by Suzy Shearer
On top of that Steven was upset he couldn't give Avril the pain she loved, even though she assured him she didn't care. At the same time, he was sick of the cast. He was right-handed, and it was very awkward attempting things with his left. He came over to where she was sitting with their friend and kissed the top of her head before slumping into the couch alongside her.
"I'm sorry, Kitten."
"Sorry?"
"I know I've been a pain lately."
"Ha. Someone's been listening to our conversation, Avril."
Avril blushed.
"It's okay, Avril. Don't know why you put up with me. I've been a pig, haven't I?"
"Well. Let's just say you haven't been the friendliest person to live with."
Ash had roared with laughter as Steven leaned over and kissed Avril. She grinned at him and said, "Thank goodness that cast comes off in a couple of days."
"At least it will be off for the wedding, my friend."
"Yes. I'm damn glad of that! Didn't really want to get married with it still on."
After Avril drove them home that night, they lay in bed, and he pulled her close.
"Kitten, I'm really sorry."
"I know you are, hun. I know it's only because you can't do the things you want."
"I can't give you what you need."
"What on earth do you mean?"
"Pain, I can't give you the pain you need."
"Steven Bray! Don't you dare worry about that! I almost lost you. Now I have you, that's all I need, and in case you hadn't noticed I get damn excited when we make love."
"I know, but I also know you're missing out on the things you enjoy."
She pulled out of his arms and stared down into his face. Her green eyes were wide as she shook her head.
"You are truly wrong. With you I have all I need. Yes, at the moment there isn't the pain I've come to love, but I know once you're fully healed we'll get back into that side of our lovemaking. But until then I'm one very satisfied woman."
"How did I get this lucky as to find you?"
She smirked at him, then kissed him. Steven let her take charge for a moment or two then took over. This woman meant more to him than life itself, and every day she reinforced his love. He forced her tongue back into her mouth with his own, his lips overpowering hers as the kiss deepened. Even if he spent the rest of his life kissing her, it would never be enough.
Avril's hands caressed his body when they broke apart. She sat up and pulled the nightgown over her head then swung her leg over him to sit across his hips, careful not to put any extra pressure on the scar across his abdomen.
"Shall I show you how you excite me? Shall I show you how much I now get aroused even without pain?"
He lifted his eyebrows in answer, and she wriggled suggestively. His cock reacted immediately, bumping against her ass, and Avril gave him a smug grin.
"I would never have thought it possible, but you've made me who I am. I love pain, but with you I can get excited. I get aroused by only seeing you. I love you that much."
She reached behind with one hand and grasped his length, rubbing her hand up and down his engorged shaft. If anything, it made Steven even firmer as Avril lifted herself to begin rubbing her wet pussy against his cock. He managed to hold back his groan as she slid his hard length inside her hot cunt, closing her eyes as it sank deep within her.
Steven allowed her to set her own pace, delighting in the feel. His cock fitted snugly inside her, wrapped tight in the pulsating walls. He began to lift his hips, thrusting deeper still. Avril's lips parted as she rocked back and forth. Steven slid his good arm down between their bodies to find her clit. At the same time, her marvelous breasts bounced closer and closer to his mouth. He opened it and bit onto a nipple. She moaned. His fingers twisted her clit as he bit down hard, and Avril came.
The tight walls spasmed around his cock, gripping it, squeezing it, and Steven lost it. Her nipple dropped from his mouth, but he caught the soft flesh of a breast. Biting down hard, he came at the sound of Avril screaming his name in delight. Her hot, silky cunt milked his cock, draining every last drop as he set her breast free. Steven pulled his hand from between them as Avril fell forward onto his chest, her heart beating hard against his. All he could do was thank whatever God there was that she was in his life as they both tried to settle their gasping breaths.
"Kitten, I love you."
"You excite me, Steven Bray, like no man has ever done before. I could never have imagined what it would be like and now I can. It's heaven."
He wrapped his good arm around her, drawing her close, and she snuggled up into him.
Three days later Steven had his cast removed, and Avril arranged a dinner with Ash and Kaden to celebrate. It was only five weeks ‘til the wedding, and Steven couldn't wait. He told their friends he was bored at home with nothing to do. In words he thought she regretted as soon as they were out of her mouth, Avril suggested he take over finding the cake and flowers as she hadn't done either. Ash had stared at her in shock.
"Avril, are you sure? He's likely to pick dandelions."
Her eyes had widened at she peered at Steven. "You will pick something nice, won't you?"
"Of course, although I always did love dandelions."
Ash and Kaden had laughed at her reaction as she thumped his arm. Steven knew she wished she hadn't made the offer, but now she had he intended to show her that her faith wasn't misplaced. When their friends left he and Avril cleaned up and were relaxing in the bathtub.
"Do you have any regrets, Kitten?"
"Regrets? About us?"
"Yes."
"Definitely not! I can't wait to be your wife. You're the best thing that ever happened to me."
"I love you so much."
He tightened his arms around her. Truly, he couldn't quite believe how much he loved her and how happy he was.
