Chapter Seven
The relief at finally getting everything out sent a surge of renewed energy coursing through Kayla’s body. She snuggled closer to Mastema’s warmth, inhaling leather and the faint scent of his shampoo. Gone were the horrible memories that had surfaced downstairs. There was only this room, and this man. The one who now knew all her dirty little secrets.
“You probably have to get back downstairs, don’t you?”
Those gorgeous blue eyes bored into hers. Shivers ran up and down her spine at the unbridled lust in them. “I don’t want to. I’d rather stay here with you and fuck until we can’t walk.”
“Oh…” The most delicious jolt of dizzying need engulfed Kayla as she brushed her fingertips over his cut, tracing the outline of the patches on it. “Won’t you get in trouble with Gorgon?”
“I don’t fucking care if I do.” He grasped her face with both strong hands and kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Kayla moaned loudly, kissing him back with all the pent-up lust she’d pushed down for days now.
He moved his hands off her face and across her breasts, sending shockwaves of desire racing through her. So slowly it made her dizzy again, he pushed her onto her back and covered her body with his.
Kayla arched her hips and ground them against the bulge in his jeans. His groans mixed with her noises, and her mind filled with erotic images as the heat between them intensified. She had missed this man, and sex, so much in the past few days!
When he released her mouth, he licked her neck, down to her breasts. “Oh, Kayla. It’s been too fucking long.” He pulled off her tank top and gently bit her nipples, forcing loud cries of pleasure from her. “Your tits are so fucking beautiful.”
Kayla’s pussy grew soaking wet as he licked and sucked her nipples, torturing her with his teeth and tongue. He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs, moving his mouth down her abdomen, and finally to her crotch.
“These need to come off.” Mastema tugged her shorts down, taking her panties with them. He removed her sandals and spread her legs, diving for her pussy. “Mmmm … you smell ready for me.”
“I am ready for you. I’ve missed you so much.” Only Mastema could turn this around so quickly, banishing the fear and placing lust squarely in its place.
Instead of answering, he slid two fingers into her wetness and sucked her clit until Kayla nearly screamed with the need to come. When he pushed a third finger deep into her asshole, the orgasm crashed over her, sending contractions out to her fingertips and toes. He didn’t stop finger-fucking her or teasing her clit with his mouth until he’d milked every last flutter of that climax from her.
“I want to fuck you in the ass.” He pulled her to the edge of the bed and turned her around, pushing her torso down until she was bent over at the waist with her feet on the floor. “Kayla, you’re so fucking sexy like this.”
Mastema reached into the nightstand drawer and took out a condom and a large tube of lube. He pulled his jeans down far enough to free his dick, donned the condom, and spread a generous amount of lubricant on two fingers. “Do you like a nice big cock in your ass, Bedroom Eyes?”
“Yes,” she whispered. His fingers filled her puckered hole, sliding in easily with the help of the gel. He gently stretched the walls, while Kayla moaned. She’d never liked anal much before, but he knew what he was doing. He took his time and did it right so there was no pain, only exquisite pleasure.
“Fuck, Kayla. You’re so damn tight!” He removed his fingers and slid his dick inside, groaning loudly the entire time. Kayla relaxed her muscles, and after a few seconds of burning, the most peaceful sensation engulfed her.
She reached underneath and rubbed her clit as Mastema pounded her ass, fucking her hard and rough. He grabbed her hair and tugged on it, sending shockwaves of desire that raced straight to her soaking wet pussy. When the climax crashed over her, he cried out loudly, thrusting harder, and she knew he’d come, too.
By the time he finished, he breathed heavily, lying over her for a few seconds before withdrawing. He tore off the condom and tossed it onto the floor, then lay on his back on the bed, still moaning softly. “Damn, girl. That was fucking fantastic.”
“I’ll be right back.” She went into the bathroom, grabbed a bunch of toilet paper, and went back to retrieve the condom. After disposing of it, she turned on the shower and stepped inside, hoping he’d take the hint and join her.
