Silken Desires (16 page)

After everyone left them, Jonathan led Linda
to the guestroom he’d stayed in the night before. “Here, sit on the
bed.” He positioned himself standing directly in front of her and
pulled his aching cock from his pants. “Since you’re so good with
your mouth.”

She raised her head. “Sir, what about my
hands?”

“They stay tied behind you. Now suck me off,
my dirty little whore.”

She gagged as Jonathan thrust inside. His
eyes fluttered closed at the sensation of her hot wet mouth. He
slowed his movements. “When you feel like you’re going to gag just
swallow, it helps. If this is too much, bite down gently, because
you won’t be able to safeword. Not while I’m fucking the hell out
of your mouth you slut.”

She moaned around his shaft and the
vibrations made his balls tighten. He gripped the back of her head
and forced his cock in and out of her salivating mouth. The
slurping and sucking noises filled the room, and the feel of her
tongue on the underside of his dick felt heavenly. “Oh fuck, yes!
Feels good.” His fingers tightened in her hair and he knew it
must’ve hurt, but she didn’t hesitate to take him all, and it was a
good thing too because he couldn’t help himself.

Forcing his eyes open he watched as her
mouth swallowed his cock, her mascara running down her face in dark
streams of tears, and saliva dripping from her chin as she gagged.
His hips involuntarily shuddered as he felt his groin tighten and
the tip of his dick tingled. Yanking her hair hard, he made her
release his cock from her mouth. Fingers wrapped around his cock,
he pumped furiously. “Fucking slut, open wide! Dammit!” Her lips
parted. He felt powerful and dominant, such a turn on. He came
mostly in her mouth, what missed hit her cheek and some dribbled
down her chin following in the path of her saliva.

When he could think again, he noticed her
shocked expression. Cupping her face with his other hand, he ran
his thumb over her come-streaked face. “Beautiful.”

After taking a moment to collect himself, he
said, “Stand.” He released her from the binding around her wrists,
and massaged them tenderly. “Your turn now, lay back on the
bed.”

She complied nicely.

Practically ripping her panties off, he
admired her glistening pussy. He had to taste her, without another
beat he dove in hungrily lapping at her soaking wet lips. It
wouldn’t take long; she already arched her back and moaned loudly.
So loud he was sure the whole house could hear.

Reaching for the clothespins, he knew she
would be screaming louder than she probably had in her entire life.
They had been on her nipples for a long, long time, and even though
he had stretched the metal coil to loosen them, the blood rush
would be unbearable.

As she started to buck her hips and her legs
vibrated, he pulled the wooden pins off at the same time her orgasm
hit. A mix of pleasure and pain, and sure enough she screamed
through her release. “Oh, fuuuck! Ahhhh!” God she was gorgeous when
she came.

After they calmed from the high of their
orgasms, he grabbed her t-shirt off of her and wiped both of their
faces with it. He stood and helped her up, pulling her into his
arms. They stood in a strong embrace for a short while, until they
heard giggling out in the hall. He dropped his arms and pointed to
the adjoining bathroom. “Go wash up.”

She leaned over and gave him a peck on the
lips followed by a brilliant smile before she retreated.

Stuffing himself back in his pants and
straightening his shirt, he glanced in the mirror over the dresser
to check his appearance. Passable. He walked to the door and swung
it open. “May I help you with something?”

The three roommates jumped back in surprise
with Damien squealing. “We, uh, we want to scream like that. Can
you teach us?” Billy asked, as Damien started to giggle again.
Cindy stood behind the boys blushing as red as a crimson queen
rose. Blood rushing to a woman’s fair skin was a major turn on for
Jonathan.
What her ass must look like after a spanking.
He
shook his head to clear the thought, and tried not to growl.

“Perhaps you could all join me one evening
at a BDSM club. They’re most helpful in teaching. You get to watch
people participate in the lifestyle, and watch demonstrations.” He
crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe,
staring into Cindy’s face. Her eyes dilated and she quickly looked
away. He grinned.

“Jonathan? Come scrub my back,” Linda called
from the shower.

“Gotta go, see you later.” Giving Cindy one
last look he closed the door and went to shower.

