Chapter 63 Sixty Three
The next weekend, Izzy found herself nervously adjusting her dress as she waited in her apartment.
Maya had come over earlier, teasing her endlessly about how she was about to dive back into the wild world she’d tasted last time.
A knock on the door made her heart skip a beat. Dominic stood there, casually dressed but with that same dangerous glint in his eyes that made her pulse race.
“Ready?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.
Izzy nodded, swallowing hard. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
He smirked and took her hand, leading her out to his car. The ride was quiet, but the tension between them was thick, a mix of anticipation and the memories of the last visit.
When they arrived, the familiar smell of sweat, sex, and heavy incense hit her, making her knees weak. The club was dimly lit, shadows flickering across the walls. Music pulsed through the room, a low, rhythmic beat that made her heart race.
Dominic kept a firm hand on her back as they walked inside, giving her a sense of security even in the overwhelming atmosphere. He leaned close and whispered, “Don’t worry. Just enjoy. I’ve got you.”
Izzy took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, and followed him further inside. She could hear moans and slaps echoing from other rooms, see couples in the shadows, and the faint glow of red lights casting everything in a sultry haze.
Her pulse quickened as she realized just how exposed and vulnerable she felt… but also how alive it made her feel. Dominic guided her to a private room, the kind she remembered from last time, where the furniture was arranged for comfort and pleasure, and the air was thick with anticipation.
“You remember how this goes,” Dominic murmured, his hand sliding to her waist, fingers brushing over her hip. “You just let go, trust me, and feel.”
Izzy shivered but nodded, her stomach twisting in a delicious mix of nerves and excitement. This was going to be another night she wouldn’t forget.
“Welcome back,” Ray said with a slow smile, her voice dripping with confidence. She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes dragging over both of them. “Are you excited for another fun evening?”
Izzy’s breath hitched instantly.
Her body reacted before her mind did… warm, shaky, hungry.
Ray’s gaze shifted to Dominic, her smile turning even sharper. “Tonight,” she said, stepping closer, “we’re focusing on you, Don.”
Dominic raised a brow, amused and already turned on.
Ray tapped his chest lightly.
“You know the drill.”Her voice dropped into a low command….firm, teasing, undeniable.
“Strip.”
Izzy watched his jaw tighten, watched his chest rise as he inhaled. But he didn’t hesitate. He started taking off his shirt, the muscles of his stomach flexing under the dim lights. Ray walked around him slowly like a predator, eyes drinking him in.
Izzy felt her thighs press together.
Ray chuckled softly.
“Oh, don’t worry sweetheart,” she told Izzy without looking away from Dominic, “you got your turn last time. But tonight…” she dragged her finger down Dominic’s spine, “…we’re going to make you lose your mind.”
Dominic smirked, already undoing his belt.
Izzy’s heart pounded.
Lie down on the bed, Izzy,” Ray said, her voice low and firm. “Spread your legs and show him that pretty pussy.”
Izzy obeyed instantly.
Heat rushed through her body as she climbed onto the bed, her knees sinking into the soft sheets. She lay back slowly, her breath shaky, her chest rising and falling as she settled into place.
Her thighs parted without hesitation.
Her pussy.. glimmered with arousal already, her lips soft and swollen, opening for him as her body recognized him before her mind did.
Dominic’s breath caught.
Ray smiled, pleased. “Good girl,” she murmured. “Wider.”
Izzy lifted her hips a little and spread her legs further, baring everything to Dominic.
Her heart pounded, but the thrill of being watched… really watched… made her slicker.
Dominic’s eyes darkened, hunger rolling off him like heat.
Ray stepped beside the bed, trailing a finger slowly up Izzy’s inner thigh. “Look at him, Izzy,” she whispered. “Look at how he stares at your pussy like he wants to devour it.”
Izzy met Dominic’s gaze.
His jaw was tight. His fists clenched. His cock... already hard.
Ray smirked.“Perfect. Now… let’s see how long he can behave.”
Ray’s voice cut through the heated air…low, firm, commanding.
“Don. On your knees. Face your girl’s pussy.”
Dominic didn’t hesitate for even a second.
He dropped to his knees like a man starving.
Izzy’s breath caught as he moved between her legs, shoulders broad, muscles tense, eyes fixed on her like she was the only thing in the room.
His face slowly lowered…
closer…
closer…
His mouth hovered just inches from her cunt.
So close she could feel the heat of his breath ghosting over her slit.
Her pussy clenched.
She was already wet.. too wet. Her arousal had dripped down her inner thigh, a glistening trail that made Dominic groan under his breath.
He leaned in, nose almost brushing her, taking in the scent of her…raw, sweet, aching.
Ray’s lips curled into a smirk.
“See that, Izzy? Your pretty pussy is calling him.”
Dominic’s fingers dug into the sheets as he fought the urge to lick her without permission.
His mouth parted slightly, his tongue peeking out just enough to taste the air around her dripping heat.
Izzy’s thighs trembled.
Ray stepped behind Dominic and placed her palm lightly on the back of his head, not pushing… just reminding him who was in control.
“Hold still, Don,” she murmured. “Let her feel how bad you need it.”
Dominic’s jaw flexed.
His breathing got heavier.
His eyes locked on Izzy’s pussy like he was worshipping it.
Her swollen lips pulsed, a slow throb, juice sliding down.
He groaned…. deep, broken.
Izzy whimpered in response, her hips lifting just a little, her body begging even if she didn’t speak.
Ray smirked wider.
“Oh, this is going to be fun.”