May
Jillian walked into the empty club and stared at the dark playroom. In the center was a spanking bench, a table covered with a variety of toys, and Declan. He was dressed in his usual slacks and dress shirt, only this time without a tie. Her heart skipped a beat in excitement at the sight of him watching her. The candles he’d lit cast a flickering glow over his face, highlighting the day’s worth of stubble that covered his chin.
Seeing him, no matter how he was dressed, sent a tingle through her limbs. He’d said to give him until May, and she had. He’d charmed her, wined and dined her, screwed her to heaven and back. He’d made her fall in love with him. But what did he have in mind now?
He held his hand out, indicating she should join him. She smiled, walked toward him, and placed her hand in his. She trusted him, no matter what he had in mind.
He pulled her close and leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips. Declan was such an unusual enigma. Gentle one minute, dominating the next. She loved both sides. And she especially loved when he’d shoved her against the shower wall this morning and fucked her till she screamed. He could always make her scream.
“Have I been bad?” she asked as she eyed the spanking bench.
“Considering how much you like to be spanked, I doubt that bench is a punishment,” he drawled.
She grinned. “Well, you have a point there.”
He looked at her teddy and nodded in approval. “I like this one.”
She turned and gave him the full three sixty view of her tight lace teddy. It fit like a little black dress, but was see through. She’d left out the bra and underwear, which meant the teddy left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
Declan patted the leather covered bench. “Come here, my pet.”
She smiled coyly and walked to the bench. She put her bare feet on the steps and bent her body over the seat. Her skirt was so short, bending over made it ride up her hips, exposing her bare ass to his view.
He rubbed his palm over her hip. “Nice,” he murmured then gave it a hard slap.
Jillian gasped, but smiled. It stung, but at the same time felt so good. Jillian anxiously braced her hands on the ledge about halfway down the other side and waited for what Declan had in mind. He had such an evil mind at times.
He kissed first one hip then the other. His lips were warm and soft, but his teeth when he bit into her flesh sent a shiver up her spine.
Jillian gasped and tightened her grip on the ledge, digging her nails into the leather.
She watched out of the corner of her eye as he moved to the table and picked up a thin dildo. She thought he had plans to put the toy in her pussy, but when he took his finger and smeared lube around the tight opening to her anus, her excitement kicked up a notch.
He slid his fingers inside, spreading the lube and stretching her. Jillian bit her lip and moaned. He pushed the toy deep, making her sigh and arch her back. He hadn’t even started really and already she was so turned on she could hardly breath. But in truth, she’d been turned on since Declan had told her to meet him at the club.
“Now that’s a nice sight,” he murmured as he pushed her outfit further up and placed a kiss on the small of her back.
She tilted her head and smiled. “Don’t stop there.”
He pulled back and slapped her on the ass. The sound echoed through the room and the sting sent a tingle up her spine.
“Don’t tell me what to do,” he murmured, but there was a playful sound to his voice.
Jillian licked her lips and waited for what he had in mind. She didn’t have to wait long. The sting of the flogger as he hit her hips made her shiver from head to toe. He worked it down her legs and across her behind. Each flick of the leather made her wetter, hotter, hungrier.
She lost count of how many times he flicked the soft material over her skin. It went from soft, to hard, then back to soft again. Each one sent her higher and closer to that glorious edge.
Her anal muscles contracted around the toy, and the walls of her vagina quivered, anxious for the feel of him thrusting inside her.
“Declan,” she whispered as he swung the flogger harder.
The slashes stung, but the bite of pain had her lust at the boiling point. When she’d first started exploring this life, she didn’t understand this. She still didn’t always understand it, but she wasn’t sure she needed to. All she had to know was Declan made her feel things no one else had. Amazing things that always left her breathless and weak.
The toy in her ass began to vibrate and Jillian gasped in surprise. She pushed against the ledge with the palm of her hands, lifting her ass higher seeking something, anything that might bring her release. She was so close she could reach out and touch it.
