Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Brianna blinked. Did she want to scene with Rafe? Hell, yeah, her body yelled. Wait, what did he have planned, her mind countered. She hadn’t expected things to progress this fast. Or had she? Her body was already anticipating his hands on her more than they already had been.

“What do you have in mind, Sir?”

“How do you feel about a little sensation play?”

She’d been super curious about that and had marked it as a soft limit—labeled number one—after asking Max about it. He explained anything with a one meant you were willing to try, two, three and four would be fully negotiated, five was a hard limit. “What would you use, Sir?”

“For tonight, a feather to see how you react to it, along with my touch.”

“I’d like that, Sir.”

Rafe smiled. “Let me see what’s available.” He slipped her off his lap and onto the sofa with little effort.

Brianna was surprised. While she was small, she wasn’t that small, yet he handled her like she weighed nothing. She watched Rafe cross the room, admiring the way his leather pants cupped his ass. She’d never really liked leather pants on a man…until now.

He talked with Jordan, then nodded, and made his way back to her. His grin was infectious, and Brianna couldn’t help smiling at him.

“The bondage table is available, but I won’t restrain you. Not tonight, anyway.”

Heat hit her body, and her skin flushed. Rafe helped her stand and then led her to the small stage where one of the bondage tables sat. Her heart pounded as he helped her up onto the stage and over to the table. “Are you okay?”

“Fine, Sir.”

He nodded. “Let me help you onto the table.” Putting his hands on her waist, he lifted her.

It was a bit disconcerting how he could pick her up so easily, then she remembered he was a firefighter and in tip-top shape. Once her butt was on the table, he helped her lay face down.

She turned her head so she could see him. Jordan dropped a bag on the stage, and Rafe thanked him. Rafe picked up the bag and set it on a nearby table, then walked to the edge of the stage, took a couple of blankets from a sub, and put them on the table, as well.

Rafe unzipped his bag. The noise the zipper made sounded loud to her. Brianna closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out, then did so again. Her muscles relaxed. When she opened her eyes, Rafe was there.

“Nervous?”

“A bit, Sir.” She’d never done sensation play before. It sounded odd, but she’d never trusted someone enough to allow them to tease her skin. She trusted Rafe. It was an instinctual thing. They’d only met twice. He didn’t act like some of the Doms in the Seattle club. All full of themselves. Rafe was all about consent and making sure she was comfortable.

“I’m only going to use feathers and my hands.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Can you close your eyes for me?”

She swallowed. “Yes, Sir.” Her lashes fell, and darkness descended. It wasn’t uncomfortable, just different. She couldn’t see, so instead, she concentrated on her hearing. The music playing in the background, the murmur of voices, the occasional swish of a flogger, the soft cry of a sub in pleasure.

“Someone is in their head.” His voice was soft as he touched her arms and placed them where he wanted them. His finger trailed down her arm to her palm and fingers, before it disappeared, only to reappear on her upper thigh. “Spread your legs a little, please.”

Brianna’s heart pounded harder as she slipped her legs apart. How far could this go?

“Perfect,” he said, before dropping a kiss on the small of her back.

It was then Brianna realized he hadn’t asked her to remove her clothes. That was a surprise. She fully expected him to. Anticipation hummed in her blood as she waited for his touch.

Something soft touched her shoulder, and she jumped.

“Easy,” Rafe whispered.

The softness trailed over her skin. Soft and silky was the only way she could describe it. He continued down her body and then slid it over her feet, and she giggled.

“Ticklish?” He twirled the feathers over the soles of feet.

“A bit, Sir.”

“Noted.” He shifted the feather, and now his fingers followed it up her body. His touch was light. Her nerves were alive with every swipe of the feather and then his touch. Inch by inch, she sank into the emotion, letting her mind go and just feeling.

* * * *

Rafe grinned when Brianna finally relaxed. She had been so tense, but now he saw her body sink into the soft leather of the table. He set the starburst feather tickler aside and picked up the Ostrich one.

The starburst was smaller and more concentrated. The Ostrich was softer and might be a little bit more ticklish, but he’d see. Brianna’s skin was creamy smooth, and he enjoyed the way it blushed beneath his touch.

Did she even realize her skin was flushing with arousal? He started with her shoulders again, and went up and down her body several times before he moved it up the inside of her legs to her inner thighs.

