Club Wonderland (18 page)

Alice hadn’t moved, but he could feel her attention locked on him. He stood behind her and secured first the left, then right wrist together. Her arms were trembling from the strain of staying still, arms up.

“I thought I had to choose between helping my parents and having a personal life. I don’t have to worry about that anymore. I quit the firm today.”

“What?”

Grabbing the chain that was attached to a pulley rig high on the wall, Gael tugged the lead and secured it in place. Alice had no way of escaping him. Not now. “I’m going back to work for my parents. I’m selling my place and putting the money into the company. I’m going to be an equal partner.”

Circling around, he stopped when they were face to face. Her lips were swollen, as if she’d been biting them. A nervous habit of hers. “How did you know I was here?”

“I didn’t. I remember Chess saying you only came once a week, usually on Fridays or Saturdays. I took a chance that you’d be here.”

“Why? Why did you want to find me?”

“You were right about me and Mom. Our relationship is more than a little dysfunctional. It’s not going to be easy for her, but I think we’ll be able to work things out. I’m not going to move to Barrie. I have too many things that I love here in Toronto.”

“You finally get to be a grown-up?”

“Not too grown up. I’m discovering that I like to play.” She gave the restraints a tug. “But only with the right person, Sir.”

Gael growled before pinching both her nipples. “No one plays with you but me.”

“Of course not, Sir.” She tugged the restraints again. “As long as you
do
plan to play with me.”

“When did you get so cheeky?”

“Around the time I learned what it meant to be a toppy bottom.”

Gael spun her around so he could slap her ass and the backs of her thighs. “That might not work out the way you were expecting.”

“My new motto is don’t knock it until you’ve tried it, Sir.”

“Really?” Gael wanted to push her, stretch her out so she knew exactly what she was in for. “What if I went and got some of my friends, and told one of them to fuck you?”

Alice sucked in a breath. “I’d say I have my safeword. If I don’t like the look of him then I’d say it.”

“What if I wanted to fuck you senseless right here, right now? You wouldn’t be able to get away from me. Anyone would be able to see.”

Alice looked over her shoulder at him. “As long as it’s you, Sir. I’m starting to think I’d be willing to do anything for you.”

A few onlookers slowed as they passed, but with a few sharp glances from Gael they moved on. He didn’t want anyone touching her but him. Being here did give him an opportunity to publicly mark her, claim Alice as his and his alone. He’d finally be able to show the world that here was a woman who could match his desires, even when they scared her.

Alice White had never been a part of his plan.

Perhaps it was best to come up with a new one.

He spun her around once more so they were now chest to chest. He held her gaze as he withdrew a single condom from his pocket and held it up for her to see.

“How long have you been carrying that around, Sir?”

“For two weeks. I couldn’t find anyone who met my list of requirements.”

“And what are those?”

“Very specific set. She would have to be you.”

Alice sighed. “Sir, I hope you’re planning on using that. Right now.”

He popped the buttons to his fly and shoved his pants down as soon as he could. The condom went on smoothly, though his cock was harder than he ever remembered it being and the thin latex was stretched tight.

“Lift your legs and wrap them around my waist.” He helped her get into position, supporting her ass with his hands. “Hold on to the chain with your hands. It will help relieve the pressure.”

That was all the warning he gave before impaling her on his cock.

Alice cried out, bucking against him, trying to gain some measure of control. It was futile, and in a matter of minutes she stopped trying and let him be in charge.

“This is how I deal with a toppy bottom.” He thrust up with sharp motions. “I tie them up so they can’t move. I put clamps on their nipples until they beg me to stop.” Gael lowered his face to her nipple and sucked it hard.

Alice threw her head back. “Fuck!”

Squeezing his fingers as hard as he could into her skin, he pulled and kneaded the flesh of her ass, allowing him to penetrate her as deep as he could.

“Come for me. Hard. I want to hear you scream my name so everyone in this fucking club knows you belong to me.”

Her moans became timed with his thrusts. Her body trembled, her control slipping so obviously it was clear she couldn’t hold back any longer. He waited, hoping, his body tense until he heard the sweet sound of her surrender.

“Gael!”

With his name still echoing in his ears, the last of his control was snapped. Crying out, he slammed into her as hard as he could, using her body weight to his advantage. The orgasm didn’t fade, coming in waves until he didn’t think he’d be able to maintain his hold on her body. Finally, the pleasure was done and he pressed his face to her sweaty shoulder.

“Gael?” Her voice barely reached him, despite their proximity.

Helping her put her feet back down on the floor, he made short work freeing the restraints from the chain. It was too much effort to take those off of her, so instead he scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to one of the oversized chairs.

“Oh,” she said in a wistful way before snuggling against him.

He was going to need a few minutes before he’d be able to do anything. Sitting here with a woman he loved was a perfect end to his night. The perfect start to something else.

