Nights of Sin (The Bad Boy Collection Book 3) (6 page)

Corey was a little disappointed that she had covered her pussy.

There were always easy ways to deal with panties that were in the way. He tugged them aside, and stroked over her slick cunt. She was already soaking wet. “Now, you asked me why I’m determined to have what I want.” He touched her clit, sliding down to fuck into her pussy. “There’re a few things, and I’ll tell you about them now.” He nibbled her neck, and his fingers grew even slicker with her cream. “Let’s start with the fact you’re an incredibly beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. I noticed you from the moment you walked into the club with Becca. I don’t make a habit of chasing women, and when I saw your eyes on me, I figured it would be only a matter of time before you came to me. It didn’t happen.” He fucked two fingers inside her tight heat, and he pressed his thumb against her clit, stroking from side to side. “I had no choice but to make my move. You have a pussy that is always wet for me, and I love wet pussy. Your response to me, baby. There’s something dirty about you, and I want to find out every secret, hidden fantasy to help them come alive.”

He sucked on her neck in time with the thrusts of his hand.

She gasped, crying out.

Removing his hand, he licked his fingers, moaning at her taste. “And your pussy is so damn tasty.” He helped her off his lap, and stood up. “Come on, let’s dance.”

He took her hand, leading her onto the dance-floor.

There were enough couples on the floor in different states of undress. There was no judging inside the club. He’d fucked more than his fair share of women. His focus was on Alexa.

Wrapping her in his arms, he tugged her close, thrusting his cock against her.

“Did I answer your question?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“So, if I answer your questions, you answer mine.”

“This isn’t a game.”

“Stop trying to fight me, and have some fun.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. One of his hands was on her ass, and the other he sank into her hair, holding her in place. She was shorter than he was, coming to his chest. He tilted her head back so that she had no choice but to look at him. “Stop fighting. I’m not going to give up.”

“What’s your question?” she asked.

“Tell me one of your fantasies.”

“That’s not a question.”

“Okay, why do you come to the club if you don’t play?”

Alexa bit her lip.

“Don’t lie. Total honesty, and I promise you, I’ll be honest with you as well.”

“Total honesty?”

He nodded.

“I came to the club because Becca said I needed to get out more. She didn’t think staying at home was healthy for me. I’ve never been to a place like this, nor have I ever allowed myself to let go. When I came here, it was like a whole new world, a world I only ever dreamed about. People were coming together, and I like to watch.” She looked down at his chest, and he tugged on her hair to bring her focus back to him. “I had hoped to be part of it. None of the men seemed interested, so I was more than happy to watch. The reason I watched you … you fascinated me. You took women, but you only ever gave them what you wanted, not what they were searching for. If a woman tried to kiss your lips, you’d turn her away, taking control. I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen you kiss a woman, but you’ve done everything else. You commanded, you were in control. It’s what I liked.”

“You never had that?”

Alexa burst out laughing. “The men I’ve dated haven’t exactly been all that adventurous in the bedroom.”

“Tell me a fantasy.”

“We’re living one of mine. Last Friday, that was another.”

Corey released the zipper at the back of her dress, and she gasped, trying to hold it up.

“Don’t fight it.” He pulled the top of her dress down, revealing her tits, which were covered in a black lace bra. Unlatching the bra, he eased it off her shoulders, and shoved the bra in the back of his pocket to keep it out of the way. Leaning forward, he took one of her large nipples into his mouth, sucking it to a hard peak.

He touched her thighs and tugged the dress up until it was around her waist. Keeping it locked at her waist, he stroked through her pussy, touching her clit.

This woman was driving him crazy, and he hoped it was never going to end. She excited, delighted him, and turned him the fuck on.

Chapter Six

Alexa stared around the room, seeing they were indeed being watched. They were not the only couple in the room touching each other. In the far corner she even saw Nathan. Even as he watched her, he was getting a redhead to suck his large dick.

Looking around the room, she bit her lip as she witnessed men and women watching them on the dance floor. Corey didn’t stop touching her, and instead of being embarrassed, or turned off, it actually made her wetter. She wanted his hands on her body, and she loved the gazes of others on her. Alexa had always known that she liked to be watched, and of course, she loved to do the watching herself.

“They’re watching us, baby,” Corey said, whispering against her ear. “I love it when I’ve got an audience.” He ran his hands over her body, dancing with her.

Not one to be outdone, she slid his hand into his jeans and cupped his cock. His jeans were loose enough for her to touch him. She ran her hand up and down his cock. Sliding her thumb across his leaking tip, she kissed him back as he claimed her lips.

“That’s it, Alexa. Don’t let anything stop us from doing this. Take what you want. Do what you want, and love it.”

She unbuckled his belt, and Corey moved them off the dance-floor toward the open seat toward the side.

Corey sat down first, taking a condom out of his jeans, and tearing it open.

“Would you like to do the honors?” he asked.

