Tripping Nitro (Charon MC, #6) Page 8

  “I hope you’re not suggesting I should back off for some other man to step in and take care of my girl?”

  I was trying my best to not curse up a storm but I was getting close to completely losing my shit at this woman.

  “Oh, of course not! I’m implying that you be that Dom for her. If you want, I’d be happy to give you some pointers. We also have training sessions each week on a Sunday afternoon.” She put down the clipboard she’d been carrying on the table in front of her. “I really think it’s something Cin could benefit from. I don’t know you well enough yet to say, but from what I know about bikers in general, I think you’ll find your place here quite easily too. Please fill out this form at some point tonight, and feel free to watch any of the scenes you’d like to, but I ask that you watch from here in the bar area this evening. If you like what you see and want to have a go, I’ll arrange to set something up for you at training this Sunday.”

  “Thanks. I think. Can I sit at the bar and do this?”

  With a chuckle she gave a nod before she stood and moved away. Standing myself, I snatched up the clipboard and headed over to where Cin was finishing off getting set up. It wasn’t until I got closer that I could see well enough to notice what she was wearing. I leaned over the bar to get a better look at her lower half.

  “Fuck, Cin.”

  She paused and glanced over her shoulder at me with a smirk.

  “What? Don’t you like it?”

  My girl wasn’t dressed like a pin-up tonight. Nope. She was still wearing a pair of her sexy as fuck stockings with a garter belt, but now they were teamed up with a skin-tight black skirt that was so short, it revealed the lacy tops of those stockings. Her shirt was made of a fine mesh that showed her black bra beneath, over the top of the shirt she wore a harness type thing that had straps going all different directions in a way that made her tits stand out like they were spot lit.

  “I like it just fine, I’m just not sure about how many men I’m gonna have to kill by the end of the night for drooling over what’s mine.”

  “And women.”

  That had my head jerking up. After the info dump Natalie just unloaded, I wasn’t sure I could handle too much sass from Cin on top of it. “What the fuck do you mean?”

  She laughed and set a beer down in front of me.

  “Didn’t Mistress Natalie tell you? Everyone is welcome here, babe. Gay, straight, bi, trans... so it’s not just the men who’ll be drooling. But don’t worry too much. While anyone can look, they all know better than to even attempt to touch me. Mistress Natalie runs a tight ship—she doesn’t tolerate any bullshit, and won’t stand for anyone trying to get rough with her staff. She’s an awesome boss.”

  I didn’t respond as I recalled what Cin and Natalie had said out in the entrance, about Natalie training Cin. I took a large mouthful of beer as I tried to push aside the image of the two women together. I knew it hadn’t happened, but damn, every man on the planet had at least a few girl-on-girl fantasies. And I just got a new one.

  Cindy

  I tried not to laugh as Nitro drained his beer in a couple of swallows. Poor man really hadn’t known anything about the lifestyle. I wasn’t sure how that could be. I’d been certain since those Fifty Shades movies had come out, everyone knew at least a little, but apparently not MC members. Grabbing the stamp, I leaned over and pressed it against the back of his hand twice before I set his next drink down. Marking another drink down against my account.

  “I know you’re not scening tonight, but I always follow the rules.”

  He tapped the tip of the pen against the form as a smirk grew across his face.

  “Is that right? And what would happen if you broke the rules?”

  Was he screwing around or serious? I chewed on my lower lip as I tried to work out how to respond.

  “Would Mistress Natalie spank you for it?”

  I rolled my eyes. Yep, he was screwing around.

  “I bet you’d just love to watch me strapped down to a spanking bench with Mistress Natalie spanking my bare ass while you watched. Pervert.”

  “Oh, now there’s a scene I could get behind. Literally. And of course he is, you need a good pervert, pet.”

  My cheeks flared hot with embarrassment as Natalie came up beside me and gave me a little hip check before she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and marked it against her account.

