Dancers in the Dark (2 page)

He closed a wet mouth on her earlobe, whispering, "If we were in session Two, I could do this... and this."

Elena gasped when she felt his hands on the top of her jeans, shivering slightly as he unbuttoned and unzipped them. Her heart was racing but she let Alex pull her jeans all the way down and off her legs, moaning in a low and satisfied voice when his warm fingers slid up her bare skin.

"You can have the same, too, right?" she asked between more kisses that he was raining on her lips.

"The same what?"

Elena opened her mouth to answer but his hand had strayed between her thighs and she moaned instead, mortified when both of them found out just how wet she was.

Alex kissed her gently as if to reassure her, his hands went back to her waist and back, pushing her up to meet his hard frame as he continued dry humping her.

"The same what, Elena?" he repeated, his voice low and husky. She started to feel the ache between her legs now that she could feel his hardened cock even better without her jeans being in the way.

"Two... two clothing items."

"I can." He pressed the flat of his tongue against her hardened nipple, lazily sliding his whole body against hers. Then he took her hands and guided them toward his chest, making her unbutton his shirt. Elena stopped him when he tried to shrug off his shirt.

"Leave it," she whispered, her hands already on his pants, unbuckling his belt. "Shirt and underwear count as two, right?"

He bit back his laughter but Elena could feel it, his lean, supple body shaking slightly on top of her.

"It's against the rules, you know," he told her, his lips back to nibbling her ear as she pushed his pants off his legs.

"Will I get punished for it?"

Alex hesitated. "Yes."

"Will it be harsh?"

"Yes..."

"Will you — " Elena swallowed. She never thought she would say something like this, ever. But Alex was making her do things, wanting them, desperate for them... "Will you make it as harsh as possible?"

"I will."

He grabbed her hand and Elena gasped when Alex pushed it between his legs, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing cock.

She panted as he pushed her hand up and down his length, his grip rough and strong. He was big in her hand, so, so hard and Elena drove herself crazy at the thought of him inside her aching pussy.

She jerked a little when Alex pulled her panties down, moaning as his hand slid between her legs, one finger readily pumping into her sopping cunt. Her hand went up and down him faster as Alex pushed another finger in, doing her quick and hard. Elena found herself spreading wide, her embarrassment drowned by the need to take everything that Alex could give her.

She moaned piteously when he abruptly stopped, especially when he took her hand away from his rock hard member.

"Alex...?"

He pushed himself into her, huge prick sliding into slick, wet cunt as Elena lay on the bed, spread wide and willing. Alex waited a little once he was all the way in, seemingly relishing the feel of her quivering walls as she moaned under him, so close to begging for him to start fucking her.

And then he finally started to move and it was like nothing Elena had ever experienced before. Every inch was electrifying, every move made her wetter than ever. He was harsh and rough, his hands were continuously all over her, groping and indulging themselves. And much to Elena's mortification, she was letting him do all that, enjoying every second. She pushed more and more of her breasts into his hands and mouth, spreading wide for his cock to ram deeper into her, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts as hard and as greedy as he was.

Her cunt started to tremble as she eagerly pushed herself up to meet his fucking, and Elena kept on moving her hips; in the dark she thought nobody would know, nobody would see just how wanton she had reduced herself into...

When she came, she hung on to Alex tightly causing him to fall on top of her as she squeezed him, his chest, his waist and his cock. Eventually Elena went limp and she realized Alex was still moving, his breath hot and harsh on her face, his length pushing in and in and in...

It felt good and overwhelming at the same time, Elena couldn't do anything when he maneuvered her on to her knees and elbows, his hands spreading her thighs as he pushed into her from behind.

Her legs were still weak and shaky from orgasm and Elena found herself sliding off her knees, and Alex pulling her back toward his crotch, sending delicious friction inside her. She buried her head on her arms and let him lift her ass high, his thick cock pumping mindlessly into her wet, wet pussy.

