pushing

I watched in morbid amusement as the color went out of Lyle's face and he balked, his eyes widening like saucers.

"I-I'm-I'll--" He stammered, still fumbling against Luc's hold on his shirt as Luc's hand twisted in the material, closing the neck of the shirt tight around Lyle's flabby neck. I licked my lips hungrily as I watched Luc's cold expression as he slowly cut off this man's air supply. No man had ever attempted to defend my honor before, and certainly not with such machismo. It made me feel strong, confident, emblazoned with power as this force of a man, this roman statue come to life, defended me in such a brutal, exact manner.

I shifted next to Luc, catching his eye as he continued to squeeze the life out of the perv in front of him. His gaze met mine questioningly at first, then began to heat from within as he saw the hunger in my own eyes. I shifted closer to him, running my hand down my thigh and dipping it between my legs where the soft leather fringe swept across my bronze skin. With no panties to contain it, my attraction to Luc was spreading from my core, and as my fingertips grazed the soaking, sensitive flesh I let out the softest of moans.

Luc's eyes flashed with need as his fist clenched tighter around Lyle's shirt, and the man's movements started to slow. His free hand followed the trail of my own, until his long, deft fingers were brushing against my soaked core. As he twisted Lyle's shirt even tighter, he plunged two fingers inside me in the same movement, sending me reeling as I grasped his lapels just to keep myself upright. He leaned in close, his lips brushing the lobe of my ear and sending a shudder of anticipation down my spine as I nearly came on his hand in that moment.

"Do you want me to stop, Ginny?" His words were a dare, and I trembled at the power he gave me with the double entendre. He was giving me the reigns, showing me how much power I had in his service, and making it utterly clear to this Lyle prick that I was undeniably off limits. It was an incredible rush and I wasn't about to back down from it.

I turned my head slightly so I could run the pad of my tongue along Luc's jawline as I shifted my hips and ground down on his fingers where they had stilled inside me. Lyle's strangled noises were becoming more desperate and I didn't spare him a glance as I ran my hand up Luc's chest and onto his bicep where it strained with the effort of keeping Lyle incapacitated but still conscious.

I shook my head slowly, letting my merciless gaze travel slowly onto Lyle and then back to Luc's. "No, I don't want you to stop."

Luc's eyes darkened to the deep and forbidding shade of a fog shrouded forest as his mouth twisted into a triumphant smirk that promised all kinds of devious rewards for my brazenness. I clung to him and cried out as he pulled his fingers out of me and slammed them back in, the heel of his hand grinding against my clit as he fucked me with his hand. My head fell back and my eyes fluttered at half mast until Luc's teeth nipped my neck, sending me so close to coming I gasped as he growled "Don't you dare close your eyes. Watch."

A shudder of pleasure rumbled slowly from my core as Luc's hand continued its relentless assault on my dripping pussy, but true release remained just out of reach as I forced my heavy eyelids to open and fall to Luc's face, where he watched me with nothing but lust and anticipation in his gaze. My mouth hooked up at the corners as I let Luc see all the darkest parts of me in my eyes before I slid them onto the scumbag who had insinuated I could be bought and sold like property. His eyes widened a millisecond before Luc's wrist twisted hard, cutting off all oxygen and choking Lyle out until he was crumpling on the floor in a heap of sweating flesh, as the fingers of his other hand twisted as well, mimicking the movement deep inside my pussy and sending me into oblivion as my walls clamped down around his fingers, wringing every ounce of pleasure out of my body and shamelessly taking what I needed from Luc.

When the trembling aftershocks in my body subsided, I raised my head from where it had fallen against Luc's shoulder and met his hooded eyes as he slid his fingers out of me with painstaking slowness, his eyes searching mine with intrigue as he raised his fingers to his lips and sucked my juices right off of them, never breaking eye contact with me. My breath hitched as I watched, another aftershock sending a wave through my body as I bit my lip and let my eyes fall to Luc's full lips. Who knew I had a fetish for watching perverts get choked out while a gorgeous man finger fucked me? Just shows there's always room for personal growth.

