Chapter 133: Interested Yet?
Chapter 133: Interested Yet?
Camilla
"The night is still young, darling." Domenico said as we pulled up to the entrance of their nightclub.
Glancing up at the dark sky, I feel my heart racing at the sight of where we were. Gravity even on weekdays tends to be packed with people and as Domenico and I walked hand in hand through one of the back doors, I found that tonight was no exception.
Saying hello to some of the bouncers, I casually pulled down the bottom of my dress when no one was looking, only to be met with a generous amount of more cleavage displaying. Damn Domenico and damn his no underwear request. I could feel the cool air meeting my core with every step I took, my nipples taunt but surprisingly well hidden by the material of my dress.
Under the strobe lights, I sparkled, loving the way Domenico looked at me distractingly from the fact that all it would take is a small bend for some part of me to be exposed. The content smirk on his face told me he knew it too, expecting this exact problem of mine to occur. Smug asshole.
He is lucky I like him because I am super on edge right now even though we were walking right into the pit of the most exclusive nightclub in Kumon city. Honestly, sometimes I forget how much money my men have until it is thrown right in my face.
I had expected him to bring me straight downstairs, but I jolted as he suddenly pulled me into the crowd of dancing people, moving so that his front was pressed close to my back.
"Always in such a hurry." He tuts over the loud sound of music and conversation, lifting my arms until they wrap around his neck behind my head.
My dress pulls a little at the action but not yet enough to expose me entirely.
"Let me enjoy you for a while." He said, his hands dropping to my waist and guiding our bodies together as one as we danced together.
This was a surprise I didn't expect but I cherished it all the same as l closed my eyes and leaned my head back on his shoulder, swaying my hips without a care in the world. Allowing him to take control of me, I simply felt as his hands wandered my body, never inching too high or too low. It was a perfect range that both left me desperate and satisfied all at once.
The two soon blurred into one big wave of emotion, one that left me entirely consumed by the man at my back. As I breathed in his scent, I no longer worried about the confinement of my dress or better yet my mind. He knew my boundaries so I put my trust in him, letting him direct where this night went.
For a long time, we remained like that, never once pulling off a break or removing ourselves from each other. Despite being in a room with thousands of people, things felt as though it were only the two of us here, accompanied by the fast beat of the music that matched our racing hearts.
At some point, I think I had nearly fallen into some sort of trance, both created and broken by his touch. At the feeling of a large hand brushing over my ass from between where our bodies were still pressed closely together, my eyes opened, adjusting to the plethora of lights and color.
It remained as nothing more than that for a little while but when I soon felt his rough fingertips dragging further down and up my thigh, my breathing hitched and I pressed back against him.
"What are you doing, Domenico?" I gasped, turning my head to see if anyone's watching only for his free hand to grip my chin, forcing me to look back at his heated gaze.
"What? Do the people make you nervous?" He asked in a cruel tone, false pity underlying his words.
As if to directly counter that, he slid all the way under my short dress, his two fingers quickly meeting the wet center between my folds.
"You know they do." I replied, a frantic blush forming on my face.
I knew everyone around us was in their own world and barely paying attention to us but I didn't expect for the fear of getting caught to make me so sensitive. I was suddenly extremely thankful for the music that covered my moans as his fingers sank deep inside me and curled upwards.
"So if I said I had a public scene planned for us downstairs in thirty minutes, you wouldn't be interested?" He said into my ear, his words causing my heart to race and my clit to throb at the idea.
"You what!" I yelled over the music, even though we both knew I heard him clearly.
Thoughts of having people watching me had me nervous just as much as it excited me. Was I really ready for that step though?
"I booked a room for us with you in mind, the crowd won't be as busy today and I picked you up something that I think will help with your confidence."
When his thumb then brushed against my clit, I had to tighten my arms around him as I felt my knees buckle a little. He was already on it though, dropping his hand from my chin and instead wrapping it around my waist. The support let me focus entirely on the sensation, all too aware that I was so aroused it had begun to leak onto my inner, upper thighs.
He refused to let me be embarrassed though, his mouth moved down to my neck, nipping the skin and swirling his tongue in the most intoxicating of motions. I was given no opportunity to worry as my head became consumed by everything Domenico.
"Not here," I barely managed to say, my legs clamping shut around his hand.
I know he could have continued if he wanted to, which I am sure he did, but I sagged in both relief and slight disappointment when he removed his fingers from me. Turning us, I didn't have a chance to protest before he was licking his fingers clean right in the open, silently demanding for me to watch. That in itself had my legs pressing against each other further, but I couldn't enjoy it for long before I was being guided by the waist towards the VIP doors.
I am not sure if I am ready for this yet. Just as the thought passed my mind, he leaned down before speaking.
"We don't have to do anything if you don't want to but I want to show you the room whether we stay there or not."
He always knows me and what I am thinking. Great.
"Thank you," I relaxed, no longer worried as he led me past the bouncers and into the small lobby.
There, I saw Esther who gave me a knowing smile at the fact that he was by my side and this time, I wasn't hurriedly rushing away from him. I guess a lot of things have changed since then.
"Have fun," she smiles and while Domenico simply gives a small nod in thanks, she winks at me as we pass by.
I didn't get the chance to say anything before I was being led down the side hallway and through a large set of swinging doors. I suppose I am thankful for it though, considering it takes away my chance of me overthinking things. Just the mere idea of this room has my mind turning in interest and it doesn't help my curiosity as he steps forward and unlocks the door now in front of us, pushing it open for me to see.
Stepping inside, my eyes take in the dark purple interior, brightly lit by the hidden light strips in various places. Feeling a hand press on my back, Domenico encouraged me to move further from the doorway as he could see it behind us.
"It is just like our playroom." He said into my ear, walking up and wrapping his arms around my body from behind.
It really was just a different color and much smaller in size. Along the one wall was a long wooden counter, racks of equipment mounted right above it to be used at his disposal. I spotted five items on it, each making me more and more confused in increasing order.
The first two items were a vibrator and a spreader bar, both things I am now more than familiarized with. The remaining however, had me stepping closer. Some sort of folded black material laid in a neat pile beside what looked to be a lot like a cooler you would keep drinks in. They appeared small in size but the smirk on his face showed he had been expecting this reaction.
"Interested yet?" He asked, moving from my back and turning me to face the last wall I have somehow failed to notice this entire time.
It looked normal at first glance but when he reached out and clicked a button on the small panel to our left, my eyes widened as the once black area became transparent, revealing a section of the club to us.
The entire wall turned out to be one large window, the size making it seem as though there weren't any barriers between us and the multiple groups of people engaging in varying activities throughout the club.
"This is the same kind of glass in Adriano's office." He said, his hands gathering my hair and brushing it to my back.
"No one can see or hear us right now but they could if you wanted that."
Exhibitionism is a major turn on for me but it is also one that makes me extremely nervous, so many of my insecurities rise to the surface at the consideration alone. I know Domenico senses this, planting a small kiss on my bare shoulder before stepping away from me.
"Would you like to see your gift now, darling?" He asked, walking over to the counter and running his fingertips over the black fabric I was eyeing only minutes ago.
With a racing heart, I nodded and turned away from the glass as I savored the way the sensual music of the club spread throughout my body.
"Good," he said, turning his head back to watch me with that usual calculating gaze of his.
Leaning back and curling his hands under the lip of the counter, he tilted his head in a relaxed position as excitement flared in his eyes. And then with only one word, he had me completely under his control.
"Present."
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