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Grind.
Each time, he pulled away for the next thrust just before giving her enough stimulation that she could actually get off.Her body ached, cramping.It was a kind of edging she hadn’t experienced and wasn’t sure he even knew there was a name for what he was doing.It was both awful and wonderful torment.
“Nick!Sir, please!”The plea came out as a near shriek.His pubic bone ground against her clit again before pulling away, leaving her body humming and buzzing, tight as a wire about to snap.She wailed at the loss of contact, muscles clenching as she was left on the precipice of rapture.
Then he was pounding into her, hard and fast, and her voice rose in a shriek as ecstasy rose like a tsunami and crashed over her.Hot bliss sizzled through her veins, leaving pure pleasure in its wake as she lost herself in the mutual celebration of their love.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
Nick
As far asNick was concerned, one of the biggest upsides of being open about their new relationship was Lloyd telling him to just let him know if he and Avery wanted an occasional Thursday night off together.A weekend night off together was probably too much to ask—though Luke had hinted they might work something out by having a guest chef or something—but a Thursday every few weeks was pretty great.
It meant when she asked him if he’d be interested in going to Stronghold with her and her friends, he could say yes.
He had to admit, he was curious about Stronghold.While he’d eventually like to see one of the shows at Marquis, he felt pretty comfortable inside the building itself, on both floors.At least in the main room of Marquis.Thanks to the classes, he was spending plenty of time there.
Stronghold, on the other hand, was a mystery and one he was wildly curious about.What would it be like?Would it be full of people having sex?Whipping each other?Or more like a regular nightclub?And which would he prefer since all of that made him uncomfortable in different ways?
Odd that he was the most comfortable with the idea of a club full of people whipping each other, but it was true.That was something the Dom class had really helped with and not just him.The past few weeks, the new Doms had become a lot more confident in their newfound skills.Well, most of them.Connor still struggled but was better, as long as one of the instructors was watching him.Nick had a feeling the big guy liked having the ‘safety net’ of an instructor’s presence in case his own strength worked against him.
Nick wondered if he’d see any of the other Doms from his class at the club.Avery said they were going with Iris, Rae, Domi, Domi’s boyfriend, Mitch, and his friends.He was a little nervous about hanging out with Doms, who knew what they were doing but figured it would be good for him.He could watch how they acted and take his direction from them.
Hopefully, he didn’t embarrass himself, although Avery had assured him she was perfectly happy visiting and not playing.
“Are you ready?”Avery came out of the bathroom, taking his breath away at the same time all the blood rushed to his groin.
Getting ready had been no problem.He’d put on a pair of leather pants and a black shirt that hugged his muscles before sitting down on the couch to wait for her.
She’d been locked in the bathroom for the past hour, doing who knows what, but damn if he could argue with the results.
The soft waves of her hair had been pulled back into a ponytail, and she was wearing heavier makeup than normal, the black liner accentuating her eyes, so they appeared even bigger, but what really made him stare was her dress.The shiny black material hugged her body, outlining every inch of her curves clearly enough, he was certain she didn’t have a stitch of underwear underneath, making the way her boobs were lifted even more gravity-defying.
“Holy shit.No, I’m not ready.I think we should stay here.”His pants were uncomfortably tight in a certain area.When he went to embrace her, she giggled and came willingly into his arms, but she looked up at him with such pleading eyes, he knew he was going to give in, even before she opened her mouth.
“Please, Sir?I really want to go to Stronghold.”She wriggled.“I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
“I think I’d enjoy staying home even more,” he grumbled but gave her a chaste kiss, then helped her put on a long jacket that covered her down to her knees.It would help keep her warm in the chilly night air, as well as keep her decent until they got to the club.
Her happiness as she bounced to the car made him feel a lot better about the decision to go to Stronghold instead of staying home.Seeing her happy made him happy.
When they pulled into the club’s parking lot, he stared.It was nothing like he’d expected.He’d known it wouldn’t be like Marquis but wasn’t sure it could be more different.
From the outside, Stronghold looked like a warehouse.Only the number of cars in the parking lot made it seem like it might be something else.The windows were tinted, so it didn’t look as though any lights were on inside.
Hand gripping Avery’s, he led her inside, thrown off enough to be unsure of what he’d find in there.The lobby reminded him a bit of the one at Marquis, though not as lushly decorated.It kept the industrial warehouse feeling.Behind the desk was a bubbly blonde who checked them in before they went through the door into the main part of the club, which was guarded by a massive bouncer.The guy was as big as Connor, though with a shaved head and dark skin.With his arms crossed over his chest, he was intimidating as hell.
“Hey, Master Jared,” Avery said cheerfully, giving the big man a little wave as she passed.He smiled at her, his gaze sweeping over Nick before they went through the door.
“How many people do you know here?”Nick asked as they walked into the main room.
“Not that many,” Avery admitted.“Rae and Dom talk a lot about the people here, so it feels as if I know them, even though I’ve never actually met them.I met Master Jared because he was visiting Olivia a few weeks ago when I had to go to her office for some paperwork.”
Avery was a friendly person, so she remembered people.
Nick scanned the room and had to admit it was more like a dance club than he’d expected.There was a dance floor with a stage, though no one was currently performing.The music had a throbbing beat but wasn’t so loud that it made conversation impossible, which he appreciated.The area just to his and Avery’s left was filled with people mingling, sitting in the low chairs or kneeling on the thick carpet.
The kneeling made it different from a club.