“Ohhh.” She shifted on the table.

“Tickle?”

“No, a different sensation, Sir.”

Every time she said Sir, his dick pulsed. Funny, he hadn’t reacted to a woman like this before. He’d had relationships in the past, long-term ones. Well, if a year or two was considered long-term.

Oddly, he’d even scened with a couple of the subs here in the club and never felt such a powerful attraction or need to be with them as he did with Brianna. It didn’t make sense. They’d just met each other.

He shook his head. He’d figure it out eventually, just like he did with fire. All it took was finding the patterns, seeing the movement, and other things. Tossing the feather tickler aside, he ran his palms over Brianna’s skin, loving the feel of it against his own.

Jordan waved at him. Damn, their time was almost up. He’d been lucky enough to be able to squeeze in between other scenes. Slowly, he wound down the scene, keeping his touch light and more infrequent until he stopped.

“Brianna.”

“Yeah.” Her voice was soft and dreamy. Oh yes, he’d helped her relax, totally and completely.

He smiled. “The scene is over.”

“Oh.” She didn’t move.

Jordan climbed onto the stage. “Give her a minute.”

Rafe nodded, put his toys into his bag, and took it back to his cubby by the bar. When he returned, Jordan was still standing there, and Brianna hadn’t moved.

“I don’t think she’s back with us yet,” Jordan commented.

“Subspace from light sensation play?” Rafe was surprised.

“Maybe. More like she’s so relaxed she doesn’t want to move.” Jordan looked from Brianna and back to him. “My suggestion is to cover her with a blanket, have her roll on her side, pick her up, and carry her over to the aftercare area. I can clean up the table for you.”

“Thanks.” It wasn’t as if Rafe didn’t know how to take care of a sub; he’d just never had one react like Brianna. Most would hop off the table within five minutes, telling him they were refreshed and happy.

“By the way, Logan and Ellie had to leave. Apparently, Ellie has a party tomorrow.”

Rafe nodded, grabbed a blanket, and shook it open. “Brianna. I’m going to lay a blanket over you, then I want you to roll onto your right side toward me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was still very soft.

He placed the blanket over her, and she did as he asked. Rafe bent his knees, put his arms under her, and lifted.

“Goodness,” she commented as she put an arm around his neck. “I’m too heavy.”

That was the second time she said something about being heavy. “You are perfect.” She was. She fit into his arms. With care, he maneuvered them off the small stage and into the aftercare area.

He sat down on a sofa with her in his arms, making sure her legs were resting on the cushions. Hannah, one of the subs, walked by. “Hannah, would you be able to grab me two bottles of water from the bar, please.”

“Of course, Sir.” Hannah moved across the room and back within a few minutes. “Here you go, Sir.” She set the bottles on the side table where he could reach them. “Noah loosened the tops already.”

“Thank you, Hannah. I appreciate you doing this.”

Hannah blushed and flittered away.

Rafe glanced at Brianna to see her eyes were open, and she was watching him.

“Hey, beautiful. How are you doing?”

“I feel like I’ve had a fully body massage, Sir.” Her voice was stronger now.

Interesting reaction. “Do you need some water?” Some subs were dehydrated after scenes.

“Yes, please, Sir.”

Always so polite. And while it was protocol, he couldn’t wait to see if he could make her less polite and even lose her cool. Grabbing one of the bottles, he twisted the lid off and carefully held it to her lips. She sat up a little bit, and lifted her hand to take the bottle.

He kept his hand on it just in case she had an issue. Not that he expected her to, but he was going to make sure she was taken care of.

“Thank you.” When she lowered the bottle, it was half gone. “I didn’t realize how thirsty I was, Sir.”

“Drop the Sir, for now.” He took the bottle from her, put the cap on, and set it back on the table. “Coming back into your body?”

“Yes. I’ve had full-body massages, but this felt so different.”

“How so?”

“It was more sensual. I’ve never relaxed that fast or hard. When you were done, I didn’t want to move.”

“I’m glad you felt that way.”

She smiled at him. “It was a surprise; that’s for sure. Especially when you picked me up. I didn’t expect that.”

“Any good Dom will take care of his sub.”

“Is that what I am? Your sub?”

“I would like you to be.” He wasn’t going to pressure her.

“I need to think on it.”

“Of course.”

“Are you always this agreeable?”

