Avery nodded. “I’m feeling better already.”
“Can you move those hips, Avery?”
Avery pursed her lips and dipped her head. “Oh yes, ma’am. I’m a natural hip dancer.”
Aaliyah laughed, held her hand in the air, and Avery slapped her palm.
“That’s what I like to hear! You see that confidence right there? That’s what you’ll need to come in with when we start the sessions. Because at the end of the day, mastering any dance is all in the confidence you bring.”
“You’re not wrong.”
“Of course I’m not.”
They laughed and turned back to the dancer and her instructor. The instructor climbed a pole next to the woman, and together they executed a routine. Avery’s eyes were wide the entire time, taken by their sync and spins. What fascinated her the most was the flip into a carousel swing, a partial slide down the pole only to reposition back into a regular swing.
“My goodness.” Avery clutched her necklace. “Will you also dance with me?”
“Of course. I’ll have a routine similar, that we’ll execute together. You must remember these are the final stages of a class. This student is ready to go out and be great, doing whatever she intends to do with these moves.”
Avery nodded. She imagined DeAndre seeing her maneuver on the pole like the student, and a deep blush rose into her cheeks. Not only did she want him to know that she could do this without injury, but she also wanted to be sexy with it. She was sure it would add sparks to the flames they once had. As it stood now, their intimacy was a slow, steady burn. Avery hungered for more.
Her thoughts shifted to the trip to St. Lucia they’d taken and the chocolate-enthused cocktail party they attended. She would never forget how much fun and intimacy that trip brought. The red room in the presidential suite was the proverbial icing on the cake.
Her heart sped as her mind conjured the red room.
The red fabricthat covered the wall caught her attention first, then as DeAndre elevated the lights, red satin curtains, leather ottomans, ottomans, and benches were strewn throughout the room. Her eyes landed on a levitating plank in the middle of the room, hanging by four chains that were bolted into the ceiling, and covered in red plush material that appeared soft to the touch.
“If you’ve changed your mind, we can leave now and never mention this room again.” Avery had her eyes set on the plank.
“No,” she sauntered to the piece, pressing her hands on top of it to feel its steadiness. Her eyes traveled to the restraints that would keep her legs spread apart once on her back and locked in. She shivered.
“That one?” Avery turned to him shyly and nodded, her voice a low murmur. “Yes.” Fascinated that his dick was just as erect as it had been before they entered, Avery turned her back to the plank, then pressed her hands into the surface, lifting herself to sit on its top. In front of her, DeAndre slipped between her legs, his arms around her, hands pressing into the plank as he leaned forward to capture her mouth with a hot, succulent kiss. “Mmmm…” Avery moaned, drifting on the heated stimulation of his tongue.
“I want you naked,”he spoke. Their kiss didn’t break, their tongues slurping one another, sucking in mouths, spinning them where they stood in euphoria. “I am naked,” she murmured, reaching for the zipper on her teddy that covered her breasts. With a zip, her nipples were exposed as the fabric relieved her bosom of its pressure. DeAndre sucked off her mouth, then dropped an eye to her beautiful brown areolas, and his dick spanked her in a lurch of stimulating sensation once, twice, three times. “Ah!” she moaned. “All right then, have it your way,” he said. He took her breasts in his mouth, shocking her from the heat of his tongue. “Oooh…” His hands moved up her back, digging with a grip that made her melt into him. “Lay back, beautiful.” She did, lifting her legs for him. He slipped her foot through a restraint that buckled at her ankle, locking the latch to an outstretched canopy-like pole on the edge of the machine. He did the same with the other leg before walking around to where her head laid.
“Do not be alarmedwhen you feel the device move. There are small wheels on each corner corner that gives the machine the ability to rotate like a dangling swing. Likewise, if you’ll look above your head, you’ll notice the railings on the ceiling that the chains are hanging from.” Avery did notice what appeared to be railroad-track-like railings on the ceiling, and her nerves escalated, sending a swarm of butterflies to her belly. He covered her view by leaning his handsome face over hers. “Do you trust me, beautiful?”
Avery swallowed, her heart hammering before they’d even gotten started. “Yes.”
A Cheshire cat grin spread across his mouth. “Don’t worry,” he said as if sensing her sudden angst, “I will take care of you.” She nodded. “The safe word is chocolate-tini.”
Avery had come awayfrom that trip thoroughly satisfied. Sex with DeAndre was the ultimate fantasy. But after she’d dodged him when her lupus flared up, she’d eventually had to tell DeAndre the truth and his response, shocked her.
“I won’t lie.I’m confident in a lot of things, my love, but I’m scared as hell to be rejected by you, and still, I don’t wish to live through another sunset without you as my wife.”
They’d gottenmarried as snow flurries fell onto her skin. It was the most amazing wedding Avery had ever attended. Since then, their sex life had been great but not frequent, as she was seasonally ill. It was past time that she changed up their daily routine and added a different level of spice to their life. DeAndre may be hesitant now, but he’d see later that this was an excellent idea.
Avery glanced at Aaliyah. “When can we start?”
“When would you like to?”
“As soon as possible.”
Aaliyah laughed. “Okay. How about this Wednesday?”
“How does one pm sound?”
Aaliyah nodded and spun around on her heels. “Come, let’s put you on the schedule.”