Weekend with the Dom (5 page)

“No-one’s bought me a book
before. You can’t blame me for being curious.”

This time Alex looked a little
confused. “But you love books. Why wouldn’t anyone who knows you, not buy books
for you? All I have to do is walk into your apartment to know that books are
incredibly important to you.”

There were still parts of her well
hidden from him. That she kept hidden from herself. The memories were still
painful. “I don’t have many friends anymore. I’ve got the other teachers at the
school, but I’ve always been happier with my books. My life was completely
different before my parents died. I guess you could say that I rebelled. There was
no doubt in their minds that I’d follow in their footsteps. That I’d write and
teach,” Nola laughed at the memory. “I did some weird things growing up. For a
while I worked as a magician’s assistant or there was the time I learnt how to
surf. When they died, it happened so suddenly. I decided, what was the point of
forming bonds when people always had the habit of leaving you behind? I’m
sorry, that didn’t answer your question, did it?”

“It told me a lot about you,
Nola. There’s a lot more going on inside that head of yours than you let people
see, isn’t there?” Alex’s hand rested on hers and he gave a comforting squeeze.
There was no hint of mockery in his dark eyes, and the small smile he gave her
made her think somehow he understood and he didn’t judge her.

“I’m just a big ball of
contradictions,” she confessed. “What about you, any skeletons in the closet I
should know about?”

The smile died slightly. “We’ll
leave that one for another day. I think we’ve shared enough bad memories. It’s time
to create some good ones. I think we deserve them.”

“I don’t know what my parents
would think of you, if they were still alive.”

Nola laughed as Alex snorted. “I’ll
have you know, I’m very charming. They would have loved me.”

I
don’t doubt that.
They went back to eating their meal. As
soon as she’d finished, Nola excused herself to go to the ladies’ room. As Alex’s
eyes followed her across the room, she glanced over her shoulder and, sure
enough, he was looking at her with caged heat in his eyes.

No man had ever looked at her
like that, like a dessert he couldn’t wait to eat.

She pushed the door to the ladies’
room. The first thing she noticed was she wasn’t alone. A stunning redhead,
with a head full of curls and porcelain skin was standing in front of the
mirror, reapplying a lipstick the same shade of red as her hair.

Nola smiled at the woman, her
good mood making her feel light and happy. She quickly finished in the toilet
and went to wash her hands. She was a little surprised to find that the woman
was still there. She’d sat on the marble counter and smiled at Nola as soon as she
saw her.

The woman studied her as she washed
her hands. The deep scrutiny made Nola squirm but she did her best to ignore
it. It was only when she noticed that the woman hadn’t stopped that she
couldn’t take it any longer.

“Can I help you with something?”

The woman laughed softly. “I was
staring, wasn’t I? I was just wondering where you bought that dress. It’s
beautiful.”

Nola shook away her unease and
ran her hands over the skirt of the dress. She quickly gave the strange woman
directions to the shop where she bought it. “There’s a sale going on at the
moment, so it’s the ideal time to buy it.”

“I’ll have to have a look. Thank
you.”

Nola was nearly out of the ladies
when the woman spoke again. “That’s also a beautiful necklace that you’re
wearing. I had one similar to it but I lost it. I don’t mean to be a pain, but
where did you buy that?”

Nola brushed her fingers against
the cold steel. “I didn’t buy it, my boyfriend did.”

The woman smiled at her wickedly,
hopping off the marble counter. “I’m guessing your boyfriend is tall, dark and
handsome and sitting at your table?”

Nola nodded. “Speaking of
boyfriends, I better get back to mine.” The unease blossomed in the pit of her
stomach. Did this woman know who Alex was? Maybe she was a patron at his club.
Nola smiled through her anxiety. “I didn’t catch your name.”

“It’s Georgina.” She turned her
attention back to her reflection as if Nola was dismissed from her presence.
Nola visibly relaxed, not recognizing the name. She had more pressing concerns
involving Alex.

