moved even faster, hitting her G spot and Lacey could no longer hold it. She felt the pressure of her clit release her fluids as her legs shook uncontrollably. Mr. Newman pumped a few more times as he let out his release. They both lay there panting. He played with her hair as they both tried to calm themselves down.

“So, how did it feel to be in control?” He asked her.

She let out a breath. “Thrilling. I felt powerful.”

“I must admit, Lace, you’re nowhere near boring.”

“Thank you.” There was a pause between them. “Umm, can you take the blindfold off?”

“Oh s**t. I’m sorry.” He removed the blindfold and when she was able to see, she was able to see him fully. God this man is so gorgeous.

“Well, I think we should get ready to go, the club will be closing to clean up,” he suggested. They got out of bed and he helped with her dress. When she turned around to face him. He gently kissed her lips again.

“Thank you for trusting me, Lace. Until next time.”

She smiled and nodded. “Until next time.” He made it to the door and she just remembered something.

“Hey?”

“Yeah?” He turned around.

“You never told me your first name.”

He smiled at her. “It’s Brett.”