I ignored it. If I did everything I wanted to do to her right now, then I would be late for work at the club. Instead, I continued to soap her silky skin and wash her body.
“You are so damn beautiful,” I murmured near her ear before kissing her gently. I slid my hand below the water and between her legs. Charley moaned and spread her legs open, allowing me access to her body.
I released the loofa and stroked her slit as my tongue stroked against hers. Her breath hitched, and her arms wrapped around my neck as her fingers threaded through my hair. She was so damn responsive, and I wanted her so badly, but we didn’t have time.
It’s been three days since I moved her into my home with Martin’s help, and in those three days she’s stayed in bed with me when she wasn’t trying to find a kitchen to cook in that wasn’t mine.
For now, I just needed to give her a release so she would be okay at the club. I told her she could walk around and explore on my breaks when I could go with her, but she was to stay with me in the nursery until she was ready to leave. If she was ready to leave before I was off, then she could take my car back and Martin would bring me home.
“Daddy!” she moaned as her hips thrust up to meet my fingers.
“Come for me, Angel.” I pushed two fingers deep inside her and nudged her clit with my thumb. Charley came apart in my arms, crying out my name and convulsing with her release. “Good girl.” I kissed her head and allowed her to lean into me as she recovered from her orgasm.
“Daddy’s going to hop in the shower. I want you to get out of the bath and get dressed in your big girl clothes. Something sweet and sexy. No panties or bra, Angel. I want to know that all I would have to do is flip up your skirt to slide inside you.”
I kissed her again, quick and hard, before moving toward the shower. A hot shower would have been nice, but I needed to cool off, so I turned the cold-water full blast and stepped in. I hissed as the cold spray came down on me, temporarily cooling my ardor for the woman I was in love with.
There was no denying it. I knew the moment I saw her, I wanted her. When she told me her story, my protective instincts kicked in, and after I kissed her, I’d become obsessed with her.
When we were standing in her new old apartment, I knew she didn’t belong there. She belonged with me, so I convinced her to live with me. Charley Baker was unlike any woman I’d ever met or been with. I craved her body as much as I craved her laughter. There was no part of me that didn’t need her.
God help me if she ever realized how much she had control over me in our relationship. I couldn’t help the half chuckle that escaped my chest as I realized how wrapped around her little finger I was.
“Will this do, Daddy?” I looked through the glass to see Charley standing there in nothing but a towel around her body and one around her hair. She was holding up a soft yellow sundress that looked so damn sweet and innocent.
“Yeah. That’s perfect.” My voice was thick and gruff as I imagined her in that little flimsy sundress and nothing underneath it.
My cock that had been deflating from the cold was now raging with need again.Fuck. What this woman does to me.
***
We left the house intwo cars. As much as I wanted Charley with me, I knew she may want to come back to the house before three o’clock in the morning, so I insisted she take her car.
When we got to Deviance, the club wasn’t open yet, so just the staff was parked behind the old Victorian home that had been renovated to house a kink club, of all things.
For anyone just driving by during the day, they would see an old beautiful home, but at night, this place came alive. Everyone who entered signed a non-disclosure agreement. You could discretely talk about the club by inviting like-minded friends to join, but you couldn’t take photos or talk of anything you saw while inside the club. Phones were forbidden, and discussing members broke confidentiality.
Damian had privately sued two members already when they blabbed, and he won. He didn’t say who the members were, but he informed the club members that the suit had taken place.
He gave the proceeds of the suit to the member whose name someone had leaked. Members and staff were to submit monthly tests for diseases, condoms were always to be worn at the club unless the couple were actively, exclusively dating each other or married.
Newbies were given white bracelets, so it wasn’t a shock that after we walked through the door that Mitch the bartender handed Charley a white bracelet. The black bracelets he handed to both of us were a surprise. I’d never gotten a black bracelet before, but I knew what it meant.
Black bracelets meant that the person was part of a couple and that you shouldn’t approach them about anything sexual. They needed to ask you, not the other way around.
I cocked a brow at Mitch, and he shrugged. “Martin said it would be better for me to give y’all bracelets than for him to do it.”
I nodded understanding, since Martin was conveniently missing from his post at the front door. “I understand.”
Charley looked at me curiously. “What do you understand?”
I fastened the white bracelet around her wrist and explained that new people always got white bracelets. That meant they weren’t allowed to actually do anything sexual in the club walls could just observe and see if the lifestyle was for them.
It also showed that the person had yet to be tested for anything, so that’s why they were off limits to scene. Then I explained the black bracelet as I snapped it around her same wrist.
“I told Mitch I understood because Martin is normally the one to pass out the bracelets, and is normally posted on the front door, but he wasn’t there when we walked in. No brother would want to put bracelets on his sister at a kink club.”
“Oh.” Her face flamed red as she blushed, and I loved the site.