Chapter
Seven

Alex had to take his suit jacket
off, folding it over his arm and letting it drape over his raging hard-on. With
his free hand, he laced his fingers through Nola’s hand. Everything about this
woman made him want to shrug off his carefully constructed control, but that
wasn’t what Nola needed. Alex had heard of Doms that lost control, letting
their passions rule their desires. That wasn’t who Alex was. He preferred to be
in control. Always had, always would.

After he’d paid the bill, they
left the bistro in silence, but those whispered promises meant his cock didn’t
want to behave. He guided her down an alleyway, further away from the busy
streets until all he could hear was the soft hum of the cars. It was starting
to get dark but Alex knew they had about an hour before the doors leading into
the back alleys might open.

They stopped around another corner,
this one leading to a dead end. Alex dropped his jacket onto the floor in front
of him. “I want you to kneel on my jacket.” Alex noticed that Nola didn’t
hesitate as she dropped to her knees. “Unbutton and unzip my trousers.” He ran
his hands through her hair, watching her as she followed his instructions.
“Pull them down.”

Cold air hit the bare skin of his
legs. His hard cock strained against the fabric of his pants. He was surprised
that it didn’t rip free. “Kiss it, Nola.” He felt her fingers work into the top
of the waist band. “No, I want to feel you kiss it through the fabric. I want
you to tease me, and make me beg for it.”

He sighed as he felt a gentle
kiss gently caress the entire length of his cock. His eyes drifted closed and
he leaned back, enjoying the sensations she created in him. Tiny shivers of
desire sparked into life as she grazed her teeth across the sensitive head of
his cock. He glanced down at her. The alleyway was dark but he could make out
her head as it moved left to right, leaving his pants damp. “Take them down.”
He bit back the moan as cold air hit his hot flesh. He drew her head forward,
needing to feel her mouth around him. “Take me into your mouth, Beautiful.”

A gentle suction on the head of
his cock had his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Suddenly, wetness
engulfed him and he cried out. “That’s right, Beautiful. I want you to give it
to me just like that.” With his hand in her hair, he felt every dip and
movement of her head as she worked her mouth up and down his length. “Cup your
hand under my balls. Oh yes, that feels so good, Beautiful.”

Tingles travelled up and down his
thighs, the swell of pressure in his balls, making his head hurt. He knew that
he was going to come hard. An explosion flashed behind his eyes and suddenly it
felt like every nerve ending had burst into life. His cock jerked as if it had
a life of its own and the contents of his balls emptied into her willing mouth.
He hadn’t lasted long, but he’d never been able to last that long when Nola
went down on him. The added situation of the dark and dirty alleyway had only
added to the build-up. The fallout had been so explosive he swore he’d seen
stars.

Nola licked and sucked him clean
before pulling his pants and trousers back up. She watched him as he did up his
trousers. “I can’t believe we just did that. Anyone could have seen us. I would
have lost my job if somebody had reported it.” She said the last sentence as
barely a whisper. Alex tugged her into his arms and she didn’t struggle against
him as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

“Do you know where we are, Nola?”
She shook her head, Alex feeling the movement against his chest. “We’re out the
back of The Black Rose. I know for a fact that this alleyway is a blind alley.
No-one saw us come down here because the club is closed until ten. What you’ve
managed to do is give me one hell of a memory. Every time that I come to work,
every time I have to walk out here for whatever reason, I’m probably going to
have a cock so hard it could be used as a lethal weapon.”

Nola laughed, the sound of it vibrating
against his chest and Alex smiled. “I told you. This relationship, the
relationship between Dom and sub is built on trust. I would never do anything
that would jeopardize your job. I know how important it is to you. Now let’s
get home. It’s time to start the next step in your introduction.”

As Alex led Nola back out of the
alleyway, his words came back to him. He’d called his place, home. Not, now
let’s get back to mine. No, let’s go home. The thought of Nola living with him
didn’t terrify him, not as much as it would have done, if Nola had been
Georgina. Alex pushed the thought of his redheaded ex-submissive to the back of
his mind. Today wasn’t about thinking about the past. It was about thinking of
the future, a future with Nola.

