A Club Named Desire Novella: Lust (2 page)

I didn’t let go of his hand until we exited the club
and stepped outside. Awkward silence ensued. It was full of sexual
tension between perfect strangers. I decided to take a chance and
introduce myself.

“I’m Bree, are we going to your place or mine?”

He pushed me against the side of the building,
plastering his body against mine. “I’m Parker, and we are
definitely going to my place.”

I sucked in a breath as he slid the pad of his thumb
across one of my pert nipples and he once again pressed the length
of his cock against me, straining in his grey dress pants.

“I plan to make you scream for me tonight,
Bree.”

I shivered and leaned forward just enough to pull
the lobe of his ear in my mouth. It was him that groaned this time.
I responded with a new found confidence. “I’m looking forward to
it.”

The doorman must have called a cab, because one
pulled up next to us. I reluctantly slipped out from between Parker
and the wall. He tugged me to the cab and I slid in. Parker rattled
of an address and we were moving.

I wanted this man, badly. All I could think about
was his cock in my mouth and me on my knees. I wasn’t usually this
devious, but Parker made me want to do all kind of naughty things.
He was sex on a stick and I wanted to lick him from head to
toe.

He didn’t say a word; just let me bask in the
anticipation of our night together. Not even five minutes later,
the cab was pulling to a stop next to a high rise apartment
building made of glass.

My jaw dropped open at the sight. Wow, this was a
fabulous place. It was a good thing we didn’t go back to my
apartment. It didn’t even compare. As we got out, Parker placed a
hand in the small of my back and guided me towards the double
doors. A doorman greeted us and Parker continued to the
elevators.

“This place is beautiful.”

“Thanks, wait until you see the view. It’s gorgeous
at night.”

His eyes rake over me and I’m suddenly not sure if
he’s talking about the view or me. Heat licks my cheeks and I’m
suddenly a little hot. The elevator was about to combust from the
chemistry between us.

“Are you on the pill?”

The question only spurred on her anticipation. “Yes,
are you clean?”

“As a whistle,” he replied.

I lost my breath at the thought of his bare length
entering me, without barriers. I had never done it that way before,
but everything about tonight was different. I was ready for
whatever Parker threw my way.

I followed him out of the elevator and into a long
corridor of doors. We stopped at the end of the hallway and he
unlocked his door, number fifty-seven. We weren’t even in the door
before he was on me.

He shoved me against the back of the door and held
my hands in place above my head. He was a little rough, but
truthfully, I was excited by it. No one had ever treated me as
anything other than fragile.

Parker ground into the apex between my legs, and I
let out a noise of excitement and anticipation. He thrust his
tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard and rough. My lips were
swollen from the way he ravaged them.

I struggled to free my arms from him so I could let
them loose on his magnificent body, but to no avail. As punishment,
he bent his head down and bit my taught nipple.

I was shocked at first from the pain, but when he
bit down on the second nipple with the same force, I moaned. I
never knew something painful could bring me pleasure.

My G-string was soaked from the warmth pooling
between my legs. I was excited for the first time during a sexual
encounter. The things I wanted to do to this man, even made me
blush.

He returned to kissing me, and split my legs apart
with his knee. Parker used his free hand to caress the inside of my
thigh until he managed to reach under my skirt. His hand brushed
across the t of my G-string and I shuddered.

Parker pushed the material roughly aside and rubbed
his thumb across my clit. My breathing accelerated as he thrust a
finger deep inside me and pumped it in and out. He was relentless
and soon was speaking. “I want you to look at me when you come,
Bree.”

It was a command and I was at his mercy. I was
practically begging for release and nodded. He never took his eyes
off mine as he slid in a second finger and rocked them inside me.
The pressure from his thumb on my most sensitive spot was too
much.

I let out a throaty cry as Parker held me up. My
eyes shown with pleasure as he continued to slide his fingers in
and out of me until my orgasm stopped. I was so worked up from him;
I sagged against his body in defeat.

“We’re far from finished. That was just to get you
warmed up for all I have planned. Trust me when I say you have
never had sex like you will tonight. I will ruin you for other
men.”

