Club de Fleurs 6: Tasha (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 3

  His grandmother had always told him he was going to find his soul mate one day and not to let her go. He would know when he found her, and when he did, she would need him as badly as he needed her. He had never known what she meant by that until now.

  “Baby, let me clean you up. Then we’ll rest and talk.” He gently parted her legs and cleansed her.

  After laying her back on the bed, he removed his pants and lay beside her. He then pulled her to him. She fit perfectly in his arms, and when he tucked her head under his chin, her bottom fit itself to his pelvis. Perfect.

  He pulled a light blanket over them and held her. Talking softly, he told her of his grandmother and all she had taught him. The stories, the good times and the bad, he slowly told her of his life growing up in the Deep South. As he talked, he felt her slowly relax, and soon she was sleeping in his arms. Tim slowly drifted off himself. The evening wasn’t over, but she needed rest, and he was in no hurry. He had a lifetime.

  Chapter Four

  Tasha woke, not sure where she was. She needed to pee and needed something to drink. Something was wrapped around her. Twisting, she saw Tim and slowly remembered all that had happened and what he had told her. She smiled and relaxed but needed to get up, badly.

  Tasha struggled to get free, waking Tim with a start. “What’s the matter, sugar?” he asked, immediately awake.

  “I need the bathroom.” She was getting desperate.

  Tim sat on the side of the bed and turned on the light, pointing to the partially closed door.

  Tasha ran across the room, just making it. Sighing in relief, she washed her face and hands, running the water until it was cold, grabbed the cup there, and took a long drink. Staring in the mirror, she didn’t look any different, but she felt different.

  She was more. Not sure how to describe it even to herself, she felt like more of a person. She wasn’t the scared girl Tim had found on the side of the road. She was more confident. Suddenly she needed to be back in his arms. She didn’t know what this was or how long it was going to last, but she didn’t want to miss a minute with Tim and was taking all he offered.

  Opening the door, she launched herself into his arms. He was still sitting on the side of the bed and caught her easily.

  “What was all that about?” He laughed, pulling her closer.

  “I missed you,” she answered simply.

  He laughed and kissed her. They were both naked, and he pulled her to straddle him and slowly started fitting himself to her.

  “Baby, is it safe, or do I need a condom? I’m clean. I was just tested. Are you safe?” He hated asking but wanted them both to be healthy.

  “I’m clean and on the pill. I just had a physical and haven’t been with anyone in a long time.” After she and Jason had broken up, she had a complete medical workup. He had told her there had been other women, and she wanted to make sure the scumbag hadn’t given her anything. She had been tested every six months, making sure nothing developed. Kyle had also told her that to work at the club, she would have to be tested and provide a clean physical.

  Tim hated using condoms but knew at times they were necessary. Hearing she was clean and on the pill, he decided it was safe enough. Slowly he fitted himself to her, pushing his way in. She was so tight.

  “Has it been a while, baby?” He wanted to know what he was working with. If it had been a while, he would have to be very careful not to hurt her. He was not a small man, and she was a very small woman.

  “Yes, it’s been several years,” she admitted in a soft voice. She might as well have said, “Yes, I’m a loser and haven’t had sex in years,” the way she felt.

  “Okay, baby, I’m a big guy. I’m going to use a little lube for our first time. I don’t want to hurt you.” He flipped her around on the bed and grabbed the lube from the bedside table. Applying a thick coat to his cock, he lubed three fingers and slowly pushed two of them into her tight pussy. He was going to stretch her a little before taking her. He wanted this to be as good for her as it was going to be for him.

  Rimming his fingers around her pussy, he slowly scissored them, stretching her to accommodate his girth. Adding the third finger, he stretched her more and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. He was not going to rush this no matter what his cock wanted.

  Tasha felt the feelings rushing up again and began to arch her body. She was ready for him.

  “Now, Tim, take me now,” she pleaded, wanting more than his hand. She wanted him. “Please, Tim, take me now,” she repeated over and over.

  He leaned down and took her mouth, pulling his hand away and fitting himself to her again. Lifting her legs up and out, he opened her all the way and pushed slowly forward with his hips, one hand braced on the bed beside her to keep the bulk of his weight off of her.

  Tasha reached up and pulled his mouth back to her. She tried to pull him down to her. She needed to feel his weight on her. She needed all of him.

  Tim felt her need and lowered himself to lay more of his body on hers as he pushed farther in. She was so tight, he wasn’t sure he was going to get all the way in. Then she arched up and took more of him.

  “Easy, baby, we have to go slow. I don’t want to hurt you. Easy,” he said against her mouth. It was torture for them both for him to hold back.

  “More, I need more.” She pulled him tighter to her. She wanted more of him and needed to feel more of his weight. She wanted him to crush her, and her body to melt into his. She needed all the contact she could get. Tasha wrapped her legs around him, pulling his hips with her legs. She couldn’t get her legs and arms all the way around him but held him as tight as she could.

