Theirs (Possession #2)

7. Camila

7

Camila

M y palms were sweaty as Luke led me to the curtain. I don’t know what I expected to see, but I hoped it was not like the porn I had seen online. Luke assured me that this would be different, but he didn’t say how and that worried me.

Luke flashed our cards to the man standing at the curtain. He pulled the fabric back allowing us through. It was dark, and it took my eyes a moment to adjust, the only light in the hall was at the very end. We walked to the light, looking on either side of us, but there was nothing but darkness. Whatever this was, it seemed the only room that was in use was the one Genevieve was using.

“Is this similar to what you saw with Vincent?” I filled the silence because I talked when I got nervous.

“Yes, except every room was in use and it was…” He took a deep breath. “It was almost overwhelming until I saw a woman and her submissive.”

“What did you feel when you saw them?” I squeezed his hand.

“I was confused at first. Seeing her spank him while he moaned felt like an oxymoron,” he said, stopping before we arrived at the window. “Then I was so hard that for a moment I was lost in them and it wasn’t until Vincent touched my shoulder did I realize where the hell I was. It wasn’t just spanking, but the way she cared for him, my reaction was visceral. I want… no, needed to try it.”

I shivered from his tone and the look on his face. His breathing had changed, his eyes had darkened as his hand rested on my hips, pulling me close to him. His cock was hard.

“I don’t even know if I’m going to like it, but thank you for listening and not judging,” he said softly.

“I know we've had a challenging few years. I meant what I said, that I was all in and I wanted to try and make us better,” I said, cupping his face. “Come on, let's go see what our sexy instructor is going to show us.”

He kissed me softly.

“Let’s go see,” he said, kissing my forehead.

As we walked into the light, butterflies erupted in my stomach. I was not prepared for what I saw. Genevieve had a man and a woman kneeling on the floor side by side completely naked. She was in some leathery lingerie looking like the seductress she was. Arousal hit me hard.

“Fuck,” Luke said by me, tightening his grip on my hand.

Genevieve walked around them, touching their face and hair. She looked at them like they were her whole world. It was intimate and not at all what I was expecting.

She walked away, grabbing something off the wall and walked back to them glancing at the window that separated us. I didn’t know if she could see us and if I wanted her to see us. She smirked before going back to the man and woman.

Her lips moved, it was too low for me to hear anything. They got up, moved over to the bed. The man laid down first with his head at the foot of the bed. The woman climbed over him with her pussy right over his face. They stayed still waiting on her command. Genevieve looked at them passively until the woman began to squirm.

The entire scene was erotic and they hadn’t even had sex yet. Footsteps came down the hall as another couple came to watch the show. Luke pulled me in front of him, his hard cock was at my lower back and I pushed my hand in between us grabbing his hard cock, stroking him up and down.

“Camila,” he clipped.

I kept stroking him lightly as the scene played out in front of us. The man licked the woman's pussy as the woman took his cock in her mouth. They pleasured each other as Genevieve watched. This was not what I was expecting until Genevieve spanked the woman with a long stick looking thing.

The woman gasped, going back to sucking the man's cock. She spanked her a few more times until the woman's ass was bright red. Every hit made her cry out more, pushing her pussy against the man's mouth. Genevieve would praise her and occasionally told her they were not allowed to come.

Luke laid his hands on my hips, thrusting ever so slightly into my hand that was still stroking him. His breathing was getting heavier as Genevieve inserted a toy in the man and woman's ass. She held a tiny remote in her hand and when she hit it, they groaned.

Luke was breathing heavier, thrusting into my hand harder. He kissed my neck, grabbing my breast in his large hand. I almost forgot the other couple that was in the hall with us, but they were so focused on what was going on in the room they paid us no attention. The thought of them watching us or getting caught thrilled me.

I wanted to keep watching and learning, but I was too turned on. Genevieve rearranged them so her and the woman were on top of the man. The woman rode the man's cock and Genevieve sat on his face facing us. She rolled her hips over the man’s mouth, occasionally touching the remote.

My breath caught as Luke groaned and I didn’t know how much longer we could stay here without fucking. Genevieve pulled the woman in for a kiss and they looked like they were devouring each other. I pictured her and I in the same position with Luke underneath us and I whined. The daydream was so real that I would have given anything in that moment to experience it.

