The Silken Edge (Silken Edge Series)

by Laci Paige

  ***

  Despite the fact that Jake was the one performing, Kristy’s curiosity combined with jealousy prompted her to see the show after their rather uncomfortable run-in.

  She and Jonathan tucked themselves away in a far corner out of sight. The room’s lighting was soft and inviting, but dim enough that she felt she could hide from Jake's eyes.

  “This is a performance, not a demonstration tonight. They do different things to mix it up and keep the clientele happy. The owner, Master Kyle, insists on this club being different from the rest. Tonight they have Jake paired up with Sarae who is notorious for loving the pain brought on by rubber floggers. Those things hurt.” He winced.

  Watching the session was like nothing she could’ve imagined, an intense edge-of-your-seat erotic experience. Her libido cranked up seeing Jake so powerful in front of a large group of people. She couldn’t help but wish it was her on the stage with him.

  As the scene progressed, the room quieted and nothing could be heard but the thwack of the flogger on the bottom’s ass, and the woman panting in time with Jake’s heavy breathing.

  She looked up at Jonathan’s face and saw something she wasn’t sure she understood. Awe? She nudged his arm to get his attention. “Jonathan?” she whispered.

  “Huh?” he responded quietly, without taking his eyes off the activities on the stage.

  “It’s so intense, is this normal?” She returned her eyes to Jake knowing Jonathan probably wasn’t going to look at her again.

  “No, Kristy. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

  She gasped. “Oh.” A few people jerked their heads in her direction. They didn’t look happy. “Sorry,” she mouthed.

  As the sub moaned louder, Jonathan pulled Kristy to the door. They didn’t leave, but he kept looking at his best friend, concern now furrowing his brows. “Are you feeling okay?" Jonathan whispered. "I mean, can you get yourself home okay? This is going to end soon and I want to talk to Jake.”

  “Sure, I’m fine. Really. I can call and let Stan know I made it home safe. You can check with him in about twenty minutes.”

  “Okay.” He put his arms around her body and gave her a squeeze.

  They looked away from one another and back toward the stage. The sub let out a loud, pleasurable scream, and Jake dropped the flogger looking up in their direction. It didn’t appear he could see them, or anyone for that matter. When the flogger hit the floor, Jake half collapsed on the sub, panting out of control.

  “Shit! I gotta go,” Jonathan said, and ran off toward the stage.

  Kristy stood there dumbstruck. No one else in the room moved. Jonathan slowed when he approached Jake and slid him off the sub who still panted heavily. Jake turned and dropped to his knees behind the spanking horse out of sight, and Jonathan knelt down with him. Someone else ran up on the stage to attend to the woman, unbuckling her restraints, and softly rubbing her bottom.

  Kristy heard chatter starting up around the room, and then felt someone’s hand on her lower back escorting her from the room. Everyone was being asked to leave.

  On autopilot, she headed home. She’d been so dazed from the evening’s events that after arriving home, she couldn’t remember how exactly she got there. Standing in the hallway between her apartment and Jake's, she decided not to go home right away. She walked over to Jakes special gym and sat up against the door.

  Footsteps echoed up the stairs. Kristy froze. Roxi’s head appeared and her eyes narrowed. When she cleared the landing, she walked right over and looked down, looming over Kristy with a hand on her hip.

  “What are you doing sitting in front of my brother’s freak room?”

  Two things had to register; one, Roxi was Jake’s sister. And two, his sister knew about his special gym. Kristy blinked up at the woman.

  “Well? I asked you a question.” Her tone loud and protective.

  “I—I went to the club tonight. I want to check on him and make sure he’s all right.”

  “You were there?” She asked without pretense. “Jonathan called and said it was intense. He’s with him now.”

  “That’s the first time I’ve ever watched a scene.”

  “Oh, wow…so you’re a member there, now?” She put her hands out in front of her waving them around. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer. I do part time work there when I’m in town for a few extra bucks. Nothing like you might be thinking, not that the lifestyle is wrong. If that’s what you’re into, I mean no disrespect. It’s just not for me. I love my brother so I accept who he is." She nodded toward the door. “And this world is a big part of his life.”