"I love you, too, Steven. I can't imagine life without you." He felt her tense in his arms. "When they found the plane wreckage I…"
He twisted her to face him, and tears were spilling down her cheeks.
She sobbed. "All I could think of was how was I going to survive without you."
"Kitten, don't cry."
"I can't help it. Every time I remember that—"
Steven pulled her close, holding her tight against him as she sobbed. He knew she'd held her fears, her worries deep inside. She hadn't cried since the hospital. He let her sob herself out until she drew a huge breath.
"Better?"
She nodded against his chest. "Yes. Don't know what came over me."
"Kitten, you haven't really faced what happened. Ash told me about the waiting all the time at the office. He was really worried about you."
She lifted her head, and he could see the fear clearly written on her reddened face.
"I couldn't breathe! I tried, but I couldn't. I think I would have died if Ash hadn't been there. It was like all the air had gone, that my lungs wouldn't work. I was completely distraught. I think I lost it, lost my hold on reality for a moment."
"It's over, Kitten. I'm alive. Put it behind you now. We're going to be married in a few weeks. We're going to live the rest of our lives making amazing memories and lots of love."
She finally smiled at him and dropped a kiss onto his chest.
"You know, you've never told me what motivated you to come to the club?"
Avril laughed, then said, "It all stemmed from eavesdropping one morning on the bus to work."
Puzzled, Steven lifted an eyebrow. Avril launched into the tale of overhearing the two women on the bus and what it had led to.
"So, if you hadn't listened in, you would never have come to the club?"
"Probably not. I would never have connected pain and sex and BDSM. You know I've seen the women a few times at the club and actually told them what I did. We've had a few laughs about it."
Chapter Twenty-One
The two of them drove to the club one Friday night. Steven was in high sp
irits. His cast had been off a few weeks, no more stitches, and his stomach felt as good as new. The last few times they'd played he'd been able to inflict the pain they both loved, and he was now confident he was fully recovered from the ordeal. When they arrived, Steven had to attend to something in the club office with Ash, and Avril wandered into the lounge to wait for him after dropping her shoes and bag in her locker. Kaden was finishing a coffee so she sat with him.
"Ah, my favorite masochist! How are you, little sis?"
"I'm great, Kade."
"How's the plans going for two weeks’ time?"
"Good. My dress is organized. We found a dress for Renata to wear as my bridesmaid, and the big boss has finally found someone to take over my job."
"Hell, he's taken long enough, I thought you handed in your notice as soon as you went back?"
"I did. I actually thought when I'd taken the four weeks off after the crash it would have given him ideas on who were the likely candidates who could do the job, but no. He's decided to bring in someone new. It's crazy really because there are two people on my team who would have been perfect. They have the experience, and they know the products inside-out. I'd actually recommended them both when I gave my immediate boss my resignation, and he agreed they were perfect."
"Ah management, usually they don't get it at all."
"That's true. Anyway, this new person is starting next week, which means I have just under two weeks to get them up to speed. My last day is the Wednesday."
"You're not sorry you're leaving, Avril?"
"No way! My heart's honestly not in it anymore, and knowing Steven is going to be scaling back means we can travel if we like. He can't fly until after the final medical, which he's been told won't be until late January or February."
"At least he's got the cast off now."
Avril shook her head. "Thank goodness. He was driving me crazy. Now he can get out by himself and annoy people."
Kaden joined her laughter. "We all love him like a brother, but man, has he been a pain!"
"At least you didn't have to live with him."
"That's true. Ash was seriously thinking of offering you a room in his house, that way you could have a break."
"I'm glad he didn't. There's a good chance I would have said yes and who knows what trouble that would have caused."
Kaden gave a burst of raucous laughter, but then he appeared a little thoughtful. "Say, have you seen the new woman?"
"What new woman?"
"She joined a few weeks back. You probably haven't seen her because you and Steven haven't been in as often while he was out of action. Someone said she came from another club, don't know for sure. I think a couple of the guys have spoken to her, but they didn't get much out of her. But it's odd. She only sits and watches. She has declined all offers to play."
"Maybe she's not a sub, maybe she’s a voyeur."
"Hell, I didn't think of that. Must be what it is. I can't remember if we've ever had a voyeur at the club before. I know there was one at Threshold a few years back."
"What does she look like, Kade?"
"I'd say she's around your age. A beautiful woman, too. She has brown hair, light brown eyes, guess she’s your height, Avril."
"Oh, now I know who you mean." She gave Kaden a warm smile. "She's a sub."
Kaden cocked his head. "How do you know?"
"I spoke to her. She was in the dressing room when I was putting my things away before I came in here tonight. She admired my kimono when I said hello. She did come from another club. Didn't say too much really. She did say she transferred here because she moved into the area to care for her mother. Told me she's not new to the lifestyle, asked if I'd been here long. When I said I'd been here almost eight months and I was a masochist she told me she's a submissive." Kaden's eyes lit up when Avril added, "Oh, and her name's Emily."
"Well, that's interesting. Guess she wants to get the idea of the place before she plays. I know there are several single Masters and Doms who have been lining up to play, so she'll have plenty to choose from once she lets it be known that she's ready."