What would it be like if I watched them together? My pussy clenched in arousal at the thought of watching Genevieve and Luke. What if we were all together like the couple she had in the room?

“Take me home,” I whimpered.

My entire body felt sensitive, my clothes were too tight and I was wound so tightly I desperately needed a release. Luke grunted, taking a deep breath. Genevieve looked up at us, her face full of pleasure. I laid my hand on the glass before Luke grabbed my hand dragging me out of the hallway.

“Home or the room here?” he growled as we exited.

“Home,” I said as we weaved in and out of the club.

Luke was walking so fast that I was almost running behind him. If it were any other time, I would have been pissed, but we needed to get home now. When we got to our car, I pulled him in for a kiss trying to put out the heat building in me.

“Take me home and fuck me,” I said against his mouth.

Luke opened my door, helped me in, closed my door and walked to his side. He started the car and fuck he looked so sexy driving, I didn’t know what happened in that hallway that made me so horny. I was so close to saying ‘fuck it’ and sitting on his lap and fucking him as he drove us home.

It was at least a ten-minute drive home and I needed some relief now. I almost regretted going home, but I wasn’t comfortable using the room there. Maybe one day. I spread my legs open pushing my skirt up.

“What are you doing?” Luke’s voice was deep.

“I can’t wait,” I said, pulling down my thong.

“Hermosa, don’t,” he whispered, sounding like he was in pain.

“Hurry,” I mewled, circling my clit, feeling a spark of arousal shoot through me.

“Camila,” Luke snapped, and I couldn’t care less.

I circled my clit over and over again, looking over at Luke with his jaw clenched tightly and one hand on the steering wheel clenched so hard that his knuckles were white. Dammit, why did he look so sexy driving?

My breathing came quicker and I was on the cusp of my orgasm when we drove into the parking lot. Luke grabbed my hand pulling me away from my impending orgasm.

“NO!” I whined when he didn’t let go of my hand.

He parked quickly going to my side of the car pulling me out of the car and throwing me over his shoulder. I squealed when I felt the cool air on my ass as he walked to the elevator.

“Luke, someone is going to see my ass,” I said, trying to look around for people and that thrill of being seen, shot through me.

“Then you should have not teased me in the car,” he growled, slapping my ass.

I moaned, needing so much more. We made it into the elevator without seeing anyone. Once the doors closed, he pushed me against the wall, and kissed me with such intensity my toes curled. I wrapped my legs around his waist above his ass and when we arrived at our floor, I was grateful there was no one in sight. It took him a minute to open the door, but he refused to stop kissing me.

He stumbled into the condo, pushing me up against the wall. I unbuckled his pants as he walked into our living room.

“Fuck the bedroom,” I said, in between kisses.

Luke sat down in the closest piece of furniture to us. We struggled to get his pants down and his shirt open. In my mind I had attempted to be dominant, but all I cared about was us getting our release. When his pants were down enough, I grabbed his cock, sinking down on it quickly. There was a little pain, but a few more thrusts and it all melted into pleasure.

Luke leaned back, letting me fuck him. My hips rolled in a fast rhythm over his cock. He tried to control the pace, but I didn’t let him.

“Hold on, pretty boy, and enjoy the ride,” I moaned.

My orgasm was so close that all it took was a few more rolls of my hips before my orgasm slammed into me. Luke pulled me forward as he fucked me through my orgasm, chasing his own release. He groaned when he emptied himself in me and I felt his hands squeezing my hips painfully.

I laid on his chest out of breath, almost drifting off to sleep, but the thought of Genevieve came to mind. Our sex life was always great, but now that I had seen what it could be, maybe I just needed some lessons from Genevieve. Seeing her in action was erotic, and I always did learn better when someone showed me how to do it.

A flash of my earlier daydream hit me. I didn’t know what to make of it, but I knew I needed to start somewhere. Maybe this was a bad idea, but it wouldn’t hurt to talk to her, and I didn’t know if I was ready to admit out loud what I was thinking about. It wouldn’t hurt to email her, right?