“I can feel how much it turned you on,” I whispered, squeezing his hardness.
His eyes were hungry as he hissed, “It was much better than how I fantasized.”
Just then, a pretty woman with red hair approached us holding hands with a tall, handsome dark-haired man wearing a black suit and a red tie. When Wez hugged the woman, I felt a pang of jealousy because she was tall and gorgeous, wearing a sexy and tight cream-colored dress. Wez introduced her as Emily. She smiled and shook my hand, then introduced us to her date whose name was Jack.
They both seemed nice and polite, but I could see this energy between Wez and Emily by the look in their eyes as they talked.
They’d been intimate with each other.
The unnerving feelings of insecurity crept in and settled in the pit of my stomach. I lifted my chin, clenched my jaw, and wrenched my hand away from Wez’s. I turned and stormed out of the club.
I pushed the entrance door of the club as people in line stared. I marched toward my car, turning to look behind me at Wez. His strides were much faster than mine.
“Get back here, you little brat!” he yelled. I unbuckled the leather collar and threw it at him. It thumped against his chest before landing in his hands. “What the fuck?”
“You’re such a goddamned whore!” I shouted.
Wez caught me around the waist, spinning me around and gripping my arms. “Are you jealous of Emily?”
I yanked my arms away. “You had sex with her!”
“Yes, I did a few times. She was a play partner of mine—before I met you! She’s also been a good friend. She’s now with Jack and wanted me to meet him tonight. But now I only want to play with you, Lillian. I want to do so many other things with you, not just play.”
My eyes welled up with tears. “The way you looked at Emily... I was just so jealous, Devon.”
I’m falling in love. I want us both to learn about each other, grow together.
He lifted my chin. “It’s only natural to feel jealousy. I like it because that means you care about me. Kink is in my nature and I’m a very possessive man. I must be the one in control in a relationship. The more time I spend with you, the more my feelings grow.” He cleared his throat. “I’m falling in love with you, Lillian.”
He wrapped the collar back around my neck and buckled it. “This collar is a gift. I bought it just for you.” I yelped when he bent down and scooped me up in his arms. “Now, I’ll show you how possessive I am and how fucking hard you got me.”
It was dark outside and not a person in sight as he carried me to his truck and put me down. Then he spun me around and I placed my hands on the hood. “What are you doing?” I asked, knowing already what he had planned and it excited me so much that my knees felt weak.
“Spread your legs, pet,” he commanded.
When I did, he yanked up my skirt and pulled my fishnets down. I cried out as he glided two thick fingers inside my slick center. “Just as I thought. That spanking got this pretty pussy nice and wet. So ready for my big, hard cock.”
When he slid his fingers out of me, I turned to look at him when he pulled out a condom from his pocket. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down along with his briefs, and slid the condom on his thick shaft.
He gripped my hips and with one hard thrust, he was deep inside me.
“Oh my God!” I cried out.
He was relentless, and he grunted, pulling all the way out and slamming back inside. Then he slowed down and slid out half-way. He reached around and pressed his fingers over my swollen, sensitive spot, and started to rub. I closed my eyes and my head fell back as I enjoyed the exhilarating way Wez made my whole body feel.
“You’re gonna come while I slam into your pussy, little pet,” he growled and I suddenly came undone, exploding with an orgasm and clamping my walls around him.
He sped up his pace again, fucking me the way I’d never been fucked before, the way I needed to be fucked. He growled when he came, and I felt him spasm and throb.
He pulled out of me and slid the used condom off. I giggled when he tossed it on the pavement behind the truck.
“I’m sure that’s not the first used condom in this parking lot,” I said as I pulled up my fishnets and yanked down my skirt.
Wez chuckled while he zipped himself up. I wrapped my arms around his waist and placed my cheek against his hard chest. I heard his heart pounding fast and felt all giddy and happy with this big beast of a man.
CHAPTER 11WEZ
After several weeks of spending most of my time with Lillian, I learned so much more about her. Her favorite color was red; her favorite ice cream was chocolate chip. She loved strawberry Twizzlers and would live off that sweet liquorish if she were alone on a deserted island. One of her pet peeves were people who were always late to an appointment or date, or people who drove too slow in the fast lane on the highway. Lillian learned more about me too. She was very attentive, and I saw this change in her when we opened up to each other. There was no more of that snobby I’m-better-than-you attitude. She had this gleam in her eye when I talked about my experience