Taking the condom from his hands, she started to roll it down his cock, taking care not to allow any air to get inside the latex. Once she was done, she stood up, and he grabbed her hand. Within seconds, she was straddling his cock, and he found her entrance.

“You’re always so wet.”

He aroused her in ways that she didn’t think she was capable of. Years of being unsatisfied with boyfriends had made her believe that she was somewhat defective. Corey was proving to her that it wasn’t the case, far from it. He slid inside her without much struggle, and she moaned.

Gripping his shoulders, he took hold of her hips, and tugged her down hard onto his cock. “I want you to ride my dick, baby. Let all of these men know what hot cunt they’re missing out on.”

She loved it when he talked dirty.

Laura’s words on regret entered her mind, and Alexa rode him hard, taking him deep inside her.

“Fuck, yes.”

In the mirror above them, Alexa watched as men and women in the room observed them.

She didn’t care what they said or what they were thinking about. Corey’s rock hard dick was blowing her world, and she loved it as he slid deep within her, fucking her harder.

One of his hands left her hips to touch her clit, teasing it in time to his strokes.

“I bet those men wish they were in my place, Alexa, with you riding their dicks. Fucking you. They’re not me, and I’m not going to let any other man take my place.”

“Yes,” she said, moaning.

He leaned forward taking one of his nipples into his mouth. The pleasure of his fingers on her clit along with his cock driving inside her, and just having everyone watch them, was just too much. She came long and hard onto his cock, grinding her pelvis against his.

“Fuck, baby, fuck my dick.”

Corey released her clit, and started to drive up inside her, harder than ever before. She took him, wanting everything that he could give her, and relishing the feel of him.

Everyone melted away as she stared into his eyes so that they were the only two people who existed in the world.

He rode her hard, coming in deep, and growling out her name.

“Alexa.”

She loved the sound of her name on his lips, and especially as he was coming, the way in which it said it.

Once it was over, he didn’t push her off like she’d seen him do many times before. He stroked her back, and Alexa allowed herself to rest her head against his shoulder.

“Fuck me, baby, I don’t know if I’m going to last the night like that.”

“The night?”

“Yeah. I told you this isn’t a onetime deal.”

She licked her lips, and pulled back. Pushing some hair off her face, she stared into his eyes.

“What is your fantasy?” she asked.

He shook his head. “I’ll tell you one of mine when you tell me one of yours.”

“I want to go down to the dungeon and see what is going on there.”

Corey tilted his head to the side. “How about we go through each room, and try to make it to the dungeon? That good for you?”

“I can work with that.”

Pulling off his cock, she adjusted her dress, and saw her panties had fallen in a heap.

“Those are mine,” Corey said, taking the panties from her hands. “Consider them a souvenir of our time together.”

He pulled the condom off, grabbed some tissues, and cleaned himself up before tucking away his cock. Even flaccid he possessed an impressive length.

Corey got to his feet, and they made their way to the bar.

“Let’s have a drink, and we’ll move to the next room.”

He held her hand once again, and she noticed he did this a lot with her. She wondered why he felt the need to constantly hold her, but then she had to wonder if he was even aware of it. He ordered them drinks then pressed a kiss to her lips. “I’m just going to use the bathroom. You okay by yourself?”

“More than okay.”

Alexa watched her walk away. Would he come back? She’d seen him leave many women alone after performing like that.

Shut up, Alexa, deal with it as it comes.

She constantly felt the need to fight her feelings when it came to Corey. He wasn’t the kind of guy to settle down, and she wasn’t about to force him to. There was a yearning, though, a desire to be something more than just a fuck with him. Alexa had never been good at just random hookups. It was one of the reasons this place fascinated her. How could anyone find so much pleasure in strangers?

She thanked the barman for her drink as he placed both hers and Corey’s together. Grabbing her glass, she took a quick sip to find it burned. Corey had ordered them both strong brandy. Did he know she was nervous after what they’d experienced?

Deciding not to dwell too much on the information, she took another sip, trying not to cough as the liquid slid down her throat.

“That was quite a show.”

She turned to see a man, whom she didn’t know, take a seat beside her. “Thanks.”

“I’m Bernard.”

Nodding her head, Alexa wasn’t in the mood to give him her name. Just because she had put on a show with Corey, didn’t mean she was looking to find another man for the job.

“I would love the chance—”

“The woman clearly doesn’t want anything to do with you, Bernard. Get gone.” William took a seat beside her.

The man left, and she took another sip of her drink. “Does Corey want me to leave?” she asked.

“No. I’m not here for him, but for myself. I wanted to come and make sure you were all right.”

“I’m fine. Peachy, even.”

“I’m pleased you came back.” He took the drink the barman brought him, and Alexa wasn’t surprised to see that it was water. She’d never seen William drink.

“Corey blackmailed me.”

“Well, either way, I’m pleased. I don’t suppose you’ve noticed how he looks at you, have you?”

She shook her head.

“You’re the first woman I’ve seen him take an interest in.”