Rafe laughed. “Not always.”

“I don’t know what time it is.” She glanced around.

“No clocks in here,” he reminded her.

“I was looking for Ellie or Logan.”

“They left.” Her face fell. Her mouth opened then shut. “I suspect they saw us in the scene, plus Jordan told me Logan said something about a party Ellie is doing tomorrow.”

“Damn, that’s right.”

“I can drive you home if you wish, or I’ll find you a ride.”

“I would appreciate you giving me a ride home.”

“Thank you.” Her trust in him humbled him. “Let me know when you’re ready to go.”

She nodded and relaxed into his arms.

* * * *

It felt nice to be held in Rafe’s arms. Brianna was a little surprised that Ellie left without saying anything, but then, she’d been in a scene with Rafe. At first, she was a little hurt, but she trusted Ellie and Logan to know she would be safe with Rafe.

Not only that, she trusted him, as well. She’d better after that scene. Oh man, that scene. Her skin still tingled from the sensations he’d created with only feathers and his touch.

Brianna had never felt that way with any man, in or out of the lifestyle. Rafe’s touch heated her body and made her want things she’d never thought about. She shifted and yawned. It was getting late, and while she didn’t have work tomorrow, it was time to go home.

“I think it’s time to go.”

He nodded and lifted her as he stood. Damn, this man was strong. Rafe set her on her feet but kept his arm around her waist. “Is there anyone you need to say good-bye to?”

“I’m good.” She was just getting to know the other subs. Rafe guided her out of the club and to the ladies’ room. “Meet you here.”

She nodded and slipped into the bathroom. Thankfully, it was empty. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk with anyone, and she quickly pulled on her street clothes and grabbed her purse. Rafe was leaning against the wall when she walked out.

Damn, he’d put on a t-shirt that molded to those muscles of his. He held a black bag in his hand.

“I hope you weren’t waiting long.”

“No. Max wanted to chat for a minute.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Fine.” Rafe took her by the elbow and escorted her out to the parking lot. He led her over to a deep maroon-colored SUV. A big one.

She shook her head.

“What?” he asked.

“What is it with men and huge SUVs?”

“Probably because we are always hauling stuff around for parties, camping, and other things.” He tossed his bag in the back, then opened the passenger door. “Plus, we get to do this.” He grasped her by the waist and lifted her into the vehicle.

Brianna giggled. “I never thought of that.” She fastened her seatbelt after he shut the door.

“Where do you live?” he asked.

She gave him the address and fell silent. It was a comfortable silence, something she hadn’t experienced with a man in a while. When he pulled up in front of her apartment building, she reached for the door handle.

“Stay there,” he ordered and climbed out. She gave him a hard stare when he opened her door, put his hands on her waist, and helped her out of his vehicle. “I didn’t mean my words to be so brisk.”

“Okay.” Her ire fled.

He kept his arm around her waist as he guided her to the front of the building. Brianna pulled out her keys and unlocked the common door. “Thank you for tonight.”

“Please allow me to escort you to your apartment.”

“All right.” She really didn’t need an escort, but he’d asked rather than ordered. They made their way down the hall. Her apartment was the last one, next to the emergency exit.

“Thank you again,” she said after opening her door.

“May I have your number?”

Another ask. “Sure. It’s...” She rattled off her number. A minute later, her cell rang inside her purse.

“Now, you have mine.” He put his phone back in his pocket. “If you start feeling teary or sad, please call me. It can happen after a scene.”

“I will.” She didn’t think she’d gone into subspace, so she didn’t expect it to happen. She glanced up at him, and he was watching her.

“I’m going to kiss you now.” He waited a second before he lowered his head. His lips brushed against hers. Soft and sweet, once then twice before he lifted his head. “Good night, Brianna. Go inside and lock the door behind you.”

“Night, Rafe.” She slipped inside, shut and locked the door. His kiss had been nice and gentle. She hadn’t been expecting that.

With a sigh, she pushed away from the door and made her way into her bedroom. She’d dream about that kiss and his touch. Undressing and doing her nightly routine, her mind wandered over the night’s activities.

She and Rafe fit. That was all she could think about. They’d hit it off, and he’d been able to get her to relax. It had been nice.

Brianna crawled into bed and laid there. Sleep was a long time coming, and when she did finally fall asleep, she dreamed of Rafe.