Kendall was nervous. It didn’t take a mind reader to know that. She held my hand tightly, as we went through my front door. I don’t know what she was expecting, maybe one of the dungeons in the club or everything black and gray, but it definitely wasn’t the homey interior of my house.
The living room sectional was a beige color with maroon, beige, and dark brown textured pillows. Other than that, I had a coffee table and a big screen tv. The couch was comfortable and big which is what I wanted when I went to the furniture store to pick it out.
Once I found a couch that I thought was comfortable, I just bought the whole set up they had with it because decorating isn’t really my thing. It did make the place look nice, and somewhere I thought anyone would be comfortable.
“Let’s open a bottle of wine. We’ll have to save the Champagne for tomorrow night so it will be chilled.” I took her hand and led her to the kitchen, setting the presents down on the center island.
“This place isn’t what all I expected.”
“What? Beer kegs, whips, and chains?”
“Not the beer kegs.”
I laughed, “Those would be in my other house.” I notched my chin toward the big house that I’d restored into Club Deviance. “This place is my personal space, so I don’t bring a lot of people into it.” I reached into the wine fridge and grabbed a bottle of a sweeter vintage and pulled the cork opener from the drawer. “Besides my friends you met tonight, you’re the only other person that’s ever been in here, Kendall.”
“I didn’t ask.” She blushed slightly.
“You didn’t have to. I make my money off a sex club, Sweetness. I want you to know you are special, and this isn’t a small inconsequential thing for me. It’s as big to me as it is to you.”
I took two goblets from the cabinet and poured us both a small portion. She’d already had a couple glasses of wine at Serena’s house before she switched over to water, and I didn’t want her drunk tonight. I just wanted her to relax.
“I’m a bit nervous.” She confessed taking the wine glass I offered her.
“Were you nervous in Tyson’s office?”
She took a sip, “Yes, but you kissed me before those nerves could really take root. Plus, everyone was there, and I didn’t figure much could happen there. We are here alone, and stuff is supposed to happen, so the anticipation makes me nervous, and when I’m nervous I tend to ramble like I’m doing now.”
I smiled at her. She was so damn cute and sexy, and she had no fucking clue how much she turned me on. “You’re cute when you’re shaken. Would it be better if I just kissed you now?”
“Yes.” She sighed. “It will take my mind off what we are about to do.”
“You think that’s what you need, Sweetness?” I set my now empty glass down on the island next to hers and pulled her against me.
“Yes.” She whispered, staring up at me with her wide, innocent blue eyes.
I reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, the strands felt like silk against my fingers, and I could imagine my hands being buried in the strands of her hair as she worked her plush lips up and down the length of my cock.
“What if I want you to think about everything, I’m going to do to you? What if I want you so focused on what you are feeling and what you thinkmightcome next that the whole world fades away and all that’s left for you to do is think about the pleasure you feel?”
I didn’t want her to get swept away in the moment like she did in Tyson’s office. When you are caught up in something, you can regret it the next morning and I didn’t want her having any regrets when morning came. I wanted her to know that when morning came, she gave herself to me fully.
“Come on,” I held her hips as I led her toward my bedroom. She was the first woman to ever step into my private home, and I had a feeling she would be the last.
I wasn’t lying when I told her there was something special about her. Kendall pulled at me in ways I never thought possible.