****

They’d been back at Alex’s for
about five minutes when the phone rang. Nola made her way into the kitchen and
put the kettle on, half listening to the conversation that played out in the
living room. She’d always liked Alex’s kitchen, not that he ever seem to get
much cooking done in it. In the six weeks they’d been together, Alex had taken
her out for meals or they’d ordered in. Nola opened the fridge door, spying
mince, and vegetables. She wasn’t particularly hungry after the bistro but she’d
cook a little later, to get some use out of the overly clean kitchen.

“I’m sorry, Nola. I’ve got to
head back to the club. Are you going to be all right for a few hours, or did
you want to come with me?”

“What happened?” She took the
milk out and started to make two cups of coffee. His fridge might have been
sparse but the man kept his coffee well stocked.

Alex ran his hand through his
hair. “There was a burst pipe yesterday, down in the dungeon. I had a plumber
in to fix it, but for whatever reason the job wasn’t completed and it’s now
under a foot of water. Lilith called him in again, but he’ll only deal with
me.”

“That must drive Lilith insane.”

He smiled. “Isn’t that the truth?
Lilith isn’t used to men not doing what she tells them to do. I’ve got to get
there before the blood starts hitting the ground. Do you want to come?”

Nola shook her head. “I’ll watch some
television. If I go with you, I’d probably just end up distracting you anyway.”

Alex moved towards her, pulling
her into his arms again and brushing a short kiss against her lips. “It would
be a good distraction.”

She laughed. “I’ll wait for you
here. The sooner you leave, the sooner you’ll be back.” She deepened the kiss
before pushing him away playfully. “Then you’re going to have to let me see
that book.
Unless of course, you want to leave it with me?”

He patted his jacket, searching
for the book and smiled when he found it. “Nice try, Nola. I’ll be back before
you know it.”

****

It was odd to spend time alone in
Alex’s apartment. Nola might have spent many of her weekends alone before she
met Alex, but this was the first time she’d been left alone in Alex’s
apartment. Not that Alex had any secrets from her. Nola started in the living
room, a brief flash of her lying on the ground, tied up and blindfolded, made
an appearance in her mind before she found herself standing in front of Alex’s
bookcase.

He didn’t have many books. There
were several books of Japanese Shibari and Nola pulled one out randomly. The
picture on the hardback cover made her pause. There was a couple on it, and the
woman had been tied up with rope and was hanging suspended from the ceiling. She
looked pretty secure, the rope pattern intricate and purposeful. The thing that
Nola couldn’t look away from was the look on the model’s face. Her eyes were
closed, her lips slightly parted and her hair, long, thick and blonde, hung to
the ground. There was no mistaking the look of complete bliss. The man that
stood next to her was naked except for a pair of loose linen pants. His hands
rested on the knots under the curve of her butt, which held her legs together.
Was Alex interested in this sort of bondage? It looked a lot more complicated
than just tying someone’s arms up. The thought turned her on and Nola stopped
herself from slipping a hand up her dress to bring herself some relief. It had
been intense to kneel in that alleyway and give him a blowjob but it left her
wanting. Where had been that hard, dirty fuck he’d promised her? He’d probably
planned on doing it here, right up to the point the phone had rung and Alex had
left.

Would Alex punish her if she
played with herself? She took the book with her to the settee and sat down.
Curiosity had her firmly in its grip. Maybe if he came home to find her reading
from the book, he’d explore it with her.

Nola had just been learning the
different kinds of knots when someone knocked at the door. She glanced up at
the clock. Alex had left an hour ago and it was now starting to get late. Had
he forgotten his keys? She closed the book and got to her feet. Opening the
door revealed two things, firstly Alex hadn’t forgotten his keys and secondly the
woman called Georgina knew where Alex lived.