Club de Fleurs: Jenna (Siren Publishing Classic) Read online

  The next week went pretty quick. Kyle tried to call a couple of times, but Jenna ignored his calls. She just couldn’t deal with him. Then on Thursday, a knock came at her door. Not expecting anyone, she looked out the window and saw Kyle. Opening the door, she looked at him and said, “What do you want? I dropped all your things off at the club.”

  “I know, thank you. You aren’t answering my calls and I wanted to make sure you are okay. Can I come in?”

  “Well, you see I’m fine. Now leave. We have nothing left to say to each other. You said it all the night you left.”

  “Please let me come in and talk. I just want to see how you are doing and talk.”

  “No!” she yelled and tried to slam the door, but his foot was in it and he wouldn’t leave. “Kyle, I really don’t see any point in this. You wanted to move on, why drag something out that you don’t want? Unless you want to talk about getting back together, I really don’t see what we have to talk about.”

  “Jenna, just let me in to talk. I miss you and dammit, I’m coming in!” Pushing his way through the door, he slammed and locked it behind him.

  Jenna backed up and crossed her arms over her chest protectively. She had never seen Kyle like this and was a little scared. “What do you want, Kyle?”

  “Oh fuck, Jenna, I just wanted to see you. I saw you with Evan at the club and you wouldn’t answer my calls and—”

  “What I do and who I see really aren’t any of your business anymore. You decided that you needed to slow down and wanted some space. I was happy with the way things were going. You got what you wanted. I can’t help it if you’re not happy with it!”

  “You’re right, I did say I wanted to slow down and that I thought things were going too fast. I moved back to the club to get some space. But that doesn’t mean that I still don’t want to be friends. I still want to see you and do things with you. I miss you and spending time with you.”

  “Kyle, I tried to give you what you wanted. You wanted to back off, I backed off. You wanted space, I gave you space. You can’t have it both ways. I’m not a ‘friends with benefits’ kind of girl. I need more than that. I can’t play with you at the club then just walk away. I need more than that and, I thought we had something. You were the one who suggested looking for a house. Since those men took me, you haven’t wanted anything to do with me. I don’t know if you think I did something to encourage them or if you think I’m dirty because they touched and looked at me, but I can’t do this. Either we are together or we are not. You can’t have your cake and eat it, too.”

  “Baby, I know you didn’t do anything to cause those men to take you, and I definitely don’t think you are dirty. It was all my fault for exposing you to them. If I hadn’t taken you to the club, they would have never hurt you. I don’t know what I want. I can’t keep you safe and don’t want to see you hurt again. You’ve been hurt twice since I came into your life and if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have been. I can’t leave you alone, though. I long for you and dream of you at night. I can’t sleep without you in my arms. I drink too much trying not to think of you. Seeing you with Evan at the club made me want to deck him and turn you over my knee and spank your bottom red.” They had been standing to this point, and Kyle sat heavily down on the couch. Reaching up and grabbing Jenna, he pulled her down to his lap. Holding her tight, he bent his head to hers.

  “Jenna, I know this is confusing. I’m confused, so how can I hope to make you understand? I want more than a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship also, but I’m scared. I don’t want you to get hurt and history is not with us. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you. There have been threats made against my family before. I don’t want to put you in that situation.”

  “Kyle, no one can guarantee the safety of another person. We never know what the next minute is going to bring. Anything can happen. This isn’t just your decision. I should have a say in it. You can’t make all my choices for me.” Jenna was struggling to get up. Sitting in Kyle’s lap and having his arms around her was torture. If she didn’t get away from him, she didn’t know what would happen.

  “Sit still! I can’t think with you wiggling like that.” Kyle just wanted to take Jenna right there on the couch. If she didn’t sit still, he wasn’t going to be able to control what happened.

  “Let me down. We can talk without me sitting on your lap!”

  “No, I like you here. I like the way you feel against me, I…oh, fuck it,” and he bent and took her mouth with his. At first, she struggled and fought him. After a few seconds, Jenna gave in and kissed him back. “Oh, baby, I want you so bad. Do you want me?”

