It Takes Two (Blindfold Club #0.5) (6 page)

“Yeah.” Her tone was clipped. “God, give it to me already.”

She couldn’t see the enormous grin that spread across my face. “You’re demanding all of a sudden.”

“Sorry.” She made a face beneath the blindfold like she was embarrassed.

“What? Don’t apologize.” I cupped a hand to her cheek and kissed her, lowering my body over hers. Could she feel how I was throbbing as I was pressed against her?

“Not being able to see or use my hands,” she whispered, “it makes me want it so bad.” Her tongue darted out to swipe over her full lips, wetting them. “Scott, it makes me want
you
so bad.”

And . . . I couldn’t last another second. I grabbed myself by the base, steadied my dick, and sank into her. Her body was snug around me. Her mouth rounded into a silent cry of satisfaction.

Her warmth and tight fit made me hazy. I could feel every inch of her squeezing along my length, and pleasure burned up my skin. I rocked my hips into her and our moans rang out at the same time, blurring together.

I went slow.

Painstakingly slow, so we could both enjoy the feel. I’d done a lot of hard and fast, so the deliberate pace ratcheted up the intensity. Jesus, it felt good. I was so hard, and she was so wet, it was insane.

Nina’s legs wrapped around my hips, wordlessly urging me to go faster, and eventually I gave into both her and my body’s demands. I filled my mouth with her tits and drove into her at a blistering tempo, letting her rasping breath echo in my ear.

I fucked her . . . No,
we
fucked. Even with her hands tied down, she was right there with me, matching my desire. If anything, she seemed hungrier. More desperate.

“Oh, God,” she whimpered. “Oh, oh,
oh
. . .”

Her mouth hung slack, and she arched against my chest, flattening her nipples against mine. My hands moved with a mind of their own, coursing over her naked flesh, caressing and touching. Up and down her extended arms. Over her chest, and along the length of her neck. She was so smooth and soft, and her skin was like silk.

“Yeah,” Nina moaned. “
Yes
, right there.”

I slammed into her, grinding against her clit, and then it happened. The rhythmic pulses of her walls clamped down, and she cried out, her hoarse voice bursting with ecstasy. Feeling her come on me was intense, and watching it was erotic. Her hands wrapped around the rope and the muscles in her upper body strained against the onslaught of pleasure.

Once again, warmth flooded through my chest. Heated satisfaction filled me as the orgasm rolled through Nina. Some actresses were great, but this orgasm, which I’d given her, was one hundred percent real. She shook beneath my body, whimpering as the sensations seemed to fade.

As she recovered, I slowed back to the slow, languid rhythm, savoring every moment of her coming. It was so fucking sexy. My lips planted kisses along her cheek, her mouth, down her neck, and along her collarbone.

Then, I began to move for me.

Deep, punishing strokes that she rose up to meet. Holy shit, was I going to be able to get her to come a second time? She squirmed around my cock like it was possible.

“I want to watch you come,” she whispered abruptly.

I had to freeze. Had to hold absolutely still to avoid losing it right then, that’s how hot the concept was. I tugged the blindfold off and gazed into her wide, pretty eyes as I delivered a thrust.

Then, another. And another, so deep inside her I hoped she could taste it. Heat pooled in my balls, tightening until it was unbearable. I slipped a hand under her ass and tilted her hips to meet me, and the final thrust sent me over the edge.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I said, for once not feeling pressure to stay quiet. Nina seemed to be right there with me. She latched her teeth onto her own bicep, and her eyes pinched shut for a moment as she began to come a second time. Then, her eyes blinked open and she locked her gaze onto mine.

I came harder than I ever had.

Wave after wave poured out of me, pumping into her as I exploded. It was so intense, my vision narrowed and I stopped breathing. My heart pounded as I shot into her, emptying pleasure with each surge. “Fuck, Nina.
Fuck!”