“I’m not going to pretend that anything is different between Corey and me. Whatever is going on will probably fizzle out in a couple of days.” She was surprised. Alexa had figured Corey would have gotten bored with her on the first night, which hadn’t been the case. It didn’t matter how much she tried not to care. It still hurt. She wanted to avoid being hurt by Corey. He wasn’t the kind of guy a woman fell in love with, or gave her heart to. Alexa wasn’t immune to Corey. She’d spent enough time watching him, and while doing so, she had hoped to create some kind of immunity to him. The way she was feeling at that very moment, she was failing.

Corey was the kind of guy who took what he wanted without looking back, or caring who he damaged in the process. He may never hurt anyone physically, but he hit them emotionally from the heart. Alexa didn’t want to get hurt, even though she knew without a doubt that she probably would.

“You really believe that,” he said. It didn’t sound like a question to her. “I guess I’ll have to see how this unfolds.”

“You’re not trying to poach my woman?” Corey asked.

“Not at all. I’m pleased she came back and is no longer mad at me.” William took his water, wishing them a good night.

****

Corey swallowed his drink down and took a seat. “What was he doing here?”

“He was just wishing me a good night, and he also got a man who came wanting to talk to me to go away.” Alexa sipped at her brandy.

Reaching out, he twirled a stray curl around his finger, giving it a little tug. “Then I’m more than happy that he was here.”

She chuckled, and he loved the sound.

“What do you think of us seeing each other outside of the club?” he asked. The words just spilled out of his mouth without any filter at all.

“Er, I don’t feel comfortable with that.”

Disappointment hit him directly in the chest. “Okay, it was just an idea to make you more comfortable with being around me. We’ll work up to those fantasies the hard way.” He stroked her cheek.

“It doesn’t mean we can’t talk to each other about stuff.”

“Okay, how about you tell me why you’re a librarian when you don’t need to work?” he asked.

“That’s easy. I would be bored at my apartment all day. There’s only so much a girl can buy, and I’m not interested in shopping. I do occasionally bake up a storm for my apartment building, but other than that, I like being at the library. Most of the time it’s quiet, but I love the customers who come in. I love the scent of musty books, and brand new books. The kids as well. They’re noisy, and they love getting into everything, which is so sweet to be part of. In a nutshell, I love my job. What about you? What made you sell your father’s business?”

“You knew about that?”

“It was newsworthy. I find anything that is in the news, I read.” She shrugged. “You were big news a few years back.”

He sighed, ordering another shot. It would be his last one as he didn’t want to lose control around Alexa. She wasn’t the most trusting, and he needed to have that control to keep him sane. “From the time I was old enough, I was being trained to take over the family business. If you screwed up, there were always consequences. I graduated at sixteen, and was already in college by then. My father, he demanded excellence in everything. One day, in my late twenties, I woke up and realized I hated my life. I hated working every single day. I hated the job I’d been trained to do. I hated the people, the work, the business, the hatred, and the fucking stress. What the papers don’t tell you was I nearly died of a heart attack around twenty-five.” She gasped, and he touched her hand, trying to offer her comfort. “You don’t need to worry. I didn’t end up dead. Anyway, the doctor, who is a very good friend of mine, asked me to think about what I wanted out of life. He knew what I’d been trained to do. He advised I make the decisions myself, and gave me the warning that I wouldn’t make it past the age of thirty-five and would even suffer before then.”

“Wow, seriously?”

“Yeah, it kinds of put your life into perspective when you’re told you’re not going to make forty. I wasn’t happy, and the company was in my hands, so I sold it,” he said.

“I can see.”

“I’m thirty-three years old, and the last time I visited my doctor, he gave me a clean bill of health on everything. I’m healthy, and I’m happy.”

“What do you do in your spare time?” she asked.

“I do a little of everything. I stopped running a company, but I still do enjoy the challenge of finding something to occupy myself. I started buying property, got bored, and sold it all. I’ve done art dealing, and once again it didn’t hold my interest.”

She laughed. “Wow, you really don’t know what you love, do you?”

“Try being in my shoes, and see how you feel. Most of my life I’d wanted what my father wanted. I never actually considered what I wanted.”

“And now you’re stuck?”

“I wouldn’t say stuck.” He paused, thinking about it. “Yeah, I’m stuck.”

“At least you’re happy.”

She finished her drink, and he once again took her hand, leading her away from the main bar. “Let’s go and see something exciting.” The only thing that he’d been passionate about was getting Alexa back to the club, and in his bed. She followed behind him. “The basement is divided into two. There’s the main basement, and then there’s the dungeon. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the basement.”

The basement was where the Doms and subs liked to play. William only allowed trained and professional Doms within the club. Anyone who hadn’t trained wasn’t allowed to practice on the subs. They could come and watch, but nothing else.

Corey loved the challenge, so he had accepted training from several Doms to be able to explore the lifestyle, even if he only liked to play on occasion. He wasn’t interested in having a slave or a sub all the time. Corey liked to play at variety.