  “Kyle, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she answered, panting. She shouldn’t be letting this happen. If Kyle took her tonight, what did that mean for the future? But it felt so good. “Oh God, I’ve missed you and this so much. I…”

  Kyle reached up and cupped her face. “No more words. Just feel.” Picking her up in his arms, he carried her to the bedroom. Laying her on the bed, he slowly undressed Jenna and then himself. He took her hands and placed them on the headboard. “Hold on and don’t let go. If you let go, I’ll have to punish you. Okay, baby?”

  “Yes,” she breathed. Jenna knew this was a mistake, but at this point didn’t care.

  “Yes what?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Now close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you to.” And she did. She would do anything he asked her, forever. Why didn’t he know that?

  Kyle crawled on to the bed and straddled Jenna. Leaning down, he brushed his lips over her forehead, across each eyelid, down the bridge of her nose, over each cheekbone to her lips. Tickling her lips with his, he teased them open. Jenna reached and threaded her fingers through his hair. “Uh-uh, baby, hands back on the headboard,” Kyle said, lifting his mouth from hers. He quickly flipped her over and gave her five hard swats on her butt. Flipping her back, Jenna placed her hands back where requested and Kyle went back to her mouth. Licking and nipping her lips until she opened for him, he then swept his tongue through her mouth, exploring her thoroughly.

  Jenna moaned and arched up, looking for more. Kyle licked and kissed and nipped down her neck, across both collarbones, over her chest until he reached her nipples, licking round and round, not touching, drawing out her pleasure. Licking and nipping all around nipple, he finally took it and as much of her breast in his mouth as he could. Gently closing his teeth around the tissue, he pulled back, stretching her breast with him. Switching back and forth between breasts, Kyle continued this torture until Jenna thought she couldn’t stand it anymore. Lifting his mouth off of her with a “pop,” he licked and kissed his way over her stomach, stopping briefly at her belly button. Darting his tongue in it a couple times, he continued on to her mound.

  “You’ve kept yourself waxed for me. Very nice, baby,” he whispered against her skin. Flattening out his tongue, he licked from her rear hole to her clit, slow, languid laps, some barely touching, some applying pressure. He varied the pace and pressure until Jenna was writhing with ecstasy.

  Jenna could not be quiet anymore. “I need to come, please, please, let me come,” she pleaded.

  Knowing she was close, Kyle continued his slow torture of her folds, continuing to lick up and down. He was going to prolong this as long as he could.

  Jenna writhed and pleaded and begged and Kyle continued to torture her. Finally, he took her clit and gently bit it, sending Jenna into an orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced. Flashing colors of light burst behind her eyes and Jenna screamed in ecstasy. Over and over again, Kyle continued licking, sucking and nipping at her clit. Jenna thought it was never going to end.

  When she thought she couldn’t take any more, Kyle raised himself and rammed his cock in her pussy to the hilt. Burying himself balls-deep, he rammed into over and over, claiming her for all eternity. She was his.

  Falling exhausted on top of her, he knew this was where he was meant to be.
After a few minutes, he got up and went to the bathroom, bringing back a warm cloth and cleaning her. Putting the cloth on the table, he crawled back into the bed and pulled her to him. I’ll just lay here a while and hold her, he thought to himself.

  He woke sometime later and found himself taking her. He repeated this several times during the night, taking her over and over. Nothing could satisfy him. He couldn’t get enough of her.

  Kyle woke early in the morning, as the sun was rising. He lay, watching Jenna sleep for a while, before rising. Quietly, he gathered his clothes and went into the living room to get dressed, not wanting to wake his exhausted lover.

  Knowing he was about to hurt her again, he left the apartment, not leaving a note or anything. Driving back to the club in his truck, he contemplated what he had done. Feeling like he had made one of the biggest mistakes of his life, he walked dejectedly to his suite. What the fuck was he going to do now?