It went on forever and shook me all the way to my core, making me collapse on top of her. My hips continued to rock as the pulsing sensations slowed and faded away. In the aftermath, I was out of breath and struggled to pull myself together.

There were strands of midnight blue in her steel-colored eyes, giving her irises depth. Goddamn, they were beautiful. My lips sealed over hers and we lay wrapped together, recovering with one passionate kiss at a time. This girl was going to do a number on me, I was certain. Now it just became a question of how I kept her coming back for
more
.

Chapter Eight

I pulled open the passenger door for Nina and she got out of my truck, and then looked up at the building across the street. It was a nice night. It was warm, the sky was clear, and moonlight poured over the awning that read
Dune Nightclub.
A bouncer waited beneath, and he glanced at the IDs of the two women who strolled up to the door.

Dune wasn’t the hottest club in Chicago, not by a long shot, but it did okay. There was a steady stream of customers on the weekends and the dancefloor was almost always packed. Things had perked up considerably since it came under new ownership last year.

“How often do you work here?” Nina asked.

I linked my hand with hers and pulled her toward the front door. “Usually the nights I’m not acting.”

The guy at the door recognized me and waved us through. Inside, music thumped at a furious tempo and the bass pounded in my chest. The large, dark nightclub was crowded, and the bar was busier than normal, so I craned my neck to see if Joseph was back there. He sometimes had to help out us bartenders when we got slammed.

“You looking for your boss?” she yelled in my ear over the music.

I nodded.

As far as bosses went, Joseph was decent. He wasn’t exactly laid back, but he was fair. He worked hard, genuinely seemed to care about his employees, and was easy to get along with. I never would have guessed what he was into, had I not let it slip once to him that I did porn.

He’d had so many questions, I wondered if he’d been trying to break into the business himself. Maybe he could have, if he was packing below the belt. He was good looking enough in his face. When he’d asked to see me alone in his office after closing time, I was concerned he was going to hit on me. No one at Dune knew if he was into chicks or dudes . . . or both.

I gently snagged the elbow of Brie, a server who had a massive hard-on for our boss. She’d know where he was, guaranteed.

“Hey, you!” Brie said, smiling. “Coming in on your night off?”

“Yeah. I’m looking for Joseph.”

She glanced at Nina, down to our clasped hands, and then back to me, beaming. “Who’s this?”

I’d always been an open guy, which meant Brie and I talked freely about our relationships as we cleaned tables and stocked the bar afterhours. I’d heard all about her boyfriend who seemed unable to get his shit together, and she’d listened supportively to the Kendall-Scott shitshow.

“This is Nina,” I said. “My girlfriend.”

After the epic sex, we’d . . . hell. We’d
cuddled
for hours talking. I’d asked her to stay in my room while I made us dinner in my messy kitchen, and then we ate frozen pizza naked in my bed. She was sexy, and smart, and funny. I didn’t want the night to end.

The call came right after dinner. My friend said it was the water pump and Nina could drive the car safely to his garage, where he’d fix it in the morning.

“I like you,” Nina blurted out when we got in my truck, heading for the studio.

I could have made a joke how I already knew that, given all the sex we’d had, but I heard the nervous emotion in her words, which matched what I felt.

“Can I see you again?” She seemed to swallow hard.

Seriously? “Yeah. Yes. Fuck, yes.”

A huge smile broke on her face. “So, can I ask a favor?”

“Go for it.”

“Don’t kiss anyone else. Just me.”

I was about to put the truck in gear, and paused. “You mean, when I’m acting.”

“Yeah. Or, like, any other time.”

My heart went all out of rhythm for a moment. God, she was almost too good to be true. I’d told her how kissing was something I didn’t do unless it meant something. I’d figured after Kendall, I wouldn’t be able to have a standard relationship. Eventually, I was going to meet a girl and put myself in the awkward position of choosing between her and my acting career. Was Nina telling me I could have both?

“You’d be cool with it, though?” I asked. “With me doing all the other stuff with someone else?”

She considered it. “Would you, with me?”