  “Nitro, you let me know if you want me to act that one out for you. I’d be happy to oblige. Added bonus for me would be that I’d be the envy of every Dom here for being the first to leave my mark on the most unattainable sub we’ve ever had here.”

  With a wink, she sauntered off and I let silence fill the space for a minute before I worked up the nerve to glance at his face. His focus was solely on me and I could clearly see the lust in his gaze.

  “I’m thinking I might like this place, Cin, but I’ll be the first one to leave a mark on you. Not her.”

  Pulling my own bottle of water out, I took a large gulp as I watched Nitro get busy filling out the form that would make him a member.

  What the fuck had just happened? I mean I’d hoped Nitro would react favorably to Titanium, but this was beyond that. And was he seriously implying he’d let me scene with Natalie? I wasn’t sure how I felt about that one. I wasn’t bi, I’d never been sexually attracted to a woman in my life, but the thought of Nitro watching me bottom for Natalie before he took me back to a privacy room definitely had my interest piqued.

  I took another deep drink of water and tried to clear my thoughts as the first few people started coming into the club. It was time to work, and fight off gossip. I knew me having a man with me would be big news and would spread like wildfire. Over the twelve years I’d been working here, I’d had many a Dom try to woo me out from behind the bar. It helped that Natalie had publicly made me off limits a long time ago, but it didn’t change the way people spoke about me. Apparently it was strange that I had stayed single for so long.

  The chances of my stalker getting access inside Titanium were slim, I knew that. It was why I’d initially loved working here so much. I didn’t have to watch over my shoulder the entire time. Then I made friends with so many of the regulars and I loved working here even more. Didn’t hurt that Natalie let me eat for free on the nights or days I worked. She had a chef on staff so people could order meals before or after they played, which a lot of people took advantage of. But none of that changed the fact that if I had decided to risk it and start playing with a Dom, at some point they would have wanted to meet outside the club and that I couldn’t have ever risked. Well, and if I’m going to be honest with myself, nor could any of the men here compete with the memory of Johnny. I mean Nitro. I was grateful he didn’t seem to mind me calling him Johnny when it was just the two of us, but I was trying really hard to remember to call him Nitro when we were out.

  There might have been only a handful of people in the bar area when Natalie came over to take Nitro’s completed form, but every one of them watched the interaction. A new member always got attention, but as soon as they realized he was here with me, things would really heat up for us both.

  Trew, an unattached subbie, came up to the other end of the bar and I steeled myself for the first round of questions. Trew was a sweetheart, but one of the worst gossips Titanium had.

  “Hey, Trew, what can I get you?”

  “Details about our newest acquisition. He has that Dom feel to him. What’s his name? Does he have a sub? Is he gay, straight or bi?”

  I laughed. I couldn’t help it. Trew threw out questions so fast, there was no way I could have answered any of them. And since he was bi, and adored big, strong, alpha male Doms, I’d known Nitro would have his attention the moment Trew saw him.

  “Slow your roll. His name is Nitro, and sorry to disappoint you but he’s straight.”

  He frowned at me. “Are you sure? Because—”

  I held up my palm to stop him. “I’m quite sure, because he’s with
me.”

  For at least a full minute, Trew stood there blinking at me like I’d set off a bomb or something.

  “Get. Out. You found yourself a Dom? A hunky one at that. At last!”

  He held his palm up high so I gave in and gave him a high-five.

  “Well, he’s not technically a Dom, at least not yet. Although, it looks like he’s keen on learning.”

  That had Trew’s eyes gleaming. “You found yourself a vanilla boy to corrupt? Such fun. So, are you the top, bottom or are you going to switch it up?” He dramatically wriggled his eyebrows. “You know, none of us have ever been able to work it out for sure. Most think you’re a subbie.”

  The very thought of trying to top Nitro had me laughing so hard my eyes teared up.

  “Oh, honey, there is no way that man would take to me trying to top him. Although, it might be fun to try on occasion. He’s always been one-hundred-percent alpha male, that one.”

