Longing For His kiss

by Sherri Hayes

  Grace stiffened once again in his arms.

  “Good evening, Beth. Drew,” Alexander said to the new arrivals.

  The look on Grace’s face was priceless. Her eyes were as big as saucers and her mouth was parted in an O shape. He could see the wheels turning in her head. If Beth was here, that meant she was a member as well.

  “Alexander.” Beth took a seat beside Nicole and tossed a pillow onto the floor near her feet. Without any further instruction, Drew lowered himself down onto the pillow.

  A few seconds passed before Alexander brushed his thumb over Grace’s lips, drawing her out of her thoughts and back to the present. “I do believe Beth is still waiting on an answer.”

  Grace swallowed before twisting slightly so she didn’t have her back to Beth. “I don’t know. I just . . . you never know how people will react.” She paused and glanced down at her lap. “I didn’t know you were . . .”

  “A Domme?” Beth looked mildly amused.

  Grace looked at Beth and he saw the beginnings of a smile. “Yeah.”

  “I was wondering if you were a submissive,” Drew said from Beth’s feet. It had been interesting watching their relationship evolve over the last two months. “It’s good to have another sub to balance things out.”

  Beth ran a single nail along the back of Drew’s neck. Alexander was grateful for Drew’s levity. He’d made Grace feel as if she was part of the group.

  “Were you and your husband in the lifestyle?” Beth asked Grace.

  Grace nodded. “For about ten years.”

  “That’s impressive,” Nicole said.

  Alexander had to agree. Keeping up any relationship while overseas came with challenges. He couldn’t fathom the difficulties of balancing a D/s relationship when one partner was in a war zone.

  “It just worked for us.” He felt Grace shrink against him and knew she was ready for the spotlight to be off her.

  Patting her leg, he indicated he wanted her to stand. “Excuse us. We’re going to get something to drink, and then we need to find Katrina and Justin.” He used his cane to help him to stand even though he really didn’t need it tonight. He’d only brought it as a precaution.

  They made their way across the room to the bar. There were several people waiting on drinks, so it was a few minutes before Brandon got around to serving them. “What can I get you?”

  Alexander looked at Grace. She was nervous, but he didn’t think she was about ready to bolt so that was progress. “What would you like?”

  “White wine, please.”

  He nodded. “One white wine and a water.”

  Brandon grinned and headed toward the opposite end of the bar.

  Once he returned with their drinks, Alexander surveyed the crowd until he located Katrina coming out of the back rooms, most likely from her office.

  Alexander placed a hand on Grace’s back and began heading in Katrina’s direction.

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  Chapter 14

  Grace felt as if everyone was staring at her. They weren’t, of course. Most of the club members were engrossed in their own conversations and play. The only person who was focusing on her was Alexander as he eased her across the room toward Katrina.

  The club mistress stopped to talk to a couple as they strolled by. She smiled and seemed to be in a good mood.

  As the other couple walked away, Alexander picked up their pace and closed the distance. Katrina noticed. She acknowledged Grace, but posed her question to Alexander. “How are you this evening?”

  “We’re good. You?”

  “I can’t complain.” She chuckled. Then her gaze landed once again on Grace. “I wasn’t aware the two of you had been introduced.”

  “Grace is the one who brought me to St. Louis.”

  Katrina looked Grace over again as if seeing her with new eyes. “I see.”

  Did everyone at Serpent’s Kiss know about him searching for her? It was beginning to sound like it. And did they know about the letter, too?

  Grace didn’t get a lot of time to ponder the questions running through her head before Alexander spoke up again. “We’ve been getting to know each other for the last month, but until I saw her at the club last week, I didn’t know she had any interest in BDSM.”

  The club mistress’ mood shifted and she was all business. “I’m guessing you two have come to some sort of an agreement?”

  Alexander nodded. “Yes.”

  He didn’t go into any details and Katrina didn’t ask. Grace tried to recall if the club had any specific policies when it came to couples who had a negotiated contract but her mind was completely blank.

  Pressure against her back had her meeting Alexander’s gaze. He looked down at her as if he was waiting for something.

  It only took her a few seconds to realize what exactly he was waiting on. She turned to Katrina and lowered her gaze to the floor. “I wanted to apologize again for running out last Friday. It was rude of me.”

  After a brief interval, Katrina responded. “I accept your apology, Grace.” She paused. “I assume the reason for your swift departure had to do with Alexander?”

  Grace nodded. “Yes, Mistress. I saw him and panicked.”

  “Seeing people we know from the outside world inside the club can be jarring. We are making ourselves vulnerable.”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” Grace shifted her weight. “I need to apologize to Justin as well.”

  “I’m sure he would appreciate that. I do believe he’s upstairs helping Cooper tonight.”

  “Thanks.”

  Less than a minute later they were heading up to the second floor. A few steps from the top she began to hear sounds of play. They were all muffled, but unmistakable.

  Alexander took her hand and led her down the hallway. “We’ll kill two birds with one stone while we’re up here. After you apologize to Justin, we’re going to watch some scenes.”