His smirk was appraising, like he seemed surprised, or even impressed by me, and I grinned triumphantly as I raised my mouth to his and claimed what I wanted from him as my reward. I tasted myself on his tongue as it claimed mine and it sent a rush of need down my spine. I pressed forward as Luc's hand came behind my back, crushing me to him so that I could feel the hard length of his erection pressing into my hip.

A split second of realization hit and I pulled back enough to gasp breathlessly between kissing Luc, "somewhere more private?"

Luc's torturous kisses halted abruptly and he searched my eyes with a question in them which I answered with a confident nod. Then that appraising smirk again before he grabbed me around the waist and swept me off my feet and over his shoulder in a firemans carry as he strode towards the ornate wooden doors. I couldn't even consider arguing before Luc's large hand clamped down around my hip on his shoulder, his fingertips grazing the still-drenched folds of my pussy.

An animalistic growl rumbled through him as his fingers brushed my wet heat, and he quickened his pace as he strode purposefully down a hallway with several heavy, sound-proof doors were closed along a corridor. At the end of the hall we finally stopped before a door with a keypad next to it where Luc swiped a little key fob and waited for the light to flash green for access. I watched from my vantage point upsidedown under his arm, wondering if his key opened all the doors or just this one. Before I had to much time to ponder that, we were through the door and it was closing softly behind us, cocooning us into a soundproof pod that was lavishly decorated with soft, black velvet sofas and rugs, floor cushions, and even an assortment of wedges and bolster pillows that had me intrigued. Luc sat me upright and I pushed my hair out of my face as I took in my surroundings.

I turned in a slow circle, taking in the simple yet decadent furnishings and drifting closer to Luc where he watched me with his hands in his trouser pockets, his erection still fully on display. A huge, super king sized bed sat on one wall, also dressed entirely in black velvet, and looking like the softest, sexiest dark cloud of sin I could dream up.

"Is this your playroom?" I asked softly, approaching Luc where he stood perfectly still next to the bed.

That sexy smirk again. "You could call it that." Luc conceded with a nod. "One of many."

I cocked an eyebrow at that offhand remark, prompting more. "Tell me more," I purred as I slowly made my way towards him.

He perched leisurely back on the bed, licking his bottom lip as he watched me coming towards him, and fuck if that cocky gesture didn't have me soaking wet for him all over again.

"This is a room for pushing boundaries. Another smirk. I have other rooms dedicated to pain, restraint, indulgence, fetishes... I have rarely made use of them myself, but as you've been pushing boundaries all night, Ginny, I find myself utterly fascinated by you, and dying to know just how far you'll push... if you're willing, that is."

I stopped in my approach, the fringe of my leather outfit just brushing Luc's knees where they were spread wide on either side of me.

"Who is Lyle?" I blurted. Fuck what a cock block my ADHD brain could be sometimes.

Luc's eyes flashed dangerously and I backpedaled immediately.

"Sorry! I just got the feeling he had that choke out coming for more reasons than just assuming I was a call girl. It seemed like there was more beef than that, is all. It's none of my business."

Luc pursed his lips at that. "Actually, it is your business, as it's related to the business."

I nodded in interest, brushing my fingertips up over Luc's shoulders as he spoke.

"Lyle was one of the original investors in the Galloway Club, but a few years after Derrek took over from his dad, he started trying to skim off more of his share of the profits and Derrek had him removed from the business and cut off from any future earnings. He still rightfully pays for his membership here though, and he's a major connection to a lot of our regulars still, so Derrek allows him to hang around. Me and the other guys think he should be written off completely, connections be dammed, but Derrek insists. Something about loyalty and his dad- the old man was good friends with Lyle when they were in charge.  He's a sleaze with no morals. He deserved what he got."

"Good," I whispered, finally closing the distance between us where Luc still sat on the edge of the expansive bed. "Now what do I deserve for being such an accommodating personal assistant?"

Luc's lips quirked again in that sexy, searching look and he twirled a piece of leather fringe around his forefinger as he considered me for a moment before tugging the leather to make me step further between his outstretched legs.

His voice was like hot wax on my stomach as he spoke against the leather straps on my skin, "Let me show you."