Then she felt his chest hot and heavy on her back, realizing that his fucking had grown erratic and even rougher than before. Elena moaned as warm hands squeezed her swaying tits, big prick impaling her mercilessly. His breaths were uneven and loud in her ear, she could feel him practically rutting against her and it mortified her that the very thought made her leak like hell. Her walls started to quiver and she couldn't stop herself, begging Alex to move harder.

Then Alex slid slightly on the mattress, his fucking hitting her differently and she came abruptly, her juice drenching him just a split second before he twitched inside her and Alex hurriedly pulled out. Elena slumped on to the bed, barely caring that his cum was spraying her naked back.

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“WERE WE supposed to do that?”

“No.”

“If I kiss you now, is it against the rules?”

“Yes,” he said, his mouth opening eagerly for her.

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ARE YOU lonely in this fast paced world where everyone seems to be connected and yet not there? Deep within your city is a club for people like you, who seek companionship, real life touch and maybe more...

Elena heard about The Dancers in the Dark in passing, intrigued but way too timid to find out. One account of it being a wild place for orgies sent her running immediately, another telling her of a discreet encounter with a willing, passionate partner piqued her interest all over again.

Online, their subtle advertisements and website promoted the place as a harmless cuddle club, where strangers cosied up with one another, just for the pleasure of warm bodies and gentle touch.

When she finally arranged a meeting with the owner and manager of the place, Brandon told her about the strict anonymity, the rules that ensured everybody get what they were coming for. “Some people strictly want a cuddle. A 10 minute rule will prevent those who want more from perhaps trying to change their partners’ mind.”

Elena wanted to ask,
What if their partner is changing their mind and wants more? And what about those who come looking for more?
but she found herself unable to do so in front of Brandon, who was confident and just seemed to know what he wanted, what she wanted, what she was thinking of...

Perhaps he did know and Elena was then relegated to Jess, who took to her immediately. Before long, the younger woman was telling Elena what to do if she wanted more.

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“You want session two, and maybe session three.” She laughed at Elena’s expression. “Yeah, we’re naughty like that. Officially we’re only here to cuddle but that is just session One. If you like your partner or he is able to... ahem, convince you, you can get into a private room and he can follow you.

“People sometimes take 2 or 3 times coming over before they dare go into session Two with someone they have been cuddling with. We give them another 20 minutes or so to test things out. Some clothes must stay put and no genitals.”

Jess laughed again at Elena’s blush. “Sorry for being pretty forward but we must spell it out. That is the word we have in the manual, too.”

Elena couldn’t help but smiled. “It’s fine. I guess I am pretty vanilla.”

“Really now.” She gave Elena a teasing look and told her, “It’s just my experience but people who say so usually turn out the complete opposite.”

“Don’t tease me,” Elena swatted the other girl’s hand lightly. “Tell me about the next session then.”

Jess grinned. “See? All right, all right, don’t hit me. Well, if your partner is very good at convincing you... or never mind, you do want to slurp him all up, you can go into an adjacent room immediately after session Two is concluded. We turn up the lighting slowly to let you guys know, by the way.

“There is always an adjacent room for session Three. You come in first, the door will automatically lock on your side — just in case things did not turn out as well as you hope for. There is another door that lead to another hallway should you not feel like staying.

“But like I said, if you just want to slurp up your partner and ride him into the sunset, just unlock when you’re ready and he, or they,” Jess winked, “will see a discreet green light and can follow you into the other room.

“All bets are off in session Three. You can do whatever you want, no more rules, no more clothes.”

Elena felt stupid that she blushed when Jess said that. The younger girl grinned and teased her again, “Or you can leave some on, if that’s how you like it.”

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Elena had then agreed to become a member and signed up for an introductory coaching, where she was partnered with Alex, the staff member by whom she had been most intimidated. He had been pleasant if a bit quiet and Elena later admitted to herself that the intimidation came from a powerful attraction she had been unwilling to recognize.

It was laughable to try and deny the attraction anyway, not after what she had let him do during her intro coaching, the things she had never dreamed of letting a man she barely knew do to her...

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THE SLIGHT pause that Alex had was enough to make her blush. Elena cast her eyes down, pretending to smooth her skirt. Christ, it was short, she thought as she tried keeping her legs close only to realize there was so much on display.