  Chapter Eighteen

  Jenna woke and knew she was alone. Barely able to move, she called her office and took the day off. What had she let happen? What was she going to do? Crying, she fell into an exhausted sleep for a while, waking after noon, stiff and sore, but a good kind of stiff and sore.

  Getting up, she showered and dressed in her most comfortable jammies. Grabbing the phone, she called for pizza, and reinforcements. The first call she made was to Sadie, who promised she would be there as soon as she could with chocolate and wine.

  Her next call was to Rachel, who also promised she was on the way with ice cream and tequila when Jenna told her what had happened.

  Knowing her girls were on the way, Jenna sat on the couch and cried. She checked her phone. No messages and no missed calls. Kyle had taken what he wanted and left her again. She had no idea what she had done to deserve this. Loving him was apparently not enough.

  Rachel and Sadie arrived about the same time as the pizza and the girls spent the evening, eating, drinking, and commiserating with Jenna. On the way to Jenna’s, Sadie made a quick call to Evan to let him know what had happened. Agreeing that the coming weekend would be too soon to put his plan into effect, Evan decided to try and talk to Kyle.

  Evan found Kyle in his suite, but again he was in no condition to talk. Evan had known Kyle for years and had never seen him drink like this. Wishing he had a woman of his own to love and worry about, Evan left Kyle to sober up and went to his own suite.

  A couple weeks went by and Jenna heard nothing from Kyle. Going about her life by route, she barely functioned. Rachel, Sadie, Connie, and all the guys had a meeting. “We have to do something,” Evan said. “The damn fool is too stubborn to do anything on his own, and we can all see that they are both miserable.”

  “Agreed,” said Dave. “I think it’s time to put your plan into effect. Now to get them to cooperate.” They decided to put things into effect on the next weekend, as Connie and Dean would still be in town and had another demonstration planned. They would use the demo as an excuse to get Jenna to the club.

  “Connie, you work on Jenna. Dean you’re in charge of Kyle. The rest of us will make sure everything else happens,” said Evan.

  And so it started.

  The first step was going to be to get both Kyle and Jenna to the club at the same time. Since Jenna had sworn to never come again, this was going to take a little work on Connie’s part. Kyle, since he had a suite there, was much easier.

  On Wednesday, Connie called Jenna, “Hey girl, what are you doing this weekend? Are you busy Saturday night? Dean and I are trying something new and I could sure use your support.”

  “Connie, I would love to support you, but I can’t take the chance that I might see Kyle. I really don’t want to come to the club. I hope you understand.”

  “I think Kyle will be out of town this weekend, please come,” Connie pleaded.

  “I’ll think about it, but I really don’t want to. Will the other girls be there?”

  Not sure how to answer, half-afraid if she answered yes that Jenna would say they could support her, she answered, “I’m not sure, I’ll have to call them and see. You were the first person I called.” A semi-truthful answer.

  “Okay, I’ll let you know Friday or Saturday. Can you find out for sure if Kyle will be out of town? If he’s not, I definitely will not be there,” Jenna stated.

  “Okay, I’ll call Evan and find out for sure,” Connie lied.

  Connie’s next call was to Sadie, to get her opinion on whether it would help or hinder their efforts to tell Jenna that the other girls would be at the club.

  Connie waited until Saturday and when she hadn’t heard from Jenna, she called her. “So are you coming or not?” she demanded.

  “Well, what did you find out about Kyle?”

  “As far as I know he’s not going to be there, and I really need your support. Dean and I are trying something new and I want to know I have some friends there in case it gets too intense for me.”

  “Okay, I’ll be there about eight, but I don’t know how long I’ll stay. If it gets too uncomfortable, I’m leaving.”

  “Okay, I can’t ask more than that. Thank you, see you there.” Connie’s next call was to Sadie. “I don’t care how you do it, but Jenna is not to go by herself. Either you need to drive, which would work best, or if you can’t get her to ride with you, then you have to ride with her. We need to keep her at the club as late as possible, got it?”

