Heated moments.
They never seemed to dull in the slightest, and yet with everything he did to me, I couldn't help but to let myself go and become excited.
He was a sex god, after all. A pleasure sent up from hell to devour me with every chance he got, or at least that was what I liked to tell myself. There was no way he was able to do this kind of stuff naturally.
It was positively sinful in every way.
“I want you to come with me to something tonight," James replied as I watched him step from the shower, wrapped in a towel and dripping wet.
“Oh, yeah? Where's that?" I still hadn't had the chance to shower myself. I was still laid in his bed with the sheets draped over me and a satisfied haze clouding my mind.
“To a club," he smirked.
Pausing for a moment, I stared at him with curiosity. “You don't seem like the type to go clubbing, James."
With a soft chuckle, he towel-dried his hair and walked closer to me. “Oh, it's not the kind of club you are thinking of."
I wasn't someone who enjoyed going out often, but I knew very well a club was a club, no matter what. Wasn't it?
“Okay…" I replied hesitantly. “What should I wear?"
Taking a moment, he walked towards his closet and pulled out a black and silver box with a bow and smiled. Turning towards me, he held it out. I stood, naked, and slowly padded towards him, taking the box.
“What's this?" I asked with a spark of mischievousness in my smile. “Is it an exotic place?"
“Yes, I suppose you can say that, and that is an outfit I picked out for you. Wear the black heels you have with it."
I stood staring at him for a moment longer before he turned away from me and disappeared back into his bathroom. I wasn't sure exactly what he was planning, but regardless of what it was, I didn't want to say no.
Something inside me, instead, begged to find out because for him to call it exotic… it must have been some very special place for him to seem excited.
After taking a shower, I walked towards the bed and opened the box. My hair and make-up were already done, I prepared to wear whatever it was James had selected for me. The problem was, when I opened the box, I didn't expect to see a sexy lace and almost see-through number with a black matching lace mask.
“James!" I yelled in confusion, trying to understand where the hell it was we were going.
He quickly entered the room looking sexier than I had ever seen him in black Armani pants and white button-up top that was rolled at the sleeves and open at the collar.
“What's wrong?"
I stood staring at him hungrily.
“Uh–what kind of club are we going to that I need to wear this?" I said slowly before looking back down at the garment on my bed.
Laughter escaped him as he stepped close to me. “One that is sinful and going to take you to entirely new levels you haven't experienced yet. Of course, we don't have to go if you're uncomfortable."
“You mean a sex club?" I whispered as he brushed a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Yes," he replied before kissing me gently. “It's Club Velvet, where you can go to play or play with others. I have a group of friends who are meeting up there tonight and never have I brought someone with me. I usually watch, but tonight, I figured I could show off what's mine. If that's okay with you?"
Hesitation and nervousness filled me.
I had never done anything like that before, and the thought of exposing myself to others, and perhaps having sex with James in front of other people, wasn't something I had ever considered before.
“Okay–" I agreed, watching as his smile widened.
“You're amazing, Becca. Finish getting ready. I'll be downstairs waiting."
I watched him turn towards the door, and as he did, I let out a heavy breath I had been holding and stared at the little number again.
Was this really something I was going to do?
********
An hour later, I was exiting James' private car adorned in the little lacey number hidden beneath the black coat I was wearing. My mask in place and red lipstick to accent, I walked on his arm into Miami's hottest club, Velvet.
The sounds of people laughing and the beats of the music pulsated through me. I was entranced by what I was seeing. There were women and men everywhere scattered in very revealing clothing or no clothing at all. Lace, leather, and silk galore lined the entryway and cascaded through the archway towards the dance floor.
“May I take your coat, ma'am?" a valet asked at the entrance with a smile. I looked at James, and he nodded, so I took a deep breath, slid the coat off, and handed it to the valet.
I was exposed now, but with the mask in place, it made me feel a little more comfortable about the attire I was wearing.
My palms were sweaty and my heart was racing. I bit gently on my bottom lip as I followed James through an array of people towards a back hallway lined with red velvet seating and white beds with curtains.
