Bran took her ungloved hand and pulled her away from the greeting line. He walked quickly past his frowning mother not caring if he caused a scene. Approaching a waiter he requested a change to his table seating and the Collins party seating. He handed the waiter a large tip and then looked around the ballroom. Keeping a tight grip on her hand he strode between tables and then across the dance floor. He walked to where the orchestra was playing and took her into a section behind the stage. As soon as they were out of sight he pressed her back to the wall and kissed her with every bit of pent up frustration he possessed. The kiss went on and on as he sucked, nipped, and fenced with her tongue. When at last they came up for air he rested his chin on her head and took deep breaths. His stomach unclenched for the first time in over a month and his body relaxed.
“This will be the longest two hours of my life but I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“Yes Sir.” Her seductive voice made his cock throb.
His thumb went to her lips where he’d messed up her red lipstick. He wiped it gently and fixed the damage. Her hand came up and returned the favor. He bit her thumb and then laved it with his tongue.
“Come.” His fingers tightened on hers and he walked them back into the ballroom. She protested but he refused to acknowledge her complaint. If he was alone with her for one more minute, the sexy red dress would be over her head and he would be buried balls deep in her pussy. Many curious eyes followed but he zeroed in on Damian and Lydia and paid no attention to their stunned audience. They took their seats and he placed her hand in his lap against his hard cock. If he couldn’t get her naked he would damn sure keep her occupied.
“How are you feeling Lydia?” He would be polite even if it killed him.
“As big as a house and wondering if I’m carrying twins.”
“No twins, only a pudgy little baby girl like her mother.” Damian’s hand went to the large rounded tummy in question.
“Did you just call me pudgy?”
“I did and I’m hoping you’ll punish me for it later.” Damian whispered in his wife’s ear but Bran heard the comment and smiled. He wanted Willow pudgy with his child and he planned to begin working on it when they got home. Determined fingers wrapped around his dick and slid back and forth. His eyes met her wicked grin.
They ate dinner and then listened to far too many speeches. Eventually, he was able to escort her to the dance floor.
“I don’t dance very well.”
“I’ll show you. It’s like making love with a Dom. I’ll lead.”
And he did. Her smell; spicy, floral, and sensual filled his senses. “You have no idea how much I missed you.”
“I think I do.” She rebuked.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“But you did.”
“I hurt us both. Will you forgive me?”
“Will you get your dick pierced?”
He flinched but answered honestly, “If that’s what it takes.”
“No, I just wanted to see how far you would go.”
“I’ll go to my knees.”
“I want that privilege Sir.”
“Granted. We must get you out of her so I can fuck you.”
Damian cut in. Bran burned with need but turned and took Lydia into his arms.
“Are you sure you don’t mind dancing with a pudgy lady?”
“You are the second most beautiful woman here and you would have Willow beat if you added a few piercings.”
“I’m not sure she’ll fit into your world but you’ll be happy.”
“She doesn’t need to fit she just needs to be herself.”
“She loves you.”
“I’m glad to hear that because we’re flying to Vegas tomorrow for our wedding.”
“Does she know?”
“No, but her answer will be yes Sir.”
Lydia laughed, “I believe you may be right.”
Finally the evening ended. They said their goodbyes to Damian and Lydia but as he turned he found his mother waiting to pounce.
“Half the people in this ballroom recognized your whore’s dress.”
“Mother.” Bran’s tone threatened murder.
“You cannot be serious. You only want her because she came in with your slimy friend and his slut of a wife.”
A hand went to Bran’s arm and cut off his reply.
“My sister-in-law is a far more beautiful slut than you. We are here tonight because Damian thought this benefit would have possible clientele for his club and we were happy to hand out business cards.”
For the first time, Mrs. Brandon Edward Sterling III had no reply. She turned on her heel and walked away like she had a fireball up her ass.
“Bravo my dear, anyone who can leave my mother speechless turns me on.” He nipped her earlobe gently. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen and I can’t wait any longer. Don’t stop walking or talk to anyone.”
And they didn’t.
The drive to his house was interminable. He grasped her fingers within his hand not releasing them even when he changed gears.
When they arrived at his home he took her straight to his bedroom and grabbed handcuffs from a drawer next to his bed.
She raised her eyebrows.
“I am locking you to my bed and have no intention of letting you go until the plane takes off tomorrow.” He unzipped her dress and it slid over her body to the floor and then made quick work of her bra but left her panties, garters, and stockings on. He picked her up and laid her on the bed. He secured the handcuffs with a resounding ratchet. His dreams did no justice to having her body spread before him in that moment.
She shivered. “Where are we going?”
“To Vegas. We will be married by this time tomorrow. What do you have to say?”
“Oh god my mother.”
“That’s not what I wanted to hear and I’ll delight in punishing you for not giving me the correct answer.”