Declan continued to swing the flogger. Jillian dug her nails into the bench, her body trembling now she was so close.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered as she closed her eyes tight. “Don’t stop.”
He didn’t. He kept swinging, kept the toy vibrating until her release exploded through her. Jillian screamed, arching and wiggling, her body throbbing with every pulse of her orgasm. Declan softened the swing of the flogger, bringing her down slowly, gently.
As the last throb went through her, she sagged against the bench with a sigh.
Declan grabbed her elbow and pulled her up. She was crushed against him as his mouth devoured hers in a dominating kiss that made her toes curl. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding tight as his tongue teased hers and his lips nibbled playfully.
As he ended the kiss, he put his hands at her waist and lifted her to the table. She knew he would take her now and her body heated with renewed excitement.
He cupped her cheek and stared at her, love shining in his eyes.
“I have something for you,” he murmured.
She tilted her head, leaning into this hand. She reached out and rubbed her hand along his thick cock, which she could feel pressing against his slacks. “You mean besides the usual?”
He grinned and put his hand over hers, stopping her movement, but holding her against him. “In addition to.”
“Now I’m curious.”
He picked her up and set her on the table just a few feet away. Her ass hit the cold wood, forcing the toy deeper, and she sucked in a breath. She watched, slightly nervous as Declan reached into this pocket.
He pulled out a ring; the square shaped diamond nestled in a white gold setting. She held her breath as he took her hand in his. “I told you to give me till May,” he said as he slid it onto her ring finger. “It’s May.”
“It is,” she whispered.
“I don’t want you to just move to Washington with me. I want you to marry me.”
Jillian could hardly breathe. They’d never talked marriage. Actually, they’d not talked about any of this at all. Declan has insisted they wait until May, giving her plenty of time to think things through.
“I love you, Jillian,” he said. “I believe I loved you that night I was stabbed, but I didn’t want to run you off by acting too fast. The fact I fell for you that quickly sort of scared me a little. I also wanted time to know if it was real. I believe it is.”
Jillian tightened her quivering lips and nodded. “I love you, too.” She sniffed back tears then softly laughed. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”
“You’re probably still a little raw after your orgasm,” he said with a slight grin.
She grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. “Yes. I’ll marry you on one condition.”
“And that is?” he asked.
“That you lay me back on this table and fuck me till I scream.”
Declan smiled. “I can do that. Gladly.”
He pushed her back and lifted her legs over his shoulders. Jillian grabbed the edges of the table and held tight. Declan covered his cock with a condom and without removing the toy, thrust into her so hard, she arched and screamed toward the ceiling. He pulled back then pushed in so deep his balls slapped against the toy in her ass.
She felt so full and consumed. Her walls were so tight around his cock she could feel every beat of his heart was it pulsed through his length. He moved slowly at first, dragging the head of his cock over her gspot. Jillian ground her hips, lifting them as he pushed deep. As she came closer to release, his thrusts increased until he just worked the head back and forth over that spot, igniting her nerves and sending her soaring.
“Oh god, yes!” she yelled.
Before her release was over, he pushed deep and ground himself against her clit. Jillian’s eyes popped open wide as yet another orgasm raced through her. It never failed to amaze her how he could wring so many of them out of her.
“I love you,” she screamed as it crested, leaving her weak and drunk.
Declan lowered her legs around his waist and bent down to rest on his elbows. Jillian lifted her arms around his neck and ground her hips against his still hard cock.
“Damn, woman. You make me crazy,” he whispered against her lips.
He kissed her softly as he gently thrust his cock in and out of her pussy. He felt so good. Even after coming three times, she could still feel how wet she was, how eager her body was to take even more from him.
“Never stop making me crazy,” he whispered.
“Never,” she sighed as he stood back up and brought her to orgasm twice more before finding his own.
“I love you, Jillian,” he whispered.
Jillian knew without a doubt saying yes was the best decision she’d ever made.
The end.