My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(38)
“Come for me, Kate. Let me feel you spasm around my fingers.” Along with his dark words, he concentrated on the raised bundle of nerves, massaging them firmly, and causing her to tighten every muscle in her body until she exploded.
She didn’t bother to stop the scream that erupted from her throat as she convulsed, and her toes literally curled.
“Yes, that’s it.” Dex crooned encouragement as he continued to pleasure her, pushing her to another earth-shattering orgasm before she had recovered from the first.
When her body slowly relaxed, he slid his fingers free.
He stood, the bed rising a bit without his weight next to her. He moved into her line of sight. “How do you feel?”
She took stock and realized that even though she had just had the two most amazing orgasms of her life, she still wanted him inside her. She licked her dry lips as she watched him without raising her cheek off of the pillow. “I still need you inside me.”
His sensual lips curved, and his eyes took on a hungry look. Only then did she lower her gaze to see the thick outline under the fly of his slacks.
He wanted her.
That knowledge alone sent flutters through her belly.
Dex chuckled as he followed the line of her vision to see what had captured her attention. The lighthearted sound was totally at odds with the dark, sensual look in his eyes. “I think your body has had enough for one night, Kate. We can revisit this discussion tomorrow if you even wake up within the next seventy-two hours.”
Disappointment struck hard, but she sucked in a deep breath and reminded herself that she had already had one of the most amazing nights of her life. “You’ll be at The Dungeon tomorrow night?”
He cleared his throat. “Yes. I need to touch base with Master Ralston and take care of a few things there. I’ll text you before then to see how you’re feeling. But you need to call me if your pain levels get worse.”
She swallowed hard, but couldn’t bring any thoughts into enough focus to muster any type of response.
“Kate?” he asked, his gaze burning into her.
She made a noise in the back of her throat to let him know she was still aware, but it took her several moments longer to be able to push out something more. “Yes, sir. All right. Thank you, Master Dex.”
Chapter 11
Dex walked into The Dungeon and winced against the thumping rock music that was playing too loudly through the overhead speakers. For some reason, Master Ralston liked The Dungeon to resemble a hip-hop club.
Dex shook his head. He was imposing his own views and experience. L.A. had an entirely different clientele than he was used to, and the members probably preferred the way this place was set up. Otherwise, Master Ralston would have an empty dungeon.
Ignoring the curious gazes cast his way by those crowding the plush front waiting area where he had first seen Kate yesterday morning, he made his way toward the back hallway to Ed Ralston’s office. The man had asked to see him again. Dex had spent quite a bit of time earlier talking with Ralston. It seemed there was even more he wanted to discuss. Usually fishing for details around Dex’s case, which Dex sidestepped easily.
He wanted to get this done so he could try to contact Kate again. She hadn’t answered texts or his call this morning. Not that he would be surprised if she were still sound asleep, with Rusty purring contentedly either beside or on top of her.
Hell, he wasn’t so sure he wouldn’t be content to be lying beside or on top of Kate right now.
His cock hardened at the thought, reminding him he had things to accomplish before he could let his thoughts roam in that direction.
“Dex Alexander?”
He stopped short at the unfamiliar male voice, and slowly turned to see a man only a handful of inches shorter than Dex’s own six feet eight inches, who looked like the all-American boy grown into the all-American badass.
Even the blond hair, blue eyes, and clean-shaven jaw couldn’t hide the shadows lurking in the man’s eyes, and the hardened look about him that told Dex he had seen and successfully navigated some pretty intense situations in his life. Not to mention the white puckered scar that ran from the side of his mouth down over his chin. As well as a few other imperfections that only backed up Dex’s first impression.
“Yes?”
The man’s lips quirked into a lopsided grin, most likely due to whatever injury had caused the scar. The women probably went wild over the tough look it gave him.
“I’m Merrick Caldwell. Jason Tanner said if I saw you here, to introduce myself and tell you he couldn’t get Camren or Logan.”
Dex schooled his expression. Tanner had called him on the way here to tell him the timing and logistics didn’t work to get either of those men to run interference for him. But Jason had said he was looking into some local L.A. contacts who might be able to help.
“Nice to meet you, Merrick. Are you a member here?”
Merrick gave a negative shake of his head as one blond brow rose, giving Dex the impression the man had much the same opinion of The Dungeon that he, himself, had. “I’m here to ask Master Ralston for temporary membership privileges to see if I’m interested in a more permanent arrangement.”
Dex got the underlying message. Jason’s L.A. contacts had come through. He only hoped Merrick was a strong enough Dom that he could both run interference and do justice to the subs here. But there wasn’t a good, discreet way to question the man here in the hallway to find out. “Very nice to meet you, Merrick. Maybe after both of us have had a few minutes to touch base with Ed Ralston, we can talk.”