Page 19 of Filthy Dirty Dom
Silence. The car was filled with stunned silence.
Was Alex being serious?
He was, she realized. And while part of her rejoiced, she was surprised at how part of her questioned whether returning to a sex club with Alex would be a mistake, if only because it would reignite her hopes that she could have more with him. And that, in turn would only lead to more heartache for her.
She dug down deep, imagining how she’d feel when, regardless of what happened tonight between them, he pulled away again and ultimately walked away. Because he would.
It worried her, yes, but when it came down to it, her worry was overshadowed by longing. By an impatience for more enthralling encounters, more fiery exchanges, and an exploration of the explosive chemistry between them.
Regardless that it would end, she wanted more of this dangerous dance, more of him, even if it was terrifyingly exhilarating.
But exactly how far was he willing to dance with her?
Finally, she said, “Are you going to show me or… will you participate with me?”
He gritted his teeth. “That’s not a good idea. But I want to do what’s best for you. I want you to be safe. I want you to learn what you want to learn. I want to be sure you have a good idea of what it is you might want, so that when you meet someone you trust, you can move forward.”
“Someone else,” Leslie said softly. She turned away to stare out the window before turning back to him. “Fine. It can’t be you. Not long term. Not in a relationship. But maybe, just maybe, it can be like you said, just for tonight? Please, Alex?”
God, the look in her eyes and what she was offering him.
For a moment, Alex allowed himself to consider it.
Could he have her just for tonight?
He reasoned that he’d already fooled around with her. He could guide her tonight. He could show her what her body was capable. Teach her not to be ashamed of her desire. Ensure that she was safe.
He wouldn’t fuck her, though; that would be too much for him to walk away from in the end.
But he could give her something, and at the same time, give himself something to remember when the darkness claimed him, like it always did.
“How about I don’t say no, Leslie, but we see how the evening goes? That work?”
Leslie looked frustrated before she nodded. “That works, Alex. So, are we going back to where we were? Because after what happened with David, I’d rather not.”
Alex nodded. “I get it. I know another place.”
“I thought you might. So take me there, Alex. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
“Are you sure this is what you want?” Alex asked as the valet drove his truck into an unmarked garage. In front of them was a decrepit brick building with a graffitied metal door. She had no idea what to expect and that was half the fun given she knew Alex wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her.
For years, the draw to BDSM had built within her, starting when she witnessed her neighbor’s intimate encounters with her lover. Still, it wasn’t until Alex came into her life that she’d felt open enough to express herself sexually. That night in Montana, when he’d made her come with the force of a thousand suns by being so rough and demanding…
That had been the start.
Then she’d sexted him, and that sext had turned into phone sex, and the raw demands he’d made had triggered such a deep and visceral arousal she’d about hit the roof as she’d come.
She knew that was just the tip of the iceberg.
If she couldn’t have that with Alex, if he couldn’t be hers, she’d still take whatever he’d give her tonight and cherish it forever.
She took a deep breath, slipped her hand down his arm and intertwined her fingers with his. He jerked slightly and inhaled, as if that simple touched affected him intensely, and she held her breath, wondering if he was going to pull away. Instead, he tightened his grip on hers.
With that reassurance, she said, “I’m sure.”
He led her to the door then held his phone up to what was some kind of scanner. When something audibly clicked, he reached for the door with his free hand and held it open for her. With that clandestine entry, Leslie once again felt the magnitude of her inexperience, and the lure of the forbidden world Alex was comfortable in.
He guided her through the door and down a narrow hallway before they came to another door, this one massive and made of gleaming wood. Apparently, having to pass through at least two doors was de rigueur for sex clubs. Once again, Alex used his phone to gain entry, then gallantly Alex opened the second door for her as well. Unlike the first club they’d visited, Leslie was immediately hit with the vision of naked bodies dancing and fucking in random areas around the dimly lit area dotted with couches, small tables, and yes, even large gilded cages. It was so blatant, so unnerving, that all she could do was look from one group to another, and marvel how others meandered around fully clothed while others had sex like it was nothing to them.