Gael looked up in time to see Mistress Red standing at the top of the stairs. She gave him a smirk and a little wave. That bitch had known.

“Alice?”

“Mmm?”

“Did anyone else help you tonight?”

“Maybe.” He could feel her smile. “I’ll tell you about it later.”

“You better.” Nodding towards Red, he mouthed
thank you
before cradling Alice closer to his chest.

Yes, perhaps this was the beginning of something better.

Chapter Nineteen

“Petra, did you want one burger or two?”

Alice danced her way over to the window, skipping around the cardboard box Darcy had left abandoned by the fridge after having shifted his beer to a cooler location.

“One!”

“Two!”

Darcy and Petra mock glared at each other. They were getting into the too-cute-for-words stage of their relationship.

“I can’t eat two.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you.”

It was strange seeing her normally shy friend openly flirting with the man who’d been battling her online for over a year. Petra deserved every happiness that came to her. And Darcy was exactly the man who would keep her smiling for years to come.

The sound of Alice’s front door opening pulled her attention from her friends. “Mom?”

“Don’t yell, Alice. I’m not deaf.”

She rolled her eyes. “I know. How was the drive?”

Her mother came into the kitchen and immediately gave Alice a kiss on the cheek. “Too many cars driving too fast. Including him.”

“If I went any slower the police would have pulled me over for being a traffic hazard.” Gael’s voice was cool, but Alice saw the slight crinkle at the corner of his eyes.

Two months they’d been together, and she still felt as if she’d never learn all there was to know about this man. He could still surprise her both in and out of the bedroom.

“Mom, Petra and Darcy are out back starting up the barbeque. I was just about to bring out the salads.”

“That woman.” Her mother huffed. “I don’t know how someone as charming as Darcy can put up with her.”

“Mom. You promised to behave.”

“And I will. A lady always keeps her promises.” Setting her purse on the counter, she took the bowl of potato salad and went out onto the deck. “Hello, Darcy. Petra.”

Gael chuckled. “Wears her heart on her sleeve that one.”

“Like your mother doesn’t? I swore she was going to pull out her flogger the last time I was there.”

“She had a new toy she thought you might appreciate.”

“Kinda creepy, hon. Not the conversation I want to have with your mother.”

Gael grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in tight. Sliding his hand up her back, he paused where her bra strap normally would be. “Still being a good girl, I see.”

“Yes, Sir.” Leaning in she nipped at his jawline. “Though I can be bad if that would make things more interesting.”

It had taken some trial and error after the night at Wonderland when she’d surprised him. Gael had decided to take on a partner position with his father’s company. There’d been a lot of financial struggles they’d been forced to contend with, but based on what he’d told her after their last audit, things were finally looking up. That was around the time he’d started smiling more.

Though that could be due to the obscene amounts of sex they’d been having.

“Good. Bad. It doesn’t matter.” He took her by the chin and tipped her head back. “Either way I’m spanking your ass tonight.”

She grinned. “Of course, Sir.”

“That reminds me.” He released her and took a step back. He pulled a medium-sized box from a bag he’d placed on the floor when he’d first come in. “I want you to open this.”

She wasn’t sure why, but her heart started pounding. It was too big to be a ring of any sort, and way too early for that sort of thing. Still, whatever this was, it was important to him. Carefully taking the lid off the box, Alice gasped.

“Oh wow.”

Setting perfectly on a stand was a leather and gold collar. Her name was engraved on a gold plate that would nestle perfectly in the hollow of her throat.

“This isn’t to be worn out, except for maybe our trips to Wonderland. So much has happened in the last few months, you’ve given me so much, taught me about myself, I wanted to show you how much you’ve come to mean to me.”

He reached into his pants pocket and took out a second box, smaller than the first. “This you can wear anytime.”

The chain was heavier than any of her other necklaces, as was the small padlock attached to it. Without waiting to be told, Alice turned around and lifted her hair so he could place it on her neck.

“Now anyone who looks at you will know you belong to me.” His words were hot against her ear. When she tried to turn around, he held her still. Kissing the side of her throat, Gael reached up and covered the lock with his large hand. “I love you.”

Tears filled her eyes as her emotions clogged her throat. “Love you too,” she whispered.

“Hey, we need the meat out here,” Darcy called through the window. “The natives are getting restless.”

Turning in his arms, Alice cupped the back of his head and kissed him hard. “More later.”

“Bossy.” He nipped her nose.

“Of course, Sir.”

They each grabbed a plate of food and joined their friends on the deck to enjoy good company the first evening of autumn.

* * * * *

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Petra Clark’s blog Sexcapades inspires women to embrace sexuality. What readers don’t know is that her advice isn’t based on personal experience. Despite erotic fantasies about the hot guy at her local coffee shop, social anxiety keeps Petra from connecting with real men in the real world. She’s more comfortable as PC, sparring online with her nemesis, the cocky D. Williams.

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