  “No problem,” Sadie answered. “She’ll come in my car whether she likes it or not, she owes me.”

  Sadie called Jenna. “Hey, girl, I heard you’re coming to watch Connie and Dean tonight, I’ll pick you up about seven thirty, be ready, see ya then.” And she hung up before Jenna could protest.

  Great, thought Jenna, she knew Sadie wouldn’t take no for an answer, and now she had lost the control of having her own car and being able to leave whenever she wanted to.

  Jenna was ready at seven thirty, wearing one of the slip dresses Kyle had bought her, this one in a green to match her eyes. They arrived at the club a little before the demonstration was due to start and Jenna went straight to the bar. A glass of wine would give her a little Dutch courage to make it through the evening.

  Connie came up to her. “Jenna, I need you to help me out. I ate some bad shrimp at lunch and can’t do the demo with Dean. Would you please take my place? There’s no one else and it’s too late to cancel.”

  “Oh, Connie, I want to help you, but can’t Sadie or Rachel do it?”

  “Rachel isn’t playing with anyone but Craig, and Sadie can’t do it either. There’s no one but you. It’s not an orgasm torture scene. Dean is just going to demo some different flogger techniques. It shouldn’t be too intense. He will tame it down for you, but we promised and can’t back out now.”

  At this point Dean walked up and said, “It would really help out not only Connie and myself, but Dave also, if you could do this. I won’t make you be naked and I’ll shorten it up as much as possible, but some of the other owners from out of town are here and it would really embarrass Dave to have to postpone this. With Connie’s stomach problem, there’s no way she can do what I need her to. Please.”

  “Well, I…”

  “I’ll do mostly talking and make it more verbal than a demo, all you have to do is kneel beside me for most of the time. As close to the end as I can, I will put you on a spanking bench and restrain you, but I’ll use breakaway cuffs, so you can get up anytime you need to. When it comes time to actually use the flogger on you, I’ll just barely graze your skin and use the softest flogger I have. I’ll try to have you off the bench in less than ten minutes and you can always safe word if it gets to be too much for you.”

  “I guess. I can safe word if I need to. I suppose that would be okay.” Jenna wasn’t sure she wanted to do this, but Dean and Connie had been very nice to her when she was attacked at the club, and Connie was becoming a good friend.

  “Great, come with me and I’ll show you how the cuffs work. I’ll just cuff y
our wrists for now, and if I need to I’ll cuff your legs later.” Dean smiled and led her to the area he would be using for the demo.

  There were already a few people standing and waiting in the alcove Dean was going to use for the demo. This made Jenna a little nervous.

  “Remember, kneeling for most of the demo, don’t get scared,” Dean whispered in her ear.

  Placing the cuffs on her wrists, he showed her how he wanted her to lay on the bench and how the cuffs worked. “See, you just pull up quickly and you’re free. Nothing to be scared about.”

  Jenna tried it and it was fairly easy to get loose, so she felt a little more comfortable. She just wished it was over and done with.

  Dean helped her up off the bench and took her to where he wanted her to kneel. Starting the demo, he said, “Welcome, everyone, my name is Dean and tonight I’ll be working with Jenna. Those of you who’ve watched me before know that Jenna is not my usual sub. So bear with us tonight, things may be a little rough at first.” Dean went on to explain the demonstration and what he was going to do.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Jenna sat there on her knees staring at the floor, like a good sub. She could do this for Connie. She must have zoned out, because the next thing she knew, her arm was being pulled and she was yanked to her feet by a furious Kyle.

  “The hell you will,” he was saying to Dean as he flipped her over his shoulder. “Jenna is mine and nobody, I mean nobody plays with her but me.” And he turned and started down the hall to the suites.

  “Hey, wait a minute, don’t I have a say in this?” Jenna screamed. “Kyle, put me down. Now.”

  Kyle ignored Jenna’s screams and slapped her on the ass. “Hold still if you don’t want me to drop you.”

  “Then put me down!” she screamed.

  “Quiet.” He slapped her ass again.