Page 43 of Zombie

“See something you want?” I asked, continuing my stroking.

She nodded her head. “Yes please, Dante, I need you inside of me.”

I untied her ankles from the cross and hoisted her up. Lennie locked her legs around my waist and began to grind herself on me.

I grabbed a condom from my pocket and put it over myself before slowly pushing inside of her. Lennie let out a whimper. She was so tight that I wasn’t sure I would be able to get all the way in.

“Relax baby, let me in,” I soothed before pressing a searing kiss to her lips.

She obeyed, and I slid all the way inside her. I moved my hips slowly, getting her used to my size before speeding up. The sounds she was making were like music to my ears, and I loved every note.

Pumping my hips harder, I felt her body begin to tremble as her walls tightened around me. I gripped her ass, thrusting even faster.

“Come, baby, come on my cock,” I commanded.

Lennie cried out as she shattered around me. My vision blurred as I found my orgasm not long after hers.

I pulled out of her and guided her so she was standing on the plush carpet underneath us. Methodically, I untied her wrists before disposing of the condom and bringing her to my shower.

Once we were in bed and Lennie was spooned next to me, I had an idea.

I kissed her shoulder. “Friday, I want to bring you somewhere. Somewhere where you can learn a little more about my world.”

“Okay,” Lennie responded.

Friday I would dip my angel’s toe in the underworld that was Club X, a sex club, and I couldn’t wait to see her fall.

THIRTY-ONE

ZOMBIE

The week dragged on as I waited for Friday to come and finally, we were walking into the members-only section of the sex club. Long ribbons of silk draped down the sides of the hall, with only baseboard lighting to guide us into the main function hall.

I was nervous about bringing her to Club X. It was an exclusive kink club in the city with a very high price tag to be a member. I had never brought anyone with me before, and I hoped I wasn’t crossing some imaginary line between Lennie and me. But at this point, she had seen my playroom and knew what I was into.

Lennie was quiet as she took in the vast space of the event area. On stage was a captivating couple on the bed while a man sat in a cushioned chair stroking his hard cock as he watched. Moans filled the room as the man on the bed devoured his partner’s pussy.

Lennie watched them for a minute then turned to stare at me wide-eyed. I gave her a reassuring nod as we walked further into the area and sat down on one of the leather sofas. She was beautiful in a hot-pink bodycon dress that hugged all of her curves and matched her hair, making her look especially delicious.

To the side of the platform were a few leather sofas that had a perfect view of more stages and rooms of glass. Maybe next time we would sit up there. Lennie was teasing me as she swayed her hips to the sensual beat of the club. I loved watching her move with the rhythm. Her dress barely covered her ass.

I’d had a hard-on since the moment I picked her up. Her hair fell in waves down her back, and her glasses only accented her makeup. She looked like my every wet dream.

I continued to sit on the leather sofa and watched as two girls joined Lennie, both wearing barely any clothing. The spitfire shared a seductive look with me before wrapping her arms around the tall brunette in front of her while the curvy redhead cradled Lennie's hips. All three of them moved in sync, getting bolder with their caresses and longing stares. Moans on the stage let me know that things were getting good, but I didn’t want to miss a single second of the show in front of me. Possessiveness reared its ugly head as the brunette leaned down and kissed Lennie on the cheek.

In some men’s eyes, this was a fantasy coming true. This proved itself when I saw other members gazing the women’s way. Jealousy washed over me, making me stand up abruptly. Lennie gave me a curious glance. As if sensing my unease, she removed herself from the two women and sashayed over to me.

She placed a hand on my chest, and I knew that she could feel the hammering of my heart under my black dress shirt.

“Everything okay?” she asked.

I gave a terse nod which didn’t seem to abate her worry. I cupped her cheek before leaning down and pressing my lips to her soft, plush mouth. She let out a small whimper when I deepened the kiss. I was claiming what was mine in front of my peers. Did I need to do it? No. But it made me feel better letting everyone know that Lennie was off-limits. Men who I recognized averted their gazes to the two women who were still dancing and now making out.

I broke the kiss and cupped Lennie's other cheek. “Let me show you something.”

She nodded, took my outstretched hand, and followed me as I walked down the dimly lit hallway. I brought her to a room with chairs in front of a small stage. The show was about to start, and I wanted to show Lennie a little piece of me that brought me much satisfaction.

Some other patrons had already taken their seats, some in pairs and some in groups. Lennie looked at the stage, where a man was binding a woman’s hands together.