Page 5 of Crave Me
Chapter Two
Simon
Six Months Later—October
After a quick scan around the large meeting room at Luminous, the private kink club where I was a member, I sauntered to the bar intent on getting a drink. On the way, I ignored the interested looks from unattached submissives and gave quick chin lifts to other Doms.
I’d been a member at Luminous for the last three years. After Cassie, I wasn’t willing to risk getting burned again by introducing the kind of sex life I wanted to just any woman. The threat of being charged with sexual assault after I’d spanked Cassie and scared the shit out of her was enough to send me running to the club. Never mind the fact we’d talked about everything we were going to do beforehand. I’d tried to make sure it was something she was willing to try. We’d had conversations, many of them, when I cautiously broached where my interests were heading during sex. She’d seemed like a completely willing participant until the second spank had seared her backside. Instead of stopping our experiment, something I totally thought she was up for based on previous conversations, she’d ended our relationship with the threat of sexual assault charges if I ever came near her again.
At Luminous, I enjoyed the sex life I craved while searching for the kind of woman I wanted. Unfortunately, none of the subs I’d been with in private or outside the club walls, left any lingering desire to get to know them further once the sexual escapades were done and my heart rate returned to normal.
Until six months ago.
Enough.If I lingered too long on Chloe and the night at the museum, I could still taste her on my tongue, smell the cinnamon on her breath, and feel the silkiness of her hair between my fingers.
She’d messed with my head and I was still pissed at her for throwing herself at me and for that one small kiss I still couldn’t forget.
The bartender, Marissa, nodded as I grabbed her attention. She instantly went to work making my standard drink. It wasn’t just the benefit of being a regular at a private, membership-only club. I’d had her ass, currently clad in a tight and short leather skirt, in my hands on more than one occasion. Like me, Marissa was searching for something more than one night. We’d long since realized we weren’t a match outside the bedroom, but occasionally we found ourselves tangled up in sheets, generally while she was tied up.
She slid a vodka tonic in front of me.
“You’re looking particularly attractive tonight, sir,” she said, and winked. Her offer was clear and for a moment, I considered taking her to a room when her shift was over so I could paddle her. She loved it just as much as I did, and always chose the wooden paddle over a gentler flogger.
But I wasn’t in the mood for her, not tonight, hadn’t been for six months. Her short, dark hair and amber-colored eyes were a complete contrast to the look of a woman I couldn’t forget regardless of how hard I tried.
“Thanks, Marissa.”
She took the brush off as I intended her to before turning to help another customer. I took a sip of my drink and set it down on the bar right as a hand slapped me on the shoulder.
“Hey Simon, how’s the hockey season going?”
I turned and grinned at Jensen Rhodes. He had left the club for over two years before he returned earlier this year. Now he had a beautiful brunette on his arm at all times. And in addition to her normal beauty, tonight she was extra sparkly.
He’d collared her. Something like jealousy spiked in my veins as my gaze drifted from Jensen to his sub, Haley. She was sweet and kind, had only been a sub to Jensen, and was the main reason he’d returned to Luminous after his last relationship with a sub had gone glaringly wrong. Now, several months after being together, I’d never seen the man happier.
“Starts next week.” I said hello to Haley and focused my attention on Jensen. He was an asshole lawyer, arrogant and one of the richest men in Grand Rapids. He was also a good friend. “Tryouts went well, though, and I think we have a shot at State this year.”
On top of being a high school teacher, I was also the Varsity Hockey Coach. The love of hockey had run through my veins since I was barely old enough to stand, much less skate, and it was only one more reason I had to be circumspect with who I chose to play with. No way was I risking a woman misunderstanding my desires like Cassie had and finding myself on the front pages of the Grand Rapids Press for sexual assault.
It’d kill my career. No one wanted a sexual pervert teaching their kids hockey, even if everything I did was consensual. Dirty, kinky, and rough, but always consensual.
“You’ll get there, you barely missed it last year,” Jensen said.
“Yeah, let’s hope. We’ve got the talent. I just need to rein in their determination and focus a bit.” I nodded toward Haley who was standing next to him, gesturing toward her collar with the tip of my glass. “I see you have your own celebrating to do tonight, though.”
His grin went wicked. “You bet we do.”
“Congratulations man.” I knocked my glass against his and we both took a drink. “Happy for you.”
“Thanks, long time coming, I think. And speaking of...” He turned toward Haley and gained her attention. “Ready?”
She dipped her chin. “Yes, sir.”
Desire flared in my gut. Not for Haley, but forthat. Her instant submission was a thing of beauty.
Jensen’s jaw went tight and his shoulders pulled back.
“Ready for what?”