"Yep, you're right, Kade. I bet you'll join the line, too."
He winked at Avril. "Well, you never know, she may really enjoy being bound."
She gave a laugh and shook her head. Steven had come into the lounge. He bent and kissed her before sitting.
"Hey, Kade. What line are you joining?"
"Thought I might try my luck with the new sub. She hasn't paired up with anyone yet, so there's hope for me."
"Just don't tell her any of your jokes."
"Ah, man, that hurts. Tell him I'm a good catch, Avril."
"Yes, you are, as long as you don't start being the class clown."
"Et tu, Brute?"
Kaden clasped his hands over his heart, and seemingly miserable, shook his head. Avril could only roll her eyes at his antics as he stood and staggered off to their laughter as if the world was on his shoulders.
"That man is going to regret his humor one of these days."
"I hope not. I think he's funny, but if he comes on the wrong way to a woman she might think he's only joking when he's trying to impress her."
"At least he's settled down. When we were younger he'd have that many women dating him at once. Ash, Jake, and I had no idea how he managed it or how the hell he remembered all their names. Thankfully he settled down about ten or fifteen years ago, except the last few years he's gone the other way and rarely dates."
"I do hope he can meet someone nice."
"At least he’s open-minded, Kitten, not like Ash, who's a confirmed bachelor."
"Ah, you never know. One day someone might sweep him off his feet. Jake, too, he's been alone too long I think."
"I guess the four of us are loners, or should I say the three of them now. I've found the best woman in the universe, so they'll have to find the second-best."
"I do love you, hun."
Steven reached across the table to Avril, his eyes darkening as he said in a husky voice, "Ready to play?"
Avril couldn't believe that those three simple words could get her this hot and bothered. Her blood rushed to her face, and her heart sped up as he stood, held out his hand, and pulled her to her feet. He held her close for a moment.
His breath against her ear sent shivers down her spine as he whispered, "I intend to make up for all those times I missed thrashing you properly."
He turned on his heel, grabbed his bag and headed up the stairs. Avril raced behind him as he stormed down the corridor to find one of the vacant rooms with a bed and opened a door. Flipping over the card, he slammed the door closed behind her. Avril slid the kimono from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground as she sashayed to the bench and knelt on it. She heard Steven come up behind her, heard him breathe in the scent of her hair, her perfume, her arousal.
"You minx! Lie forward."
"Yes, Sir."
Steven buckled the cuffs to her ankles and wrists, and she heard him open his bag of goodies. Her heart pounded, and with her breath ragged, her body tensed as she waited for that first strike. When it came, it forced the air from her lungs with a rush. The lash stung her flesh as she clamped her lips together. Three more hits followed—each burning, each sending a bolt of agony through her. The temptation to call red was very real as another three landed, and the tears were pouring fast from her eyes from the pounding hurt Steven was inflicting.
Then it happened.
She welcomed it. At once she felt the change as she allowed the pain to embrace her, as the agony sent ripple after ripple of desire through her body. She reached out to it, let it caress her, hold her, wrap about her tenderly. Steven plied the crop over her skin, sending her spiraling higher and higher. She couldn't stop her screams, couldn't hold back the pleas for more as the terrible pain kissed her. She heard its whispers, heard its promises as it delivered her into sheer ecstasy.
A quick whoosh from the crop struck her clit, and all the promises made
from the pain came to fruition as an orgasm rocked her body. Its throbbing added to the glorious, agonizing torture. The pain bit her body as the crop descended time and time again. Avril lost track of time, she lost her identity, and she lost where she was as she embraced her tormented body. It lifted her away as another climax rocked her, and she knew no more.
She woke to find herself cradled against Steven's strong body, her back against his front. A sigh of relief, of happiness, of fulfilment escaped her mouth, and she felt Steven's lips against her neck, nibbling and kissing.
"Have I told you how much I love you? Told you how you excite me more than I ever thought possible?"
"You may have mentioned it once or twice."
His body shook as he laughed.
"I've missed our sessions." His mouth came against her ear. "Shall I tell you something?"
Avril turned her head to gaze into his dear face.
"I fucking came! That last climax of yours was amazing. I was already hard as a rock, and then you were screaming, shouting incoherently. Your body was covered in beautiful welts, and I let fly with a huge strike. Fuck me—I came!"
"Oh my gosh. You did?"
"Yep. Never thought it was possible but now I know. Mind you, have to clean my leathers now."
It was Avril's turn to laugh at the wry expression on his face.
"I think we can manage that."
He pulled her around ‘til she was lying against him, his cock knocking against her pussy.
"Now I need to come again, inside you."
"Then fuck me. Sir."
Steven needed no second invitation. He pushed her legs roughly apart, then slammed his cock inside her. Taking his weight on his hands he plummeted into Avril, and she locked her ankles around him. Bending his head, he bit down hard on a soft breast, and Avril shuddered. Her body was still singing from the previous pain he'd inflicted, and the hard bite was enough to tease her senses into another climax. Steven shouted, and his thrusts became frenetic as his own orgasm began. She felt his teeth tighten on her soft skin as they both came.