  “That sounds like you’ve got some history. Is he the reason you’ve been the club’s resident spinster all these years?”

  I rolled my eyes as Simoni slipped in next to Trew and joined the conversation. Clearly her Dom, Dilan, had given her permission to come and get the news.

  “You two are terrible, you know? Yes, there’s history. We dated back in high school, then we ran into each other in Austin after the last derby match we went to over there.”

  Simoni’s expression lit up. “Oh, I want to know what happened that you lost contact for so long. Please tell us!”

  I pulled out two bottles of water. “Not right now, guys. I gotta get working. Water, or something stronger tonight?”

  Both their expressions dropped like I’d just offered them sour milk to drink but they accepted their water bottles and headed off from the bar, letting me serve others, and repeat the information about Nitro. I had a feeling I was going get tired of saying the same thing over and over. Maybe I should have made a sign to hang around my neck, explaining things.

  Chapter 8

  Nitro

  My evening at Titanium had been eye opening to say the least. The scenes I saw, even from a distance, were intense. Floggings, whippings, bondage, role playing... that place had it all going on. The first time I saw, and heard, the crack of a whip I tensed, worried for the woman being whipped, but Natalie had been close by and obviously watching for my reaction. She took me closer to the scene so I could see the girl’s face and hear her Dom check with her if she was okay. Her breathy voice as she said she was green, had me relaxing. Natalie had sat with me again later and explained how there was not only a safeword that would stop everything—red—but two more. Yellow meant the scene would get paused and reassessed before continuing, and green meant go, that everything was fine.

  I was extremely grateful for all the time Natalie spent with me explaining various things, and introducing me to a few of the Doms. I could easily see myself being friends with a number of them. Most I’d spoken to weren’t all that different than my Charon brothers. They liked to be in control and to take care of those they loved. They also liked to play some games in the bedroom, and out of it. I was glad Cin had found this place, and the people within it. Everyone I talked to spoke highly of Cin and many mentioned they’d been worried about her over the years as she never came out from behind the bar to play or live a little. I hated my girl had spent so many years alone, but I was also grateful that it meant she was single now so I could make her mine again. And I vowed that she would never find herself alone again.

  With a sigh, I glanced over at the clock on her bedside table. I needed to get moving. After we left the club, we’d come back to her place and we’d both been so damn horny, we’d barely made it inside her room before I had her naked and pressed up against the wall. But now it was morning, and I had to head back to Bridgewater for the day. I couldn’t miss church, and I needed to catch up on some paperwork and ordering for Styxx. The others could keep it going without me, but ordering stock and finalizing the payroll so Arrow, the club’s treasurer, could pay everyone, still fell to me.

  Cin looked so fucking sweet as she slept. I hated to have to wake her, especially when it wasn’t to take her again. But I needed to head out and had already left it about as late as I could. Lifting my hand, I gently rubbed the backs of my knuckles over her cheek.

  “Hey, babe, wake up.”

  With a moan she rubbed her cheek against my hand, but didn’t open her eyes. I chuckled and leaned in to press a kiss to her lips, not stopping until she’d opened up beneath me and started kissing me back. I pulled back from her lips and she wriggled over closer to me, trying to get more attention.

  “Needy little thing, aren’t you?” I stroked the hair out of her face. “I wish I could stay, I really do, but I gotta head out today. I need to go take care of some stuff back home.”

  That had her opening her eyes and blinking up at me, shock clear in her gaze. I frowned down at her, and locked my arm around her to prevent her from getting away from me when she started to shuffle back.

  “What the fuck, Cin? I have to go for one day and you’re kicking me to the curb?”

  “You made it sound like you were done with me.”

  I thought back over what I’d said, but couldn’t figure out how the fuck I’d given her that impression.

  “Babe, let’s get this straight right now. I ain’t ever gonna be done with you. I just need to head back to Bridgewater for the day. We have church and I have to deal with paperwork and ordering supplies for Styxx, the club’s bar. Hopefully I’ll be back here with you by tonight.”

