The Silken Edge (Silken Edge 1) (13 page)

Kristy sat wordless and stared at him in disbelief.

“You do submissive well, he likes you, and I know you like him. You guys would be a perfect fit. Kristy, all you have to do is go to him. Tell him you want to give it a try. There isn’t a better guy out there for you. Except me, of course.” He chuckled and gave her a wink.

They sat knee to knee. She took a deep breath. “First, now that I think about it, I’m thankful you can’t tell Jake about us in here. I don’t want him to know. Second, I don’t consider you a stranger, I feel comfortable around you for some reason. I feel I can talk to you about anything.”

“You can.”

“Third, I don’t know about Jake. I mean, I do like him, and damn, his body, it’s to die for. Then there’s the simple fact that he can make me come without even touching me—“

“TMI Kristy. I don’t need to hear about my buddy’s body, and what it does for you.” Jonathan put his fingers in his ears. “La, la, la. I can’t hear you.”

Kristy lifted her palm and play-smacked his arm.

In a nanosecond Jonathan grabbed her wrist and Master Jonathan had returned with a hard glare on his face. “What did I say about smacking?”

She bowed her head. “That you’re the one who does the smacking around here. Sorry, Sir.”

Jonathan lifted her chin. “It’s okay, session's over. I’m just Jonathan now, your friend. But, I
don’t
like to be hit.” His voice was gentle but held a firm warning.

“Okay,” she whispered.

“So, everything you said about Jake sounds positive. What’s the problem?”

Kristy looked into his eyes, and quietly said, “The age difference.”

“How many times do I have to tell you? It. Doesn’t. Matter.”

“For me it does.”

“Why? Explain it to me, because I don’t get it. Two people like each other it’s as simple as that.”

“No, it’s not. What happens if we stay together? He will be in his fifties when I am seventy. Just say we fall in love, get married, and all that crap. And what about kids? The age difference is too much.”

Jonathan’s eyes lit in amusement, and his mouth soon followed suit, pulling up at the corners. “Kids? You’ve really thought this through haven’t you?”

She shook her head, giving in to him instead of smacking his arm like she wanted to. “Yes, I have. I like him, too.
A lot.
”

“Looks like you have more thinking to do. Hope I’ve helped, though. Hey, let’s get out of here and get a bite to eat.”

“I’d like that, but first I want to see what this invitation only show is all about?”

Jonathan gave her a wicked grin. “You sure?”

***

Jake headed down the hall to get some supplies. As he passed it, the door to Room Four swung open. It startled him; no one was supposed to be there. He looked down into Kristy’s eyes.
What the fuck?

Behind her his long-time friend looked lovingly at the woman he wanted. He halted in his footsteps when Jonathan’s eyes met his. Jonathan's face paled. “Hey, man I didn’t know you were gonna be here tonight.”

Jake's gaze went from Jonathan to Kristy. “Apparently not.” Jake shook his head and continued down the hall.

“Hey, Jake. Wait up!” Jake heard footsteps from behind. He swung around real quick. There was rage building up from his center core and he wanted to release it on his best friend's face. After the shock of seeing Kristy, he realized why they were leaving Room Four. Kristy requested Jonathan. It hit him like a brick.

He gritted his teeth and made tight fists with his hands trying to control himself. “What!”

“I—I want to talk to you. About this, about her.” He turned around and saw Kristy down the hall with a shocked look on her face.

“I don’t have time. I have a show to do.”

“Thought Frank was performing.”

“Frank called in sick…I really don’t have time for this shit!”

Jonathan stepped back with his hands in the air, surrendering. Jake spun around and went into Room Ten, slamming the door behind him.
That fucker. He knows how I feel about her. How could he? What the hell is going on between them?

He chose a rubbe
r flogger hanging from the wall, one that he knew his bottom would enjoy. After taking a deep breath, he headed back out of the door. To his relief the hall was clear, and he tried to shake off what he'd just seen to ready himself for the performance.

The opposite end of the hall emptied into a larger room. Tables and chairs were set up around a stage. The turnout was much larger than expected. Standing room only. He made his way to center stage where a woman lay in restraints folded over a spanking horse with her lace clad ass in the air.

Leaning down to the waiting woman, he asked, “Ready?”

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed. He rose and caressed her long brown hair. Sounds of enthusiasm came from the crowd.

The woman’s hair cascaded down obstructing the view of her face. Jake wasn’t in the mood, but the room filled with expecting people. “Showtime,” he muttered to himself. He pressed his eyes closed and pictured the woman as none other than Kristy. The sub’s brown hair and skin coloring wasn’t far off from hers.

At first, rubbing her ass felt wrong, and then he allowed the visions of Kristy that he’d been holding back to flood through his mind. It was then that flogging the woman became his mission. He flogged her softly for a few strokes and then increased the tempo. With that, the sub moaned. “Color?” he demanded from her.

“Green, Sir. Ooh, green. More please?”

Kristy on the hip adductor machine flitted through his mind, and his dick suddenly throbbed at the thought. He was so into the scene he barely registered there were other people in the room.

The sub’s moans grew louder and louder. His dick throbbed harder. He wanted to explode right there, but something unnerving prevented it from happening. He felt euphoric, powerful, and almost on the verge of being out of control. The level of command spiraled with every passing moment. The adrenaline rush he experienced scared him and he knew he needed to stop before it was too late.

***

Despite the fact that Jake was the one performing, Kristy’s curiosity combined with jealousy prompted her to see the show after their rather uncomfortable run-in.

She and Jonathan tucked themselves away in a far corner out of sight. The room’s lighting was soft and inviting, but dim enough that she felt she could hide from Jake's eyes.

