A handsome man wants to tie Bunny up.
She hated coming to this club, but it was the only way she knew to get her fix and keep her anonymity.
"Long time no see, Bunny," Edward said, putting down a napkin and her drink that he gussied up with an umbrella.
"Did Yvonne make you her bitch tonight?" Sela asked.
"How'd you know?" he asked, dramatically leaning on his elbows and batting his eyelashes at her.
"She's partial to nipple clamps," Sela says and couldn't help to smile at Edward who could chat it up with anyone, making them feel like his best friend.
"Here, honey," he said, offering a pack of Camel's to her. Sela took one and inhaled as Edward lit her cigarette. At least half the room was smoking and enjoying the only place in the East Bay they could get away with smoking. Hell, they were about to do a whole lot worse so why worry about some smoke.
"Is Eric here?" Sela asked, hoping to be with someone she knew and not someone she had to have a long conversation with about soft limits and hard limits. Sela wasn't hard core enough for a lot of them. A couple tried to go beyond her limits and she had to end the whole scene and leave more frustrated than before she had arrived.
"Mmmm. He hasn't been around in a while, but t heard he was having dinner with Evan and Brynn. Do you want me to ring them and see if he's coming down tonight?" Edward offered.
Sela thought for a moment. "I don't want to seem desperate. I could probably find someone else."
"Bunny, you only come here when you're desperate for a good spanking and hard fuck. Let me call them up," he said, walking away in heels and a leather corset.
"Fine," Sela mumbled, her gut clenching with anticipation and the need for release. She leaned back and glanced around the room. She didn't have to be casual about checking people out here. They were all sizing each other up, especially fresh relative newbies like her. Not that she was a newbie, she just didn't come around often.
A skinny guy about 4 inches shorter than she, wearing a t-shirt and boyfriend jeans sat next to her at the bar. She knew what he was looking for when he gave her a coquettish smile that screamed submissiveness.
"I'm not a dom," she said dismissively turning away from him and wondering where the hell Edward went to.
"You don't have to be a bitch about it," he sneered. Sela rolled her eyes. This was probably a bad idea. She should leave before she regretted her decision.
"No, you shouldn't be a bitch," she heard Eric's low voice behind her and felt his hands on her shoulders, sending a shiver down her spine. She turned around to see him mouth "leave" to the skinny guy and sitting down at his empty seat. His right hand grazed down her arm on to her thigh, coaxing another shiver. His left hand took the cigarette from her hands and crushed it out in the ash tray.
"You know how I feel about these," he said in an admonishing voice, looking at her sternly. Sela melted from the assured gaze from his watery blue eyes. Eric was beyond handsome. His light brown hair was messily slicked back from his chiseled face that donned a knee melting 5 o'clock shadow. The man oozed sex and masculinity and she was certin Eric was already beginning the scene, making Sela's heart race and the anticipation in her gut twist and turn. She met his gaze, they locked momentarily so they both could recognize agreement. She then looked down, indicating her will to submit to him.
Eric raised her chin forcing her to look at him again. He moved her hair aside and kissed the nape of her neck. His heated breath made her shiver again.
"Breathe, Sela," he said. She let out a breath. "Good girl." he kissed her mouth. "Come, Sela."
Sela gasped, realizing it was the first time he used her name. How did he know?
"Relax. Evan and Brynn told me. It's awkward having a scene with a girl named 'Bunny'. I promise not to tell," he smiled at her. He wanted her relaxed and into the scene and not on guard. He put his hands around her face, his fingers in her hair and pulled her lips to his. "Are you going to trust me Sela?"
Sela breathed out.