After their shower they changed the linens
on the bed, and then Jonathan spooned her from behind, burying his
face in her hair. He loved women’s hair. If it were up to him, all
females would let their hair grow long so he could nuzzle in it,
play with it, and pull on it. “Linda?”

“Hmm?”

“Thanks for letting me stay here. It’s
helped keep my mind off things.” Her skin was warm and soft like
rose petals as he ran his fingers along her body.

“You mean off someone, but sure, that’s all
right. I enjoy having you here.” She wiggled her butt against his
cock, sparking it to life. “I’m sure my roommates don’t enjoy it
with all of the noise coming from this room. I’ll need to apologize
or bake brownies or something to make it up to them.”

Jonathan chuckled softly. “Or something. I
told them they could come to the club one night to check it
out.”

She turned in his arms. “You did what?”

“They’re curious. What better way to learn
than with someone you know?”

“Do they really want to go?” Her mouth hung
open.

“I believe so, especially Cindy.”

She shook her head. “That, I don’t believe.
Poor Cindy blushes over the boys when they hug near her in the
living room.”

He smiled, remembering the flush on her
cheeks. “I think Cindy has a kinky side to her.”

“I’d bet money against that.”

“How about orgasms? Let’s bet orgasms.” He
held out a hand to shake on it, and Linda pushed it away.

“Before I agree, what exactly are we betting
on?” Facing her, he couldn’t help but stare into her eyes. She was
beautiful, smart, independent, and she enjoyed his kink. He could
see being in a serious relationship with this woman.

“I bet I can convince her to let me spank
her.” He let that sink in, and then he added, “In public. Winner
gets a straight 24 hours of orgasms upon request, loser gets none.”
Linda’s face twisted as she contemplated the offer.

“You got it!” She held up her hand to seal
the deal. Jonathan accepted it and they shook on it. “I can’t wait.
I’m going to have you going non-stop the whole time. You better be
rested up. No sleep for the wicked.” She licked his face.

“Hey!” He laughed. If anyone else had done
that, he’d have put them over his knee. Yeah, she was special. His
stomach flipped. Never having felt something for anyone other than
Roxi, he didn’t know what to do, especially since he and Linda
agreed against any kind of serious relationship. But it was time to
move on from Roxi as much as it might kill him to do so, it would
be worse to hold on to any notion that they’d end up together.

Linda rubbed against his cock again and
thoughts of Roxi drifted from his mind.

Late morning had arrived and Liam hadn’t
come to check on Roxi, nor had he given her instructions. It was
foreign to her and she wasn’t sure she liked this side of him.

Grabbing her phone off the dresser, she
checked her messages to find no response from Jonathan. She texted
him again.
Haven’t heard from you. Please respond so I don’t
worry.

After getting ready for the day, she met
Liam in the living room. “Good morning.”

He smiled up at her from the couch. “Good
afternoon.
Did you sleep well?”

“I did, thank you.” With no true
understanding why, she felt insecure and shy.

He took her out to the local pancake house
for brunch. She kept checking her phone. “What’s wrong, Roxanne?”
He jerked his head in the direction of her phone which she’d placed
on the table. “You keep checking it.”

“I texted a friend yesterday and haven’t
heard back. I’m worried.”

“Jonathan?” he asked, harshly. She averted
her gaze and nodded slowly. “I thought you two were done?”

“We are. I just want to be sure he’s all
right.”

“You told the guy you wanted nothing more
from him, and then you text him? I wouldn’t respond to you either.
Sorry, but I wouldn’t.” He picked up his coffee and took a sip
watching her over the rim of his mug.

“You’re probably right, he’s just ignoring
me, but can I check with my brother to make sure? Just in case.”
She prayed he would say yes. Not knowing was the worst.

“I don’t own you.” He shrugged. “Do what
you’d like.”

She snatched up her phone quickly, despite
Liam’s callous tone, and typed a rapid succession of letters, and
let out a heavy breath. She stared hard at the phone in her hands.
Nothing.

“Eat.” He pointed to her plate. He didn’t
own her, but it came natural to respond to his orders. In this
case, it was probably just a suggestion, but she’d do it because it
felt natural, and her stomach was grumbling a little.