People were lingering around smiling and laughing with one another as they drank. Others participated in full-on make-out sessions with breasts exposed and evident hard-ons with the men. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before, and when James walked up to a group of people, I was shocked by the women in front of them.
I recognized two of them. One was the wife of the current mayor of Miami. I instantly knew who she was from the local news.
The other person was a supermodel, Allegra Joel. She was one of the hottest people around right now, and her new clothing line was supposed to be launching at the end of the month.
I wanted to act like an excited child but kept myself together as James said his hellos and then turned to me. “Everyone, I'd like you to meet, Scarlett."
Scarlett? Confused, he gave me a knowing look to go along with it. So, without questioning him, I smiled. “Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you all."
“Is this your first time?" Allegra asked with a smile as her eyes roamed up and down my body. The look in her gaze was the same one James usually gave me, and something about her looking at me like that was a slight turn-on.
“Yes, it is. I hope that tonight will be full of excitement," I replied, catching James off guard; his smile widened.
As the drinks began to flow and the music turned up hotter, I found myself more comfortable with the people I was around. Even Allegra seemed to take quite an interest in me, and I found out that she and James were close friends.
However, they both assured me they had never done anything sexual.
Turns out, Allegra was into women more than she had ever been into men.
“So, how long are you in town for, Scarlett?" she asked me with a smile while running her tongue over her perfectly white teeth.
“A few more weeks, and then I am off to take care of business back up north," I replied, trying not to give off the fact I was still going to school.
“That's a shame... I was hoping we could hang out sometime," she teased as she pouted.
James laughed at her comment, causing me to smile with confusion. “I'm sure you would like that, Allegra, but I don't think Scarlett is into women. She is strictly stuck with me right now."
I was shocked at what he was suggesting, but it wasn't because he pointed out she wanted a bite of me. It was because he was assuming I wouldn't have fun with her.
Or any woman, for that matter.
I hadn't done anything like that before and never considered it. But like my father always told me, don't ever assume to not like something unless you have at least tried it once.
“Um–how do you know that?" I asked James with curiosity, watching as Allegra's smile widened, and a few other people started laughing.
“Oh, she is feisty, isn't she?" One of the men laughed while his plaything ground deeper into his lap as she danced.
James stared at me with a gaze nearly unreadable. I wasn't sure what it was he was doing, but before I knew it, a smile crossed his lips. I knew I was going to regret it. “If that's the case, and you're so comfortable with the idea, why don't you show me how much you're enjoying yourself… Scarlett?"
Oh, you sly fox. Challenging me in front of everyone, knowing I won't back down.
Giving him one of my signature smiles, I slowly stood to my feet and leaned over kissing him playfully as I bit on his bottom lip. “Challenge accepted, Mr. Valentino."
His eyes lit with fire at my words, and it was evident I was going to pay for what I had said. That was what I wanted, though. I wanted him to please me in ways I hadn't experienced before.
After all, this was the promise he had given me earlier in the night.
To experience pleasure I never had before.
As I pulled away from him, I walked towards the center pole of our private room. All ten sets of eyes were on me, and as they were, I felt my palms sweat again and my heart race.
There was no turning back. To turn back would only make me look a fool in front of these people, and there was no way I was going to let that happen.
As the music began to flow, I danced, allowing my body to move to the beat. Those stripper dance classes Tally had forced me to go to last year paid off because I saw nothing but lust and hunger in quite a few sets of eyes.
The more I danced, the more I slowly let the tight lace corset drop to the floor until the only thing I was left wearing were the garters, g-string, and heels.
He didn't stop me, though, and with everyone watching, I felt incredibly turned on.
I wanted them to want me, and that feeling alone was empowering.
Slowly, James rose to his feet and stalked towards me, unbuttoning his shirt.
“How about we play in other ways?" he whispered, leaning against my ear as I ground against him, feeling his cock harden within his pants.
“By ourselves?" I asked with curiosity.
“Want to give them a show?" he replied, looking into my eyes. “Unless you're scared."
A giggle left my lips at his statement. “Oh, I'm never scared."
It was a lie. I was terrified, but I was going to make a point to prove tonight James should never underestimate me.
Instead, I would leave him begging to f*ck me.