  She ran a hand over my chest, her fingers sifting through the hair there for a moment before she spoke.

  “You want to come to Titanium with me again tonight?”

  “Sure, I enjoyed last night. I know I’ll be hanging out at the bar again, but that’s okay. It’ll give me a chance to chat to some of the Doms again.”

  She smiled up at me. “Can’t tell you how happy it makes me that you’re being so accepting. I might not have scened yet, but after spending so many years being surrounded by it, it’s something I’ve always wanted to try.”

  With a smile, I leaned in and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I picked up on that, babe. And honestly, I really like the few I met last night. The remind me of my club brothers in a lot of ways. I can see myself fitting in easily there—with you by my side, of course.”

  She chuckled. “You mean with me at your feet.”

  “That’s going to take some getting used to. Not sure I like the idea of you on your knees.” She cut me off with a loud bark of laughter, and I joined her when I realized what I’d said. “Not like that, babe. I’ll always like you on your knees if you’ve got my dick in your mouth.”

  “I knew what you meant, but I couldn’t help but laugh. So, how soon do you need to get going?”

  As she spoke her hand crept down and wrapped around my erection, making me groan as she stroked me. I glanced at the clock and figured, what the fuck, I was already going to be late, I might as well enjoy it and make the lecture I’d get worth it.

  “Join me in the shower, babe.”

  The grin that spread over her face, and the way her eyes lit with mischief was a look I’d never tire of seeing. She released her hold on me as I rolled over, then after I stood, I turned back, scooping her off the mattress before tossing her gently over my shoulder, and giving her ass a slap once she was settled, earning me a squeal.

  “Yeah, I think I really like this whole Dom caveman thing.”

  She laughed as I strode toward her bathroom. I flipped the tap on before I let her slide down my front until her feet were on the floor. She turned to face the water, and I let her deal with adjusting the flow as I ran my palms over her curves. With a moan, she arched her back before taking a step under the water. I followed her but before I could grab her again, she’d turned to face me, gripped my hips in her palms and started lowering herself down to her knees.

  My cock jerked, hard,
at the sight of her like that.

  “Okay, yeah, I fucking love how you look on your knees, babe. Especially when you’ve got your mouth full. Open up, Cin.”

  She dutifully opened her mouth and after wrapping my fist around my cock, I lined the tip up with her lips and slipped just the head inside.

  “Run your tongue over me, oh yeah, fuck. Just. Like. That.”

  Her tongue was warm and soft as it stroked over the head of my dick. She lapped at the slit, humming as she got a taste of my pre cum.

  “Take the rest of me in, babe. Breathe through your nose and take as much as you can.”

  She leaned in and took half my length before she pulled back, licking the tip before she had another go at swallowing me. Fuck, I’d never seen anything as sexy as my girl on her knees, water dripping from her hair a she did her best to take my entire length. On the fourth pass, she got nearly all the way there, but I could tell she was struggling and since we didn’t have a heap of time, I pulled free and pulled her up to her feet.

  Before she could say a word I took her mouth and kissed the hell out of her. Without breaking the kiss, I lifted one of her legs over my hip and thrust deep inside her. She moaned into my mouth as her nails dug into my shoulders. Her tight, hot channel clenched against my cock when I broke the kiss and tweaked her nipples. With her back pressed up against the tile, and the water pounding against my spine, I let loose and fucked her hard and fast, holding her gaze with mine the entire time.

  It didn’t take long for my balls to tighten up, not after watching her on her fucking knees earlier. I slipped my hand between us, rubbing my thumb over her clit until she was trembling with the need to come. But she held it off, dragging the moment out, and I felt my control slipping.

  “C’mon, babe. Let it go and take me with you.”

  No way was I coming before she did. Thankfully, my words seem to be what she needed, and calling out my name, she bucked against me as her pussy gripped my cock, holding me in as I started to come. Filling her up.