Reading her slight discomfort, Alex quickly smiled and gave her the standard greeting. Elena watched, fascinated at the mask of professionalism that he put on with such ease.

"And how are you this evening?"

"Quite well," Elena cleared her throat discreetly. "Thank you. You?"

She was instantly embarrassed even though she was not sure why. Alex took it in his stride. "I am well, too. It's been a good day."

He smiled and for some reason, Elena felt another blush creeping up her cheeks.

Alex turned to his tablet and gave a few taps. "The usual, I suppose?"

"Ah, yes." She added, "And an option for session Two, please."

She saw him hesitating, just for a split second, and that he kept his cool long enough not to raise his head and look at her. Instead, he continued tapping and said, "An option for session Two. Done."

"Thanks."

"Shall I take your things now?"

"Ah yes, please."

Elena handed him her purse and was about to shrug off her coat when he stepped out from behind his reception area and helped her.

She caught a whiff of pleasant scent and wondered what it was, aftershave or cologne. He was gentle and he barely touched her; Elena thought she was only imagining that he moved just a little too slowly.

He stepped back behind the counter and smiled at her. "Jess will take you inside. I hope you enjoy your evening."

Elena knew if she had been a different kind of person she would throw him a smile and said she definitely would but of course, she was just Elena and she dropped her gaze and said, "Thank you."

Jess took her by the arm quickly and warmly told Elena that she looked good tonight. Elena thanked her and returned the compliment. It could be automatic but she did think the other girl looked good, especially because of her big smile and her extraordinary skill of putting Elena at ease.

She supposed people who worked at this... establishment needed such skills. She definitely needed someone to put her at ease — in spades — when she first turned up.

"A bit nervous, aren't you?"

Elena nodded. "A little bit."

"Ah. There's a rendezvous tonight, I take it."

Yet another blush crept up her cheeks. "Something like that."

"Hmmm." She could see Jess throwing her a naughty look. "That dark haired tall guy, isn't it? The one with blue, blue eyes?"

Elena didn't answer even though she couldn't hide her smile.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Jess said, seemingly pleased with herself. "Guy just couldn't take his eyes or hands off you."

"Aren't you suppose to not watch?"

"I wasn't watching. That rover, you know, the one on Mars, even that robot could've seen you two," Jess told her, her eyes widened for effect.

"You're exaggerating."

"Nope, never. I always say it like it is."

Elena laughed and tried to elbowed her. They had arrived at the lounge and she realized Jess was actually doing her job, as she no longer felt as nervous as she had back at the reception area... she was reminded again of how Alex had looked at her and she shook her head.

"Can I get something to drink?"

"Sure," Jess replied, stirring her toward the bar. "I was just about to ask. The usual?"

"Yes, please."

"Go ahead and find a seat. I'll bring your drink for you."

Elena drew a breath and cast her eyes around the dimly lit room. She tried twice but couldn't find Adam. Then again he had said he might be late so Elena was not concerned. There were about twenty people lounging around, the men outnumbering the women just a little. She recognized some of them, those who had introduced themselves to her.

Her heart skipped a beat when she caught sight of a certain dark haired man. It was the Asian guy who she had only seen once before. She had been late at that Dancers’ Mixer and he was heading out by the time she settled in. Elena remembered with a slight blush how she could not take her eyes off his long limbs, those dark, dark eyes and the quiet unfathomable look in them...

She blamed the drinks Jess had been plying her with (only one, actually, but Elena still blamed Jess) when her thoughts immediately went to a darkened room and naked limbs entangled in a slow, lengthy dance... all that from one lingering look from the young man.

Those eyes caught hers now, giving her yet another of that thrilling, lingering look. Elena stepped down to the lowered platform where the vast open couches were, quelling the strange, urgent need to lie down and put herself on display, wanting those dark eyes to feast on her every curve.

She had had some trepidations when she finally decided on her outfit for the night. She had promised Adam she would wear a skirt and in a fit of boldness had chosen one gifted to her a year ago; tight, short and being of the softest wool, leaving very little to the imagination as far as her hips and ass were concerned.