“If you think your mother is bad, wait until you meet mine.”
He ran his hands into her hair and took out the pins. It fell gloriously around her shoulders.
“I like the braids but I love being able to run my hands through it like this. His fingers threaded the soft strands and massaged her scalp.
“Are you ever going to fuck me?”
“In a moment but I want to look at you and let it sink it that you are actually in my bed. Kneeling beside her his hands went to her panties and tore the crotch. At the same time his fingers entered her pussy and his other hand went to her chin making her look into his eyes. “Your answer?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Perfect, but I think you still require more sub training.” He took his clothing off in between torturing her with his hands and mouth. At last he released the handcuffs from the headboard but reattached them to her wrists. He placed her arms over his head. Sitting up on the bed, he brought her pussy even with his cock and adjusted her legs around his back. They were chest to chest and he took hold of both her breasts and twirled the rings on her nipples. She rubbed her pussy against him but he didn’t yet enter her hot sheath. His kiss held promise but still he kept his cock from her opening.
She pried her mouth from his. “Fuck me Bran, please.”
His hands traveled down her chest and waist to her hips then around to her ass and dug his fingers into her soft flesh. With one forward thrust he buried his cock deeply inside her hot moist heat. He took her scream into his mouth and pulled his cock out without making another forward thrust.
“What are you doing?” She breathed raggedly.
“Loving you.”
“But I want you to fuck me.”
“That too.” His hips plunged, his cock driving deep into her depths but this time he didn’t stop his movements until they both felt the hot rush of their orgasms.
Taking her once wasn’t enough and it was after three a.m. when he called Jenny. Her voice was alert even though he knew she had been asleep.
> “I’m flying to Vegas tomorrow and I need you to call and schedule my plane. Clear your calendar too because you are going with us.”
“Who is ‘us’?”
“My future wife.”
“So she accepted the invitations I sent for last night’s event?”
“Yes, you may write yourself a hefty bonus.”
“I thought so and I can’t wait to meet her and get the kinky lowdown on your sexy body.”
“I may be able to talk her into a threesome.” He received a not so gentle pinch to his arm and grinned. “Or maybe not.”
“You know what they say; once you go cow you continue to plow.”
He shook his head and laughed again. “I’ll be sure to let her know that before she makes a final decision.”
“Tell her my bellybutton is pierced.”
He received a soft click in his ear before he could reply.
Turning to the woman beside him he pulled her tightly into his arms. “Jenny Mack will make the perfect grandmother for our children.” He kissed her brow. “I love you.”
She snuggled closer and softly whispered the words back.
***
The following day Bran met Willow’s mother. She wore a gold jumpsuit to the ceremony. He could tell she was once beautiful but she would never hold a candle to Willow. She also touched him every chance she got. His mother-in-law enjoyed rubbing her body against his and it was hard not to cringe. Jenny Mack pulled her off him continually.
“Jenny will make a wonderful grandmother.” Willow whispered in his ear though he could hear the laughter caused by watching him avoid her octopus of a mother.
“Your mother is all hands, I’m actually afraid to be alone with her.”
“We’ll just change Jenny’s job description to include bodyguard.”
Willow’s kiss made him forget his mother-in-law.
After carrying his bride over the threshold of the honeymoon suite Jenny booked for them, he took Willow straight to the shower so he could get rid of the strong odor of her mother’s cloying perfume.
“Do you think we should introduce our mothers?” She was giggling while she washed his body from head to toe.
“I’m thinking we will force them to live together. They are perfect for each other.”
“No, you Mr. Business Man are perfect for me.”
He turned her so she was facing the wall and ran his hand down the crevice of her ass and then sank his fingers into her hot pussy. “Yes I am Goth chick and don’t ever forget it.”
“Yes Sir.”
The Beginning…
Dear Reader,
Thank you for reading the second installment of the El Diablo series. This wasn’t the planned second book but Willow and Bran kept me from sleeping so they snuck in before Kyle’s story. Please visit my web site for updates http://clubeldiablo.blogspot.com or send me an email if you have a question or just want to say hello [email protected]
Club El Diablo and the characters in this book are a figment of my imagination. My dreams and fantasies are my own though I love sharing them.
I’ve been married to my teenage heartthrob for many years, and we are at the mercy of our two dogs who demand biscuits and obedience or we are punished.
If you have an interest in genital piercings I recommend http://piercingbible.com In my opinion Elayne Angel is the foremost expert and her website is informative, eye opening, and imaginative. Safety first ladies.
I am an avid target shooter though also a mixed contradiction because I believe highly in gun control. Background checks and waiting periods along with safety education for gun owners protects our rights and I believe makes out communities safer.
I love reading erotica and BDSM stories. Safe sex, safe words, and intelligence in choosing your partner (s) are a must. Communication is the key to all good relationships and happy red assed subs don’t hurt either. Well maybe a little.
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