After a few minutes, he opened the shower door and stepped inside, finally naked. “What a great idea.” He pulled her close under the water. “I haven’t taken a shower with a woman in a long time.”
“Why on earth not?”
A flash of pain filled his eyes, but it was gone so quickly she was certain she’d imagined it. It occurred to Kayla she knew nothing about his past, but this wasn’t the time to ask. She kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and wrapping her arms around him. It took less than thirty seconds before his cock rubbed against her, hard once more.
“How long has it been since you fucked in the shower?” she asked.
“As long as it’s been since I’ve taken one with a woman.”
“Can I interest you in that?”
He laughed. “The showering or the fucking?”
She wrapped her hand around his dick. “One guess.”
“Fuck … condoms are out there.” She opened her mouth to protest, but he was already gone. When he returned, he’d donned one. After stepping back inside, he pulled her close and kissed her, hard. Before Kayla had time to catch her breath, he’d lifted her up against the wall, and sank his dick into her pussy.
“Oh my God!” She hung onto his shoulders and gripped his hips with her thighs as he slammed into her, rough and deep. How the hell he had enough strength to hold her up, while standing on a slippery floor, and fuck her into next week was beyond her.
She came so easily and quickly, and thought he would, too, but when he withdrew and eased her back down to the floor, his cock was still red and swollen. “Damn, Bedroom Eyes. This is fucking amazing, but the damn floor is too slippery.”
He turned off the water, took her hand, and stepped out of the shower. After glancing around for a second, he led her back into the bedroom and pointed toward an armchair. “Lean on that with your back to me, and bend over.”
Shivers ran down her spine as she did what he asked. This was very sexy, and at this angle, resting her arms on the chair seat, he could reach everything. Mastema played with her tits before plunging his dick back into her pussy from behind.
“Oh, fuck me sideways. God damn, girl. That feels fucking incredible.”
Kayla agreed. She arched her back, letting him inside further, until his balls slapped her wet pussy with each hard thrust. When he moved his hands from her breasts to her clit, she exploded in another heart-shattering orgasm.
“Oh, fuck!” His cries joined hers as he came, too, pumping into her fast and hard now. When he finally finished, he helped her stand up straight, turned her around, and pulled her into his arms.
“Totally worth any shit Gorgon will give me for leaving the club.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go back down there.”
“I’ll be back up after the club closes.” He kissed her gently. “Will you wait here for me?”
That was the first time he’d asked her to hang out in his room by herself while he attended to club duties. “Sure. Okay.”
“You can read, watch TV, whatever you want.”
Chloe only used her room for rehearsing and making up routines. Rai didn’t use hers at all. She’d moved into Tannin’s. Being invited to spend time alone in Mastema’s room the rest of the evening made Kayla feel special, like she belonged to him now.
“All right. That’s what I’ll do.”
His bright smile sent warmth radiating through her. He kissed her again before he put his clothes back on. “I’ll be up as soon as I can. If you fall asleep, that’s okay. I’ll wake you up so we can fuck again.”
She laughed. “I can’t think of a better way to be woken up.”
The tender expression on his face confused her, because it was mixed with sadness. “I’m really sorry about earlier, Kayla. I never meant to scare you like that.”
“You couldn’t have known. But thank you for saying so.”
“I’m glad you shared your past experiences with me. It helps to understand you better.”
“I’m not the kind of person who spills my guts easily.”
“Neither am I.” He brushed a finger down her face, and she thought he was going to say something else, but instead his expression returned to neutral. “I’ll see you later.”
Kayla sat there for a long time before finally disposing of the used condom again, and putting her own clothes back on. What was in his past that he’d never told anyone? Why was such a good-looking, decent guy unattached? But she wouldn’t pry. That wasn’t her way, just as it wasn’t his way to spill his secrets.
She completely understood that, because she didn’t trust others that easily, either. Kayla finally curled up on his bed and switched on the TV. She’d find something to watch until he came back upstairs, and then she had more fabulous sex to look forward to.
Her first impression of this place had been the right one. She would definitely be happy here. She’d finally found the right club for her. And maybe … just maybe, the right man, too.