  “I don’t mind saying I’m a member. I signed up tonight.” Her brain was still trying to wrap around the idea that Roxi was his sister. “So, sister, huh?”

  “Yeah, did you think otherwise?” She grinned at Kristy, probably already knowing the answer. Kristy felt her cheeks redden. “Don’t worry about it. We don’t look alike, and believe it or not, we’re twins. The fraternal type.”

  Kristy chuckled and shook her head. “I thought you might be a girlfriend or something.”

  “Yeah, I figured as much with the way you glared at me downstairs today.” She smiled down at Kristy. “Sorry, it’s late and I’m tired. It was nice to talk to you, and I’d really like to get to know you better if that’s all right.”

  “Sure, I’d like that, too.”

  Roxi walked to Jake's door and stuck the key in the doorknob, but before she opened it, she said, “You know, I don’t ever get involved in my brother’s personal life, but I have to tell you. He likes you a lot.”

  “So I’ve heard.”

  After an hour, Kristy’s butt numbed from sitting on the hard, cold floor and she retired for the night.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Showered and dressed the next morning, Kristy headed out to get some breakfast from the local bakery. She didn’t feel like cooking or eating cold cereal. She wasn’t even sure if she was hungry, but couldn’t sit around her apartment all morning.

  She almost jumped out of her skin when she opened her door and saw Roxi standing there. “Oh, shit! You scared me.”

  “Sorry, you got me, too.” Roxi’s hand covered her mouth. “I wanted to see if we could do lunch today. Unless you work on the weekend or something.”

  “I don’t work today. Lunch doesn’t work for me, though, but I will be down in the gym later this evening. We could workout, then maybe head up here after and chat.”

  “That sounds like fun. I haven’t had girl time in a long time. I travel too much, and most of my close friends are guys, anyway. It’s depressing sometimes.” Roxi ran her hand through her shoulder length brown hair. Kristy noticed the hair color and her eyes were the same as Jake's, but nothing else bore a resemblance.

  “I can only imagine.” They both laughed genuine laughter. “Hey, how’s Jake?”

  “I really don’t know. He stayed with Jonathan last night. In fact, they should be here any minute.” Roxi raised a thumb over her shoulder pointing at the stairwell.

  “I’m on my way to the bakery to get breakfast. Wanna come?” Secretly Kristy hoped not. She needed time alone to think, and didn’t need the extra pressure of a conversation with a woman she hardly knew.

  “No, I’ll wait for Jake. It goes against the grain since Jonathan will be with him—”

  “Nice to see you too, Roxi.” Jonathan cleared the stairs. His grin was wicked, and not in a nice way. Jake followed him.

  Kristy refrained from shuddering. When she looked from Jonathan to Jake, his gaze shifted toward the floor. In the few years she'd known him, she never saw his chin down. Something was wrong, and her chest ached for him. The tension in the air was thick with all of the unknown and uneasy feelings radiating off the four of them.

  “Oh, for fuck's sake!” Roxi exclaimed. “Jonathan, my ex who ran me out of town, and who I detest, come on, let’s go get breakfast, and leave these two to talk.”

  Jonathan’s smug look dropped and he
regarded her with wide eyes. “Roxi, I didn’t run you out, you left.”

  “There are always two sides of the story. Maybe now’s the time to discuss it. Let’s go. Now.” She grabbed his arm and they left down the stairs.

  Neither Kristy nor Jake moved for a long time. So when she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, Jake's head snapped up. He looked like he was in pain. “Kristy, I can’t talk about it with Jonathan, but I need to know…” His coppery brown eyes pleaded with her, and she would tell him anything, anything he wanted to make things better.

  “What Jake, what do you need to know?”

  “What happened with you and Jonathan in Room Four?” The last part came out as a whisper. “I see a difference in how you act around each other, and I need to know. Is there something going on between you?”

  “A session, a very intense session, that’s all. We’re just friends.” She searched his eyes and thought she saw relief in them.