Roxi’s phone rang—her brother. “Jake, do you
know where he is? I’m worried.”

“No, sis. I tried to call him after I got
your message and nothing. I called the club, and Kyle told me that
he’s been asked to take some time off. Unpaid time, but he wouldn’t
elaborate much on that. What the fuck is going on Roxi?”

She explained what happened with the two of
them, but that she was just as surprised by Kyle’s news as Jake
was. “We need to find him, Jake. I don’t think he’s in a good place
right now and it’s all because of me. I’m sorry Jake, but I had to
end things with him. It’s over. We’re a toxic combination.”

“If you mean what you say and want nothing
to do with him, you can’t be the one running after him. I’ll search
for him, and let you know what I find. So just stay out of it.
Okay?” He sounded angry at her, but she didn’t blame him. She did
it again. Put a wedge between them all.

***

Jonathan had a bunch of messages on his
phone. His stomach fluttered and his heart ached when he saw they
were from Roxi and Jake. He hit delete without reading or listening
to them. He was done with Roxi so why bother? He deleted her number
and blocked it from his phone. Although, being good with numbers,
he knew it by heart, but this was his way of cutting ties with her.
Staring hard at his phone, he didn’t notice Cindy standing in the
doorway of the kitchen watching him until she coughed.

“Is there any more coffee? I—uh, I slept
late.” A pink flush highlighted her cheeks. What was that all
about?

“Sure, there’s plenty, I just made a fresh
pot. Help yourself.” He purposely didn’t move. She hesitated and
then slowly walked over to him. He stood directly in front of the
carafe grinning.

She got a mug from the cabinet and reached
around him quickly to fill her cup. “Thank you.” Backing up several
feet from him, she took a sip. “Mmm this is good, finally someone
who can make real coffee.”

His dick twitched hearing her moan. He’d
totally bang her if Linda wasn’t in his life. She would’ve been
just a quick fuck; she wasn’t his type for the playroom. He got a
vibe from her that she’d be into some light play, but not to his
liking.

“I need to get out. I’m going to a club
tonight if you and your friends want to join me.” He glanced at his
phone before tossing it on the counter.

“Troubles?” she asked.

“Nothing that would concern you, but thanks
for asking.”

“Sorry, I’m not trying to pry or anything.”
She averted her gaze, and he noted how cute her coyness was.

He spoke softly. “No, it’s no problem,
really. I just don’t feel like talking about it.” When she looked
up, he winked at her then he pushed off the counter, grabbed his
phone, and headed out of the room. He stopped at the doorway and
looked over his shoulder. “Be ready at nine—if you’d like to go
tonight.”

***

Earlier than planned, Jonathan headed to
Slipknot for an evening out. He told his new friends to meet him
there later if they were truly interested. He wasn’t sure they’d
actually come, but he’d hoped they would. He loved sharing his
world with people he knew, and could never feel ashamed of who he
was. He embraced it.

That was part of what confused him about
Roxi, she didn’t want anyone to know she enjoyed the scene. Always
full of self confidence and pride in everything she did, he
couldn’t figure out what was going on with her.

Sitting in a dark corner, he sat back
watching the club come to life. Things weren’t in full swing yet,
but the early bird specials were in effect. The “early birds” were
the older generation, and the owner of Slipknot catered to them by
offering discounted menu items and drinks just for them.

He smiled as a gray-haired woman strolled by
holding a leash, attached to an equally-gray man Jonathan knew to
be her husband/sub. They were a couple who frequented Underground
Decadence. They always looked so happy and he knew they’d been
involved in the scene since early on in their lives. That’s what he
wanted; he wanted to grow old with—“Shit!” He shook his head trying
to void it of the image that popped into his brain.

Old habits die hard as his mind had pictured
him and Roxi one day when they were older, and attending the club
together. But he knew on a conscious level that would never happen.
She asked him out of her life, and that was it. Burned once, he
should’ve walked away, but he loved her too much not to want to try
again. He thought the downtime with her due to her injury was going
to be their second chance. Unfortunately he was wrong, and he felt
like an idiot for allowing himself to believe it.