  Tim eased more of his weight onto her and started slowly thrusting with his hips, gradually increasing the depth of his thrusts until he felt her cervix. He pulled back all the way, then he thrust in again and heard her moan of pleasure. Back and forth he thrust, establishing a rhythm that would bring them both the release they needed. Lifting up, he took one nipple into his mouth and started sucking it with the same rhythm he was using on her pussy. He could feel the tension building in her and increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts until he felt her body tighten.

  At just the right moment, he bit her nipple, giving her just the bite of pain she needed to arch her back off the bed and scream his name.

  He came, roaring like the jungle animal he was, and fell on top of her. He lay there a full minute before rolling to his back and pulling her on top of him.

  They both lay like that, panting and dripping with sweat for several long minutes. Once they had recovered, Tim sat on the side of the bed and pulled Tasha back into his arms, then stood and carried her to the walk-in shower in the bathroom. He sat her on a towel on the vanity while he warmed the water and turned the heat on.

  Once the water was warm, he carried her to the shower and washed them both with economical movements. They would play another time. Now they were both too exhausted for anything more. He washed and conditioned her hair, then wrapped them both in towels and sat her to brush and dry her hair.

  She was almost asleep before he finished and carried her back to bed. After removing both their towels, he dimmed the lights, leaving a small light on in the bathroom in case she needed up again, and lay on his back in the bed. He pulled her over him, wanting body contact as much as she did, and closed his eyes.

  Chapter Five

  Tasha woke the next morning still lying on top of Tim. She felt rested and energized. He was so handsome in his sleep, she could stare at him all day.

  Moving slightly to one side, she looked at him. His hair was soft brown in color and just a little long. As he lay sleeping, a lock had fallen over his face and was brushing his eyes. She reached one hand to sweep it back and felt him stir. Freezing, she waited. She wasn’t ready for him to be awake yet. She wanted more time to study this man who had been so wonderful to her.

  She remembered the gray of his eyes and wanted to see the look of lust that he had shown her last nigh
t. His cheekbones were high and his mouth perfect.

  Studying him for a few more minutes, she imprinted his face in her memory. Regardless of what happened, she was not going to forget Tim Robbins, ever.

  Deciding she needed to give him something in return for all he had done for her last night, she manuvered herself between his legs and began kissing and licking her way down his body.

  She lightly brushed his lips and slowly worked her way down his body, stopping to lick each little nipple. She had always wanted to do this to a man, but Jason had never let her. He wanted a good blow job just like any other man but had always made her kneel and just shoved it in her mouth, not allowing her to make love to him.

  When she took Tim’s first nipple into her mouth, she could have sworn she felt him tense, but when she looked up at his face, there was no change.

  It was almost impossible for Tim to hold still. When Tasha moved down between his legs and began kissing her way down his body, he wanted to do a happy dance. His cock was bobbing between his legs, doing a dance of its own. Both his heads knew what was going to happen soon. He was afraid to move, though. He didn’t want to scare Tasha and have her stop what she was doing. It took all his control not to reach out and grab her, slamming her down on his cock.

  Someone had hurt this girl and hurt her badly. He could tell in her tentative ways. When he found out who and what they had done to her, he was going to hurt him.

  Right now, though, Tasha was driving him crazy, and all his blood was flowing south. Willing himself to hold still, he kept his eyes closed, enjoying what she was doing.

  Tasha had never been able to explore a man before. She loved the taste of his skin and couldn’t get enough, slowly working her way down his body, nipping and licking, until she reached his bobbing member.

  Looking up, she saw him watching her, and the big grin on his face. Smiling, she went back to her task. Wrapping one of her small hands around him, she couldn’t quite touch her fingers together. She brought her lips down and stuck out her small pink tongue and licked the drop lurking on the head of his cock, just barely touching the skin.

  Tim couldn’t help it and jerked his hips, his cock reaching for her mouth.

  Tasha startled and pulled back, not sure what to do next.

  “Shh, baby, it’s okay. Please don’t stop.” Tim reached down and patted her head, praying she didn’t stop.

  Tasha looked up, eyes big, but bent tentatively back down to take another lick, watching his face as she did.

  When she saw him smile, she relaxed and took just the head of his cock in her mouth. Tenatively running her tongue over and over the slit there. She took hold of his penis with both hands, Then she slowly swallowed more of him, gradually taking him to the back of her throat. Hollowing her cheeks and moving her head up and down, she licked and sucked until he threaded both hands into her hair and took control, using his hands to gently guide her head.

  “Baby, if you don’t want to swallow, you need to back off now. I can’t hold it much longer.” He gasped hoarsely, striving for control.

  Tasha moved her head faster and sucked harder, wanting to taste every drop, until she felt the hot spurts of cum hitting the back of her throat. Swallowing convulsively, she continued her licking and sucking until she had consumed every drop.

  Only when she felt him relax, did she lay her head on his thigh. Thn she relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of his hands stroking her hair.

  “Baby, that was so good. Thank you for doing that for me,” he whispered, stroking her hair.

  He reached down and pulled her up to lie across him, reveling in the feel of her body against his. It was still early, and the club wouldn’t open for a few hours. He needed to finish her paperwork and walk her around while it was still quiet. Then he needed to figure out what he was going to do next. He didn’t want to let her go.