  “Just friends?”

  “Yes, that’s all. Besides, I’m far too interested in someone else to be anything more with Jonathan.” She couldn’t help the soft chuckle that escaped her throat at the look on his face. He was practically frowning.

  “What’s so funny?” he asked.

  “That you are probably trying to figure out who I’m interested in.” He didn’t respond so she closed the space between them and seductively rubbed her body up against his. Something she wanted to do for a long time. Closing her eyes at the feel of his strong warm body, she heard his sharp intake of breath. “Figured it out, did you?” she asked.

  He grabbed her chin and lifted it. “Are you sure?” His husky voice and darting eyes got her attention.

  “Very,” she whispered.

  He shoved her up against the nearest wall, grabbed her wrists, and held them above her head. She moaned when his erection pressed into her belly. It lit a fire in her stomach that radiated to her pelvis.

  “My bedroom?” He asked.

  She figured they would be visiting the playroom, but regardless, she wanted this man and he wanted her. Who was she to argue where it would happen? “Yes.”

  He lifted her in his arms and took her into his apartment. She’d never been inside before, very plain, the only way to describe it. Dark hardwood furniture and just the basics, it could certainly use a woman’s touch. They stopped short of what she assumed was the bedroom door.

  “You sure you want this? Want me? I can’t give you a normal relationship. I am who I am.”

  “Yes, I know. I want to give you what you need. At least I want to try.” She placed her hand on his chest.

  His breathing hitched and he shoved through the door. His bedroom was simply ordinary; a bed, nightstand, dresser, a sitting chair near the window, and an open closet door revealing neatly hung clothing and shoes lined up on the floor. The bed was covered in a brown comforter. He put her down on her feet and threw the comforter off the bed, revealing beige colored sheets.

  Standing for what felt like an eternity, she lifted on her toes and pressed a kiss to his lips. A simple kiss turned dirty. Their mouths devoured one another like the world was ending and only they could save it with this primal act. Her heart thumped powerfully and her cheeks burned red at the carnal thoughts flitting through her mind. Her stomach flipped out of nervousness and from being completely turned on like never before.

  She tugged his shirt from his pants, sliding it up his body, taking in his naked chest and six pack abs. He met her half way and grabbed his shirt, throwing it off over his head as she bit one of his nipples. Within seconds they were staring at each other completely naked and panting.

  His fingers stroked hair off her forehead. Looking her in the eyes he asked, “Is vanilla sex okay?”

  She felt a little disappointed and he somehow knew it. He grabbed her hair and gave it a good tug to upturn her face to his. “I want to make love to you now. There will be plenty of time to play later,” he said softly, but his stern Dom face spoke on a different level. It melted her insides.

  Temptation gripping her, she pulled his face to hers and kissed him slow, deep, and hard. “Make love to me Jake,” she breathed.

  ***

  Jake couldn’t believe what was happening. He dreamt of this moment since the first day he laid eyes on her, and now this beautiful woman stood naked telling him to make love to her.

  He needed to fuck her hard, but wanted their first time to be slow and sensual. Something she would remember. He wanted her to know he was a human male with needs, and not some animal with whips and chains.

  “Baby, I want to make love to you all day long.” He picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. Looking down over her naked flesh, he said, “God, how I’ve wanted you.”

  He brought his lips down to her neck, and licked along her collarbone, and down to the curves of her breast. She arched her back as he put his mouth over her nipple. Then he sucked and teased it while rolling the other nipple in his fingers. Her body squirmed and she moaned. She was very receptive to his touch making his dick throb painfully.

  He continued the assault on her nipples until she pushed his head away. “I need a break. I know I’m all over your bed like a schoolgirl in heat. My ex lacked in the foreplay department, so I might orgasm over the breast play alone.”

  “Mmm. Breast play.” He chuckled, boy did he have breast play in mind for her, but it would have to wait. He wrapped his lips back around her nipple for a few sucks and tugs. “Come for me then. I want you to feel good.” He bit down softly on her nipple, and flicked his tongue furiously over the tip causing her to go wild. “Did you like that, baby?”