Just those words, a promise, made me crazy with
desire. As soon as he dropped my wrists, I began to unbutton his
shirt as I frantically kissed him. To my surprise, he let me. I
didn’t even bother to take his shirt off. I ran my hands down the
hard planes of his abs before reaching the belt on his pants.

“What are you up to, little Bree?”

“I’m going to suck your cock and you will be begging
me for release.”

I’ve never been that bold before, but I wanted him
in my mouth. I craved the taste of his sex on my tongue. I wanted
to feel his tip brush against the back of my throat as I took all
of him in.

I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Then
I roughly pulled the zipper down until his pants fell to the
ground. I wasted no time and pulled his boxers down quickly
following his pants.

Parker’s erection sprang free and my eyes went wide.
There he was, stepping out of his clothes, naked from the waist
down. He was thick and much longer than I anticipated. It truly was
the most perfect specimen I had ever seen.

I dropped to my knees and wrapped my small hands
around his large penis. He felt impossibly big in comparison to
them. I opened my mouth and sucked on the tip. Parker let out a
guttural growl as he threaded his fingers in my hair. I used my
hands to pump him as I sucked the pre-cum from his head.

When I looked up, he had his head thrown back and I
could tell he was struggling with control. Now that I had a taste
of what rough felt like, it turned me on. I wanted him to be rough
with me now. The craving for his pleasure from me was
unbearable.

I pulled my hands off him and dug my nails into his
ass as I slid his length inside my mouth, taking it in, tasting the
saltiness of his excitement.

His hands fisted tighter in my hair and my bun was
no longer intact. I made small throaty noises that spurred him on.
He yanked my head forward and I nearly choked on him. I looked up
once more and saw raw desire there, wanting this, needing this. I
bobbed forward, not deterred by his coarseness as he thrust his
penis deep in the recesses of my mouth.

I was so wet all over again. This was such a turn
on. Giving a blow job had never felt like this before. I wanted to
break him, taste his seed on my tongue, slipping down the back of
my throat.

He was bobbing my head frantically and tears were
forming from the sheer force of his insertions. Parker was close.
His cock throbbed and swelled inside my mouth. I made small noises
of pleasure as it stroked my vocal cords.

That was what sent him over the edge. He pushed
himself in me as far as he could and I nearly gagged as he spilled
down my throat, his balls pushed firmly against my chin. I
swallowed it all. As he began to pull out, I sucked every last drop
from him, milking his orgasm.

My knees were sore by the time I stood up. I wanted
him inside me, now.

“Fuck me, please, Parker.”

Chapter 3

“My little
Bree, I’m far from finished with you. Come, let’s move to the
bedroom.”

I gasped. I wasn’t sure what I was in for, I just
knew I wanted it. This experience was beyond anything I had ever
done. My lust for Parker only magnified. He was drawing me in, like
a spider in his web.

I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand as I
followed him down the hallway and into another room. When I did, I
practically turned around. The room was some sort of sex chamber. A
bed sat in the middle of it, normal looking enough. Then leather
cuffs hung from the top and bottom posts.

A sex swing hung from the corner of the room and a
massage table was set up with toys. I was very naive and had never
come across a situation like this before. I wasn’t even sure what
most of the items were for.

He was silent as he allowed me to take everything
in. I suddenly wanted to run from here. I stopped myself though. If
I chickened out, I would never know. So far, Parker had brought me
nothing but pure, carnal pleasure. No, I had to stay and experience
this for myself.

“It occurs to me that I’m probably not as
experienced as you.”

“Good, I told you that I would ruin you for other
men and I meant it. You are a unique one, Bree. Naivety will make
this so much more pleasurable for both of us. This will be like
your first time all over again only with an expert. I promise to
make you beg me for more.”

Oh my God, where had this man come from? He was
saying things that I’ve never heard before, and doing things to me
that I only ever saw in porno. The worst part was that I wanted it
so damn bad that I would beg for more. Parker was like a drug and I
was already becoming an addict.

