Chapter Twenty-Three
Carter
IknewCole was going to miss Thursday night due to a concert he was going to. I was supposed to go with him, but at the last minute, he sent me a text saying he was bringing a date, this student he keeps mentioning. I tried to warn him again, but he swore this one wasn’t going to be an issue.
His ditching me for a date isn’t something new for him, and I almost expected it, was excited about it even.
This meant I was going to be alone at the club, and it might finally be my chance to reveal who I am to Evangeline. But to my dismay, she wasn’t there either. After waiting until midnight, I finally threw in the towel and headed home. A few other members tried to pique my interest, but I was there for only one reason and one girl.
I called Cole Friday and even this morning to see if he wanted to play a game of basketball, but he hasn’t returned my calls, just a text saying he’s swamped with work, but he’d be here tonight.
I only hope she is too, and we haven’t scared her off.
Cole is first to arrive, and Evangeline not far after, which rubs me the wrong way at first, but then I blow it off.There’s no way they came together.
Tonight the club is a little bit of anything goes, so I have an idea, and I hope she’s down with it.
Happiness washes over me when she walks right past Cole like she didn’t even notice him standing there watching a scene and comes straight up to me.
“Hi,” I grunt out in my deep voice, still trying to hide who I am. My hand reaches out to her bare waist, pulling her into me. “I have a new game I wanted to play. You down?” I say, whispering into her neck as I kiss it softly.
“I finally get the two of you, at once?” she asks, her hands roaming down my front and gripping my semi-hard cock.
What I have planned will take the two of us, but a bit of disappointment creeps up my spine. I guess deep down I wanted her to only want me.
“That’s my plan. Where’s Maverick?” I whisper again, not moving away from her neck and enjoying the last bit of time alone I have with her.
She pulls away slightly, looking for Cole, who’s already standing to my right.Dammit.
I look at Cole, trying to change my sudden mood and make sure he’s on board with my plan. I hold up the rope I had in my back pocket and watch as Cole’s face lights up. We’ve talked about doing something like this but never have.
“Follow my lead?” I ask, though I’m not expecting him to say no. I’m just making sure he knows I’m in charge tonight.
He nods, stepping to the side and allowing me to pull Evangeline with me. She stops briefly, leaning up to kiss Cole, and the act surprises me. Then I remember last week when she stormed out of here. Maybe that was just her way of saying what happened was forgiven.
Tonight I want to play with Evangeline, both for my pleasure and for hers. I want to torture her, sexually. See how far I can push her to the edge before she breaks. And then, I want to see if she can tell it’s me who catches her.
I walk her to a chair I have waiting in front of a scene involving five people. Every person has something going on, and it’s hard to see where some bodies start and others stop.
I remove her bra, and after wrapping one rope around her wrists and tying them behind her back, I lean down in front of her, kissing my way down her belly. I slide off her panties and lick her quickly, just enough to tease her and get her wet, both on the inside and out.
“Sit down,” I whisper.
She obliges, and I turn her knees out, one to each side, so she’s open and on display for me. Taking the rope, I wrap it around her ankles and secure them to the edges of the chair, so she has to keep them open.
Then I walk away, grabbing Cole to follow me and leaving her there, naked and wide-open on display.
Evangeline
What the fuck?I look around and watch Cole walk away with Secret, leaving me here without a word. I asked him to let me play, but I didn’t know I’d be getting tied up. He wasn’t the one who did it, though…Secret did. Cole watched in amusement, and I’m dying to know if he was internally laughing at me because he was giving me what I wished for or if he’s in on this.
A moan of pleasure sings out and grabs my attention, pulling me into the scene in front of me.
I watch as one girl is lying on her back, a guy up on his knees fucking her while a girl leans over and rubs her clit. Suddenly, I understand why Secret tied my legs the way he did.
A throb works its way through my core, and I’ve never noticed how much relief I get from closing my legs tightly until I don’t have the ability to do so.
I turn to the other two people in the scene, but my ache gets worse when I catch a glimpse of her face and the extreme pleasure ripping through her as the guy slides in and out at a leisurely pace. The way her hands fly down on the bed, grasping for any bit of control she has left, lights my insides on fire.
