you. What time do we have to be there?”
“I need to be there around five. Zack’s manager will be there, but he didn’t leave her in complete control, so I need to establish myself. If you’d rather come later, I can send Taylor for you.”
“You don’t mind?”
“Not at all. You’re going to cause a stir tonight. I’ll be squared away by then and will proudly show the jealous bastards you’re mine.”
I go downstairs, order food, put plates on the table, and then hear her footsteps. She’s wearing that same Bears shirt and waving a pair of breakaway thongs.
“Want to see how they work?” I hope she never stops blushing at herself.
“Taking them off would be more fun, but, since we don’t have time, show me.”
She hands me the pair she’s holding, pulls the shirt over her head, and shows me the pair she’s wearing.
“Turn in a circle. I want to see the whole package.” She does a slow spin, looking over her shoulder and never breaking contact with me. “Fuck. You look hot.”
She drops her hands to the little bow on each side of the tiny thong, and before I can blink, she’s standing there proud as a peacock with her bare pussy exposed. My dick springs to life. “I’ve created a monster and I love it.”
“Thank you very much.” She grabs her things and runs up the stairs. Her laugher trails behind her.
I again adjust my rigid cock and check the time. “You’ll pay for that.”
The next hour is a blur. The food arrives, we eat, and then I go upstairs to shower and get ready. It’s hard trying to ignore the fact she’s naked under that shirt.
She’s standing in the bathroom doorway watching while I trim my scruff and sits on the bed when I go to the closet. I slip on a pair of black slacks and slide on a shirt. She stands and comes to button it for me. Finished, she steps back and scans me with her eyes.
“You’re gorgeous.” She’s gazing up at me with a look I haven’t seen before.
“As long as you think so, I’m good.” I kiss her and tweak her nose. “You want me to put the plug back or will you do it?”
“I think I can manage.”
I reach between her legs and pat her. “No touching my pussy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Taylor will be here at seven.”
Kayla
My hands are shaking when Taylor assists me out of the limo. Sweat’s forming on my upper lip. He must notice how nervous I am because he pats my back.
“You look beautiful.” He accompanies me up the steps and into the waiting area. He opens the door and follows me inside. “Gabriel, you know Kayla Britton. Miss, Gabriel doesn’t usually work this desk anymore so I’m guessing he’s waiting for you.”
I thank Taylor, turn, and shake the hand of the goliath of a man. Gabriel is attractive and his smile is friendly. I have a feeling he could handle himself in a fight.
A wide smile softens his look. “Nick hasn’t done anything but smile and look at the door since he got here. I bet Taylor let Nick know you’ve arrived.”
The doors to the main body of the club open. Music and Nick flow through the space.
“If you’ll excuse me.” Gabriel is through the door before it closes.
“Holy fuck.” Nick’s eyes turn darker and fill with lust, sending strikes of fire throughout me that converge at my core. His arms are around me within seconds. “I expected you to blow my mind, but you surpassed even that.”
I’m really glad I selected the black, barely-there dress with only a small strip of lace covering my nipples and pussy. I’ve curled my hair and left it down, figuring no updo would survive the night.
“As long as you think so, I’m good.” I give him back his earlier remark. “What do we do now?”
“I’ll get you a wristband. I also expect you to follow the policies of the club and to trust me as your Dom.”
“And respect you.” I lean my head back and look into his eyes. “I will do my best to never disappoint you.”
“I know.” He takes my hand. “Let’s go inside.”
“I’m almost naked.”
“And all the men will drool but they won’t touch what’s mine.”
Nick must have told a few members he had a female guest coming because the two bartenders and three guys having a drink are staring at us. Zack’s club manager, Danielle Moore, is coming to meet us. I met her at Zack and