“This is a performance, not a demonstration tonight. They do different things to mix it up and keep the clientele happy. The owner, Master Kyle, insists on this club being different from the rest. Tonight they have Jake paired up with Sarae who is notorious for loving the pain brought on by rubber floggers. Those things hurt.” He winced.

Watching the session was like nothing she could’ve imagined, an intense edge-of-your-seat erotic experience. Her libido cranked up seeing Jake so powerful in front of a large group of people. She couldn’t help but wish it was her on the stage with him.

As the scene progressed, the room quieted and nothing could be heard but the thwack of the flogger on the bottom’s ass, and the woman panting in time with Jake’s heavy breathing.

She looked up at Jonathan’s face and saw something she wasn’t sure she understood.
Awe?
She nudged his arm to get his attention. “Jonathan?” she whispered.

“Huh?” he responded quietly, without taking his eyes off the activities on the stage.

“It’s so intense, is this normal?” She returned her eyes to Jake knowing Jonathan probably wasn’t going to look at her again.

“No, Kristy. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

She gasped. “Oh.” A few people jerked their heads in her direction. They didn’t look happy. “Sorry,” she mouthed.

As the sub moaned louder, Jonathan pulled Kristy to the door. They didn’t leave, but he kept looking at his best friend, concern now furrowing his brows. “Are you feeling okay?" Jonathan whispered. "I mean, can you get yourself home okay? This is going to end soon and I want to talk to Jake.”

“Sure, I’m fine. Really. I can call and let Stan know I made it home safe. You can check with him in about twenty minutes.”

“Okay.” He put his arms around her body and gave her a squeeze.

They looked away from one another and back toward the stage. The sub let out a loud, pleasurable scream, and Jake dropped the flogger looking up in their direction. It didn’t appear he could see them, or anyone for that matter. When the flogger hit the floor, Jake half collapsed on the sub, panting out of control.

“Shit! I gotta go,” Jonathan said, and ran off toward the stage.

Kristy stood there dumbstruck. No one else in the room moved. Jonathan slowed when he approached Jake and slid him off the sub who still panted heavily. Jake turned and dropped to his knees behind the spanking horse out of sight, and Jonathan knelt down with him. Someone else ran up on the stage to attend to the woman, unbuckling her restraints, and softly rubbing her bottom.

Kristy heard chatter starting up around the room, and then felt someone’s hand on her lower back escorting her from the room. Everyone was being asked to leave.

On autopilot, she headed home. She’d been so dazed from the evening’s events that after arriving home, she couldn’t remember how exactly she got there. Standing in the hallway between her apartment and Jake's, she decided not to go home right away. She walked over to Jakes special gym and sat up against the door.

Footsteps echoed up the stairs. Kristy froze. Roxi’s head appeared and her eyes narrowed. When she cleared the landing, she walked right over and looked down, looming over Kristy with a hand on her hip.

“What are you doing sitting in front of my brother’s freak room?”

Two things had to register; one, Roxi was Jake’s sister. And two, his sister knew about his special gym. Kristy blinked up at the woman.

“Well? I asked you a question.” Her tone loud and protective.

“I—I went to the club tonight. I want to check on him and make sure he’s all right.”

“You were there?” She asked without pretense. “Jonathan called and said it was intense. He’s with him now.”

“That’s the first time I’ve ever watched a scene.”

“Oh, wow…so you’re a member there, now?” She put her hands out in front of her waving them around. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer. I do part time work there when I’m in town for a few extra bucks. Nothing like you might be thinking, not that the lifestyle is wrong. If that’s what you’re into, I mean no disrespect. It’s just not for me. I love my brother so I accept who he is." She nodded toward the door. “And this world is a big part of his life.”

“I don’t mind saying I’m a member. I signed up tonight.” Her brain was still trying to wrap around the idea that Roxi was his sister. “So, sister, huh?”

“Yeah, did you think otherwise?” She grinned at Kristy, probably already knowing the answer. Kristy felt her cheeks redden. “Don’t worry about it. We don’t look alike, and believe it or not, we’re twins. The fraternal type.”

Kristy chuckled and shook her head. “I thought you might be a girlfriend or something.”

“Yeah, I figured as much with the way you glared at me downstairs today.” She smiled down at Kristy. “Sorry, it’s late and I’m tired. It was nice to talk to you, and I’d really like to get to know you better if that’s all right.”

“Sure, I’d like that, too.”

Roxi walked to Jake's door and stuck the key in the doorknob, but before she opened it, she said, “You know, I don’t ever get involved in my brother’s personal life, but I have to tell you. He likes you a lot.”

“So I’ve heard.”

After an hour, Kristy’s butt numbed from sitting on the hard, cold floor and she retired for the night.

Showered and dressed the next morning, Kristy headed out to get some breakfast from the local bakery. She didn’t feel like cooking or eating cold cereal. She wasn’t even sure if she was hungry, but couldn’t sit around her apartment all morning.

She almost jumped out of her skin when she opened her door and saw Roxi standing there. “Oh, shit! You scared me.”

“Sorry, you got me, too.” Roxi’s hand covered her mouth. “I wanted to see if we could do lunch today. Unless you work on the weekend or something.”

“I don’t work today. Lunch doesn’t work for me, though, but I will be down in the gym later this evening. We could workout, then maybe head up here after and chat.”

“That sounds like fun. I haven’t had girl time in a long time. I travel too much, and most of my close friends are guys, anyway. It’s depressing sometimes.” Roxi ran her hand through her shoulder length brown hair. Kristy noticed the hair color and her eyes were the same as Jake's, but nothing else bore a resemblance.

“I can only imagine.” They both laughed genuine laughter. “Hey, how’s Jake?”

“I really don’t know. He stayed with Jonathan last night. In fact, they should be here any minute.” Roxi raised a thumb over her shoulder pointing at the stairwell.