Pleased disbelief flooded through me, and I nodded. “As long as you don’t kiss them, then yeah. I can handle it.”

“Okay,” she said. “Me, too.”

The memory made my lips lift into a smile, but then I refocused. “Nina, this is Brie.”

“Hi,” Nina said.

“Joseph?” I reminded Brie.

She flashed a smile, lighting up at his name. “He went to grab another case of Bud Lite from the back.”

Then, he appeared from the stockroom, a case of beer in his arms. I made my way toward him, towing Nina behind as we threaded through the crowd. Joseph set the case on the bar and one of the bartenders took it. Then, he brushed the dust off his dress shirt, turned, and peered at me. “Scott?”

“Hey, man. I know it’s busy, but I wanted you to meet someone.”

Joseph’s gaze turned to Nina. He was older than me by at least ten years, and although he was still relatively young, he looked much more like an adult, wearing a suit without a tie. His dark hair matched his dark and curious eyes, which seemed to be evaluating Nina.

I leaned over so he could hear me. “We shot a scene together this afternoon, and Nina would like to hear more about your other club.”

His surprised attention snapped to mine, and then slid back to her. I watched him drink her in. Her perfect tits, tight waist, and long legs. Even if he was gay, he could see how gorgeous she was. Joseph’s expression turned warm and he looked thrilled.

“Oh, yeah?” he said. “Come on, honey, let’s go upstairs to my office and talk.”

“Here’s the thing, though.” I shifted to stop Joseph mid-step.

“If you’re looking for a finder’s fee, of course I’ll—”

The thought hadn’t even occurred to me. I was here for her, because she wanted to know more. “No, it’s just Nina and I are together now. I need to know if she works for you there, she’ll be . . . safe.” Safe in every sense of the word.

He almost seemed offended. “Absolutely. We have precautions in place, and excellent security.” It seemed as if then he picked up on the first half of my statement. “Together how? As a couple?”

Nina nodded. He turned his skeptical expression toward me.

“We shot porn together,” I reminded.

His face skewed, displeased. “That’s not what this would be.”

It was pretty fucking close though, he had to know that. Sex with strangers for money. “So, go upstairs and you can explain it to her. We’re both okay with it.”

Joseph’s eyes clouded over and his jaw flexed. “You might not be working tonight, but you’re still my employee, and I’d appreciate you not telling me what to do.”

Whoa. I’d never seen him annoyed, but then again, I’d never flipped our boss-subordinate dynamic around, either. Was I blowing this opportunity for Nina? “Sorry, it came out wrong.” I wiped my hand over my mouth, nervous. “Joseph, she’s gorgeous and she fucks like a rockstar. She’d make you both a ton of money.”

His broad shoulders straightened as if letting the tension roll out of his body. “I can tell you’re at least right about the first part.” He focused on her, and his tone softened. “You’re a very beautiful woman.”

The club was dimly lit, but the blush that spread across her face was plain to see. “Thank you,” she said.

Joseph blinked at her surprisingly deep voice, and then his lips peeled back into a smile. “You’re welcome. How about we all go upstairs and talk?” He gestured toward the doorway that led to the stairs, then his exacting gaze settled back on me. “You can watch her audition, and then we’ll see how
okay
everyone is feeling.”

Joseph led the way, so he didn’t see her reach for my hand as we walked across the dancefloor. That tiny gesture reaffirmed she was okay, and when she smiled at me, I saw her eyes brimming with excitement.

Oh, yeah. We were going to be a helluva lot better than just okay.

We were going to have so much fun together.
 

Thank you for reading!

I hope you enjoyed this prequel to my sweet and sexy Blindfold Club series. The first four full-length books are already available on all major retailers, with the fifth book releasing in the fall of 2016. Make sure you have a fire extinguisher handy before reading!

Three Simple Rules
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Three Hard Lessons
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One More Rule
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Three Little Mistakes
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Three Dirty Secrets
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