  She knew that was part of the plan for tonight, for him to see firsthand what she liked, but being there surrounded by the sounds and the smells of the dungeon had her pulse racing. It didn’t mean she wasn’t still nervous, but her nerves were being overshadowed by an energy that had her excited to see what the rest of the evening had in store. She just had to get through her apology to Justin first.

  The man in question stepped out of one of the rooms with a toy bag in his hand. He walked in the opposite direction, opened a door at the end of the hall, and placed the bag inside. Grace didn’t think the door went to a playroom.

  Justin saw them when he spun around. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at seeing Grace. “I’m glad you came back.”

  She decided to jump in with both feet. That was why they’d sought him out, after all. “Sir, I wanted to apologize for running off last week. I know I caused you worry and that was not my intention. I saw Alexander and I didn’t know what to do, so I ran.”

  The two Doms exchanged a look. “Thank you for explaining, Grace. And I am glad you’re back. I would hate for you to miss out on the fun because of your fear.”

  “Somehow I don’t think that will be permitted anymore, Sir.”

  “No, gattina. It won’t,” Alexander said.

  Justin glanced over his shoulder. “Did you two want a room? There’s one down the hall that’s available.”

  “Thank you,” Alexander said. “But we’ll just be observing tonight.”

  “Let me or Cooper know if you need anything,” Justin said before going to assist someone in room number five.

  Alexander didn’t give her any time to let her mind wander. He headed in the opposite direction Justin had gone and stopped in front of the large viewing window of room number one. The couple inside looked to be finishing up a scene. She lay curled up on her side with him holding her from behind. It was such a tender moment. Grace felt as if they were intruding.

  After a few moments, they moved on to room three. A man was chained to the ceiling, his cock and balls covered in cloth
espins. She’d had clothespins attached to various parts of her body before and she could see the tension in the man’s arms as the woman placed weights through tiny holes in the clothespins that were attached to his balls.

  They didn’t stay in front of that room for long. Although watching a scene like that didn’t really bother her, it didn’t do anything for her sexually either. Alexander seemed to realize that.

  It took them two more tries before they came across a scene that had the muscles in her abdomen clenching. The woman was on her knees, clamps with a long chain attached dangling from her nipples, while she sucked on the man’s cock. He had her hair gathered into a ponytail and used it to guide her movements. It was so erotic that Grace felt herself getting wet.

  Alexander moved to stand behind her, but Grace barely noticed until he reached up under her skirt and ran his thumb over her clit through the thin material of her panties. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her throat. “You like that, don’t you? Seeing her suck his cock?”

  There was no point in denying it. “Yes.”

  He brushed his thumb against her clit again. And again. Her breathing began to pick up and she almost spilled her wine.

  Alexander removed it from her grasp and placed it on the window ledge before returning his attention to her. “This is what you wanted, wasn’t it? For me to touch you?” he whispered in her ear as she continued to watch the scene in front of her.

  Before she knew it, she could feel her orgasm approaching. Alexander had the front of her skirt pulled up and wasn’t doing anything to hide what he was doing to her. Something inside her said she should be embarrassed, but it did nothing to curb her arousal.

  “Come for me, gattina. Let go and come.”

  She closed her eyes and imagined that it was her in there on her knees with Alexander’s cock in her mouth. A fresh wave of arousal leaked out and her breath hitched. She wanted to know what he tasted like—what he felt like—between her lips.

  He moved her panties out of the way and stroked her clit without any barrier. Between that and her imagination, she was a goner. Her orgasm rippled through her, causing her knees to buckle.

  Alexander steadied her, his arm wrapped tight around her waist.

  It took her a few minutes to recover and when she did, she realized they had an audience. Justin, Cooper, and two other couples were watching. The embarrassment took up residence in her cheeks and she buried her head in Alexander’s chest.

  He kissed the top of her head and removed his fingers from her panties, ignoring the onlookers. “That was beautiful, gattina. You have no reason to be embarrassed. In fact, you should be quite proud of yourself. Every man who witnessed that is having to adjust himself to make more room in his pants.”

  His statement did nothing to curb her discomfort. In the moment, it hadn’t mattered, but now that her arousal had faded, she couldn’t believe she had done that. “Are they gone?”

  Alexander chuckled. “Everyone except Justin and Cooper, yes.”

  Grace groaned. She was not an exhibitionist.

  Then she remembered how hard she’d come.

  Maybe she was an exhibitionist. Or maybe it was Alexander. He brought things out in her, had her thinking of things she hadn’t before.

  He reached for her wineglass and handed it to her. “Let’s head back downstairs. I want to talk to Daniel before we call it a night.”

  ***

  Grace spent the rest of their time at Serpent’s Kiss sitting on his lap. He kept his hand on her leg, tracing little circles with his fingers. Every now and then she would squirm when he would inch his way a little higher. He wasn’t sure if she was trying to get away or urge him to move his hand farther up her leg.

  He’d told Grace he wanted to talk to Daniel, which was true, but he’d also hoped to talk to Beth again. Unfortunately, Beth and Drew were nowhere in sight. When he’d asked about them, Nicole said they’d cut out early because they both had to work in the morning. Considering they couldn’t have been there more than an hour, Alexander wondered if it had more to do with Drew’s comment than them having to work the next day.