  “Yes, yes.”

  He saw her leg muscles flex. “Let me see how much you liked it.” His hand trailed all the way down her side to her thigh. Her knees parted welcoming him. Strong fingertips skipped along her skin to the apex of her legs and he forced his finger between her folds. She gasped.

  “Fuck, you are so wet, baby.” He closed his eyes at the feel of the slick moisture between her legs. If he didn’t calm down, he would explode right then and there. He took a few deep breaths as he rubbed deliberate, slow circles around her clit.

  Kristy’s hips began bucking and he stopped. Leaning over to kiss her on the mouth, he said, “Not so fast. All day remember? I want you all day.” Their lips met, her mouth was so needy on his. “Shhhh. Relax, baby.”

  He pulled away from her and she rose up on one elbow. Her eyes were wild. Wild with passion. She shoved him down on his back and it was all he could do not to punish her for taking control, but this was vanilla, or so he thought. He really didn’t have too much experience in vanilla.

  She kissed him all over his face, along his neck, down his chest, and his dick pulsed as she neared the trail of hair below his naval. Her hand wrapped around his shaft as her tongue licked the tip, and slid along his slit. “Oh, baby that feels good.”

  She took him in her mouth and rolled her tongue around his swollen head. His balls tightened. Slipping her lips off his cock, she licked down the shaft to his balls and sucked them as she stroked him. “Fuck, yes!” Licking back up to the top she took him in deep this time. “Ahhhh. Damn!”

  A knock at his bedroom door jolted them. “Hey, uh…Jake, you all right in there?” Jonathan asked.

  Kristy popped up, sitting back on her heels, and Jake let out a deep frustrated breath.

  “Yeah, I’m fine.” His voice sounded gruff.

  “You sure? You're back in bed and it’s not even noon yet.”

  “I’m fine,” he barked. Kristy stifled a giggle, and Jake grinned at her, pinching her on the leg.

  “Owww,” she mouthed.

  “Do you know where Kristy is? Roxi and I went to her apartment and she isn’t there or downstairs either. Maybe I’ll head over to the club. I’m kinda worried about her.”

  “Don’t be,” Jake said.

  “Why not?”

  Kristy could tell he wasn’t going to give up, and she wanted to ge
t back to where she left off on Jake's now deflated cock. She looked at Jake and he shrugged. “Because I’m here Jonathan.”

  After a long beat of silence he blurted out, “Oh, um…all right. Sorry!”

  “What’s going on, Jonathan?” Roxi’s voice was near.

  Jake covered his eyes with his forearm. “For crying out loud,” he said, so only Kristy could hear.

  “Uh, Kristy and Jake are in there.” Jonathan informed Roxi.

  “In the bedroom?” Roxi’s voice didn’t sound like hers.

  “Yes.” Jonathan’s voice was barely audible.

  “Oh! They move fast.” The surprise in her voice rang through the apartment.

  “Yeah, let’s get out of here.” Jonathan said. The front door slammed shut, and Jake and Kristy busted out in a fit of laughter.

  “Now, where were we?” He waggled his eyebrows.

  “I was sucking you, but now look.” They looked down to his soft appendage.

  “That can be remedied.” He pushed her back by her shoulders and spread her legs. He gave her a sexy smile and dove down into her wetness and lapped away.

  “Ohhh. shit!” Her hips bucked out of control.

  His head popped up and she looked at him, exasperated.

  His brow drew down. “Tell me your ex didn’t lick pussy?”

  “No, never!” She sounded frustrated. Whether at him or at her ex he didn’t know.

  “Why the fuck did you stay with him?”

  “Because I was vanilla.” She sighed.

  “Baby, you are anything but.” He dove back down and not long after, she gushed around his tongue as he thrust it in and out while rubbing her clit. Head popping up, his lips were glistening. “You taste good.” He grinned, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

  She shook her head and looked sated, and yet at the same time her eyes were hooded, and her face filled with hunger. “Now about that dick,” she said. Oh. She was hungry and he wasn’t about to argue.