“First, I want to see you strip for me. I need you
naked,” he said as he pulled off his shirt, leaving himself
completely nude.

I slowly pulled the tank top off to display my bra,
nipples painfully hard. Then I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to
the ground. I took a step towards him. “More?”

“On second thought, I can take over from here,” he
growls.

The space between us was gone and he began undoing
my bra. My breasts bounced free and he palmed them before bringing
his mouth down hard on my nipple. I cry out in pain as I arch into
him, feeling desire stir from the shock.

He looked up with a satisfied smirk. Then he ran his
hands over my bare ass and cupped my bottom, pulling me against his
hardness. I let out a mewing sound as his head prodded at the thin
fabric between us.

Ever so slowly, he pulled my G-string down and it
was suddenly gone. I was standing in front of him, naked with only
a small triangle of hair between my legs. All I had left on was my
heels. I started to remove them, but he shook his head no. Oh, he
liked me in nothing but heels. That was a turn on.

He grabbed my hand and brought me to the swing. Oh
my, we were really going to use it. Anticipation welled up in me
and I nodded. He pulled my legs through some straps, and I coiled
my arms around the cords hanging from the ceiling. I was spread
out, exposed. The swing made me feel weightless and I started to
relax.

Now I was wondering what he was going to do with me.
Everything was so shiny and new. I was wet just thinking about the
unknown.

Parker didn’t waste any time letting me know what I
was in for. He dropped down, his knees on a pillow. His face was
even with my stomach. He roughly tweaked my nipples and I tossed my
head back. He was going to give me pleasure and I wanted it with
such a strong feeling that it almost scared me.

“Please, Parker, touch me. I need to feel you.”

He grinned. That was just what he wanted to hear. He
grabbed my ass from below and squeezed until it was painful. I
groaned. Even the pain of it brought me to the brink. He kissed the
inside of my thigh and then back down the other one, deliberately
missing the most sensitive spot.

I was trembling now, wanting to feel his tongue
slide across my nub. I wanted the sensation of it sliding up my
slit, my wetness leaving its own mark. I loved the taste of him and
could only hope I tasted as good to him.

He roughly pulled my legs apart farther than they
already were and buried his face in my apex. His licks were frantic
and the pad of his tongue was lapping up my own excitement. Every
time he flicked my clit, I cried out, tension building quickly.

My heart hammered as he continued his assault
between my legs. He didn’t use his hands, just kept me spread open
to taste. He slowed down, to a speed that was painful. Parker
tasted me, sucking my lips. I wanted to beg, plead for him to
finish me off. The pleasure was too agonizing and I wanted nothing
more than release.

Suddenly without warning he gave one rough lick and
then nipped my clit with his teeth. Pain exploded as I scream his
name. He clamped down and I thought I was going to die from it.
Then it turned to pleasure and I let go, my orgasm taking over and
spilling into his mouth. He lapped it up eagerly and I grew dizzy
from the overwhelming sensations I experienced.

He stood up, looking me, lust in his eyes. This
experience had been eye opening so far for me. I had never truly
had sex, at least not real sex. I felt like a woman, not just some
girl. Parker made me feel desirable.

There was no hesitation as he grabbed my ass and
pushed himself deep into me. He buried himself to the hilt and I
cried out once again. My vocal cords were going to be sore
tomorrow.

Just when I was about to beg again, he started to
move. He bounced me as he thrust in and out of my tight sex. I
hadn’t been with a man in so long. I especially hadn’t been with
one this well-endowed. I was being stretched and it felt both
painful and amazing at the same time.

He was rough and didn’t make any excuses for it. I
had determined that I liked it rough. “Harder and faster, oh God
Parker, I’m going to come soon!”

He picked up the pace, moving within me as if I
weighed nothing, thanks to the swing. My knuckles were white from
grasping the cords so tightly. This was nothing short of
breathtaking. Parker just pounded and pounded into my sex, over and
over again. Soon, I couldn’t take the onslaught anymore and I let
out a moan of extraordinary pleasure.