Adam had hinted for an easier access top and Elena actually went out and buy a new top, just so she could have a sweater that was... ah, easy and yet still hugging her generous breasts. She had surprised herself when she looked in the mirror before going down to meet her cab. She, Elena, would never wear something like
this
. But then again, Elena, the Elena she had in mind wouldn’t have done what she and Alex had done a week ago...

The thought of the cab driver waiting below and the fear that she might change her mind and chuck the whole plan altogether had made Elena quickly turned away from the mirror and she hurried down after grabbing her purse and coat.

Jess sauntered discreetly to hand Elena her drink, adopting a more professional manner and declining to talk, as she gave Elena a subtle nod toward her right side. Elena shifted and quickly hoped her blush was not noticeable when her eyes met those of the Asian guy she had been thinking of.

Up close he was almost devastating in his good looks. Elena wondered vaguely why someone like him felt the need to be here. Then she remembered what Jess told her, that there were just all manners of people in The Club, with different motivations, aims, and of course, kinks. Maybe he looked for quick anonymous encounters and nothing else. Elena thought she would say yes to anything he asked, quick or slow, hard or gentle, fast and furious...

She bit her lip and prayed to God none of what she was thinking reflected on her face. She tried a smile and took the hand he offered.

“Hello. I’ve been meaning to introduce myself to you.”

His voice had a pleasant tenor to it and, being closer, Elena thought he looked Japanese. He told her his name and she said to herself, Well what do you know, good guess.

“How do I call you?” She remember vaguely that it was common to address Japanese people with their last name, until you were deemed a close friend, or something like that. It had surprised her actually when he gave her his complete name because The Club discouraged such practice; Elena supposed he probably was having difficulties remembering or understanding all the rules.

“Hiroyuki will be fine.” He smiled and gestured toward the space beside her, a thick dark eyebrow raised in a question.

Blushing slightly, Elena nodded and watched as he lowered himself to the low couch, long limbs moving gracefully until he was stretched right next to her. Right on cue, the lights dimmed and all around her, Elena could hear people cosying up to one another. Hiroyuki, too, sidled up closer behind her, one hand gently placed on her shoulder.

When she didn’t protest, he squeezed it slowly, speaking in a low voice. “Can I move closer?”

Elena only nodded. His arms surprised her with their strength, she definitely did not anticipate being easily lifted and fitted into his embrace.

“Ah. Hiroyuki....” she hesitated. “I should probably tell you...”

“Yes?” he prompted, his voice gentle and Elena could feel the warmth that was his breath on her ear.

“I promised to meet someone here tonight.”

He was silent for a while. “Another member?”

“Yes.”

He didn’t speak for some time.

“Do you want me to go?”

“No... I mean, you don’t have to,” Elena quickly added. She was not that sure herself how to go about this unexpected turn of event. But he felt so nice all cuddled up on her back and his hands... Elena bit back a moan. She did not want him to stop touching her.

His hands were warm; long fingers gentle and sensuous, slowly sliding up her bare thigh, pressing indulgently over the swell of her hips. She could feel his breaths on her neck, her eyes closed when his cheek pressed against her own, moving slowly to caress her, almost like a cat.

Elena felt the bed of the couch moved and opened her eyes to see Adam in front of her, his head cosying up to her shoulder as he stretched his legs.

He smiled and took her hand, pressing a quick kiss of hello. “Who’s your friend?”

“Ah. Adam, this is Hiroyuki,” Elena told him. “Hiroyuki, this is Adam.”

She could see Adam gave a nod to the other man. Then his eyes were back to her, a glint of mischief flashing under the low lighting. “I see we’re going to compete for your attention tonight.”

Elena shivered, twisting slightly when Hiroyuki’s hand caressed her neck. “Or maybe we could both entertain her.” He sidled closer and Elena was again treated to the feel of his strong chest on her back.

“Mmm,” Adam pressed closer to her as well and Elena felt her heart beat picked up pace. “What do you say, Elena?”

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