  Running his hands up and down her back, he held her close. “Oh, baby, I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m never letting you go,” he whispered.

  Tasha moved up and kissed him, snuggling closer, warm and content. She wished the moment would never end.

  Tim lay and held her for a while, luxuriating in the feel of her body on his. He also wished this moment would never end.

  Just lying there holding her for the longest time, he knew he had to get up and get going. They needed to finish her paperwork, and she needed to get ready to start work tonight at the club. Theresa was due to have her baby soon, and Alan was getting worried about her working. Not that Tim blamed him, and it would be good having Tasha there with him at the club. He was going to make sure they were working the same shifts. With her car broken down, she would be needing rides to work, and he was willing to provide that.

  Hating to move but knowing he needed to, he sat up, taking Tasha with him. “Come on, baby. Let’s shower. Then I need to show you around and get you ready to work today.”

  Yawning, she smiled and leaned against him. “I don’t want to move, but you’re right, and I could use some food.” Neither of them had eaten for over several hours.

  “Yeah, baby, I could use some food, too.” He led her to the shower and helped her in.

  They took their shower, then dressed. Tasha put Theresa’s dress back on—she didn’t have anything else—and then Tim took her into the club. They had a full kitchen, but no one was there yet, so he fixed them something before taking her back to Kyle’s office to do her paperwork.

  Once she had filled out the necessary forms, he took her into the club. It was still quiet, and he wanted to show her the place while it was empty.

  He walked her through the floor, pointing out the different equipment and what it was used for.

  She cringed when she saw the paddles, whips, canes, and straps. “Oh my God, people use those on other people? What kind of place is this?”

  What the hell had she gotten herself into? The people seemed nice, but…

  She looked at Tim. “Do you play here?” She wasn’t sure “play” was the right word but didn’t want to ask if he was going to torture people.

  Tim sat down on one of the love seats in the alcove they were standing in and pulled her down onto his lap. Taking both her hands in his, he slowly explained what the Club de Fleurs was and what happened there. He explained what a Dom was and what a submissive was and the roles they played in the club.

  “The main thing you need to remember is that everything is consensual. No one does anything without consent. If you see someone, male or female, being whipped, remember they agreed to it beforehand. Everyone has a safe word that stops everything. Nobody does anything to anyone else without consent,” he explained to her.

  Looking down at her hands in his, she asked, “Do you like to do those things to people?”

  Taking a deep breath, he answered her. “I have in the past. I am a member of the club and have played before.”

  “Do…would…do you want to do them with me?” she asked shyly.

  “How would you feel about that? Is that something you would like to talk about and explore?” She would be perfect if she was submissive, and he thought she was.

  “I don’t know. Would it hurt?”

  “No, baby, I would never hurt you. I might punish you for misbehaving, and it might be hard for you to sit for a day or two, but I would never lay a hand on you in anger or intentionally hurt you. As a Dom, my goal is to cherish and protect you and your body. I will do everything in my power to protect you.”

  Tasha needed to think about what he had told her and decide what she wanted. She needed some time alone.

  “Can you take me home now? I need to change clothes, and Kyle wants me to start with Theresa tonight.”

  “Sure, baby, and we need to get your car taken care of.” Tim had had it towed the night before, but nothing more.

  “Crap, my car, I almost forgot all about it. I’ll have to find a bus back and forth until I can get it paid for. I wonder how much that will cost?” Just what she needed, mor
e expense. Did the buses even run as late as she needed? Kyle had told her the club was open 6:00 p.m. to 4:00 a.m., and she would be working during those hours, but not always. If the club was slow, they closed early, but she would still get paid. Taking the bus at 4:00 a.m. was not something she was crazy about.

  Tim had the answer she needed.

  “Baby, I’m going to be working tonight, too. How about I pick you up, and then I will get you home tonight. While you are here tonight, we’ll check out your schedule and see what we can work out. I’m sure we can make something work.” He was going to make sure it worked.

  Tasha sighed in relief. Hopefully it wouldn’t be out of his way to take her back and forth, and then she wouldn’t have to worry about the bus. If she could just ride with him until she got a check and could get her car fixed, that would be perfect, and spending more time with him wouldn’t be a bad thing.

  Reaching up and hugging him, she answered, “Sounds perfect, thank you.” She give him directions to her apartment and sat back to think about everything that had happened and what he had told her.

  When they arrived at her apartment, Tim couldn’t believe his eyes. He knew when he heard the address it wasn’t the best, but this place was worse than he had imagined. He couldn’t believe people lived in places like this. Just as he was going to ask if he was in the right place, Tasha opened the door and jumped out.

  “Thanks, pick me up in a couple hours?” she asked, leaning into the truck.

  Tim quickly opened his door and jumped out. “I’ll walk you in.”

  Exactly what she didn’t want, but it looked like she didn’t have a choice. Tim took the bag of clothes from her hand and indicated that she should lead the way.

  Tasha walked quickly through the kids playing, calling out to a few of them, then went even faster through the crowded lobby, walking straight for the stairs, not looking left or right.