  Nicole and Jeff excused themselves and headed upstairs to play, leaving Alexander, Grace, and Daniel alone. Daniel was in real estate and Alexander wanted to get a feel for what was out there in respects to office buildings he could use to set up a practice. Even though it could take up to a year for his license to come through, he didn’t want to wait until the last minute to start looking for a space to rent.

  “I was wondering if you could put together some numbers for me for commercial buildings.”

  “Did your license come through already?” Daniel asked before taking a sip of his drink.

  Alexander shook his head. “I just want to stay on top of things and see what’s out there. Besides, it will take a while to get things up and running before I can start seeing patients. I can get all the back end stuff out of the way in the meantime.”

  “You’re thinking ahead.” Daniel grinned. “I wish more of my clients thought like you did. You’d be amazed how many come in needing something yesterday.”

  “I prefer to have a game plan. I can improvise when I have to, but things go much smoother when there’s a plan in place.”

  Daniel lifted his glass in a mock salute. “I couldn’t agree more.” He took another sip of his drink. “Did you want to stop by tomorrow and take a look at the listings?”

  “Sure. What time?”

  “Around noon? We could make it a working lunch.”

  With plans made, Alexander decided it was time to get Grace home. She had to be at work early tomorrow and she needed her rest.

  When they arrived at her house, he got out and walked her to her door. Unlike the night before, he followed her inside.

  Grace placed her keys on the side table and removed her coat. She barely got it off before he backed her against the wall and covered her mouth with his.

  Her response was immediate. She circled her arms around his neck and kissed him back for all she was worth. His little kitten was worked up.

  Alexander pushed her skirt up and tugged her panties down, letting them fall to the floor. He wasted no time touching her pussy. All his teasing earlier had him hard as a rock, but what he wanted more than anything was to touch her, and lucky for him that seemed to be what Grace wanted as well.

  She bucked her hips, pushing against his hand, and he slipped two fingers inside. They slid easily in and out as he mimicked the rhythm with his tongue. It felt so good to finally be able to touch her like this after he’d been dreaming about it for weeks.

  He cupped her breast with his free hand and felt her pebbled nipple press against his palm. As much as he loved her shirt, it needed to go. “Take your shirt off. It’s in my way.”

  Grace grabbed the hem of her top—no hesitation at all in her movements—and wiggled it up her torso and over her head. He wasted no time palming her tits and teasing them with his fingers. In the not too distant future, he imagined spending hours paying homage to them.

  For now, though, he contented himself with being able to touch her freely. He squeezed one of her tits, lifting it, and brought his lips down, sucking it into his mouth. Feeling her flesh on his tongue had him groaning. He felt as if his cock were going to explode out of his pants.

  She rode his fingers while he licked and sucked on her lovely tits. It seriously didn’t get much better than this. He could feel her arousal coating his fingers as he continued to pump in and out of her. Grace’s head was thrown back, her mouth open slightly, and her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing. He wanted to take a picture so he could keep the sight of her like this with him forever.

  “Sir?” Her voice was breathy.

  He eased his fingers in and out of her a few more times before answering. “Yes?”

  “Sir, may I come?” He could hear the pleading in her voice. She was close.

  Alexander took her nipple between his teeth and tugged slightly. “Not qu
ite yet, gattina.”

  She dug her nails into his shoulders as if she were trying to hold onto something to keep herself from coming.

  He licked her nipple, easing the pain he’d inflicted, before lowering himself down to his knees. It wasn’t as easy a position for him as it used to be, but for her it was worth it. He placed his free hand over her abdomen and used his fingers to spread her open. Without preamble, he went in.

  A whimper left her lips as he circled her clit with his tongue. Grace fisted her fingers in his hair, looking for purchase but couldn’t seem to find it. Her legs began to tremble, and then a shudder went through her entire body. He knew she wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer no matter how hard she tried.

  Alexander gazed up at her from his perch between her legs. Her eyes were unfocused, glassy, and her skin was flushed, not from embarrassment as it so often was, but from how turned on she was. “You may come, gattina.”

  Unlike before at the club where it had still taken her several minutes to fall over that peak, this time it was as if he’d flipped a switch. A scream came from deep in her throat and a shockwave rippled through her body until she slid down the wall onto the floor beside him.

  He twisted around and positioned her onto his lap. The floor wasn’t the most comfortable place in the world to sit, but he couldn’t carry her with his leg and he didn’t think she would be able to walk at the moment.

  She burrowed against his chest, her fingers outlining the buttons on his shirt as her breathing returned to normal. His erection pressed against her thigh, demanding attention, but he did his best to ignore it. Tonight was about her. He’d get his pleasure, just not now.

  “How are you feeling?” he asked once he was sure she was fully aware of her surroundings again.

  She snorted, which made him smile. “Spent.”

  Alexander laughed. “That’s good. It means you should sleep tonight.”

  “Yeah.” Then she looked up at him through hooded lashes. “But what about you?”

  “Don’t you worry about me. I’m fine.”

  “But—”

  He placed a finger over her lips. “I’m fine. Nothing a cold shower won’t cure.”