Table of Contents

  Hot for You

  Publication Information

  Hot for You

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Also Available

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  Thank You

  Hot for You

  Club Crave #4

  by

  Marie Tuhart

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

  Hot for You

  COPYRIGHT © 2019 by Marie Tuhart

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  Publishing History

  First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2019

  Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-3054-9

  Published in the United States of America

  Hot for You

  Aaron Evans parked his SUV and turned to his wife, Olivia. Her red hair was piled high on top of her head. Her white corset contrasted with her tan skin, and the minuscule, black skirt showed off her toned legs.

  “You’re fucking sexy,” Aaron said.

  She turned her head and smiled; his cock jerked. “Thank you, lover.”

  He stepped out of the car then helped Olivia out. He slipped her arm through his, and they walked into the club. “I wonder what Master Jason has in store for us tonight?”

  “Game night is always interesting and fun.”

  “Yes, my darling, it is. How are you feeling tonight?” Aaron was very conscious of Olivia’s wants and needs, but he never pushed her too far.

  “I’ll be fine, lover. You know my hard limits, not that there are a lot of them.”

  They made their way inside the club, and Aaron was surprised to see his friends already there. He glanced at his watch. Five to eight. They weren’t late.

  “Is it okay if I go visit with the girls, Sir?”

  Aaron glanced over to see Rachel, Paige and Anna across the room, huddled together. “Go.”

  Olivia stood on her toes and pressed a kiss against his cheek before making her way across the room. He sauntered over to his friends.

  Tanner was clasping Chris on the shoulder.

  “Finally,” Boyd said, his dark-brown eyes alight with mischief.

  Aaron smiled at Chris. “We’re on time.”

  “So what do you think Master Jason has planned for tonight?” Chris asked.

  “It’s anyone’s guess,” Aaron said, looking over each Dom. He’d taken the three of them under his wing when they had showed up at the club. Each man was different, yet they all meshed together.

  “Whatever it is, it should be fun,” Boyd said.

  “Tanner, dude, you there?” Chris asked.

  “Huh...yeah, a little distracted tonight,” Tanner said, turning back to them. “Chris, what’s with you and Anna? It’s been a month since the breakup.”

  “Yeah, making a move on her tonight?” Boyd asked.

  “I’m working on it,” he said.

  Aaron let the conversation drift over him. These men were his friends inside and outside the club. But tonight, he too was distracted by his own excitement of what the night would bring.

  ****

  Olivia crossed the room to the other subs. The four women had become fast friends from the first day together in the club. While Olivia had the most experience, she enjoyed being with them and mentoring them when needed.

  “What’s going on with you and Chris? I heard he broke up with his long-term girlfriend?” Paige asked Anna.

  “Yeah, about a month ago,” Anna replied.

  That was news. Anna hadn’t said anything when they’d all gone to lunch the other day. “So does that mean you two will be getting together?” Olivia asked.

  “Olivia.” Anna gave her a hug. “We haven’t really talked about it. It’s too soon, you know?”

  Olivia fought against frowning. She had to remember these women had different relationships with their men than she did with Aaron. “Is everyone excited about game night?” Olivia asked, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear.

  “It should be fun,” Rachel said.

  “I wonder what Master Jason has planned for tonight,” Anna said.

  But Paige just shrugged her shoulders.

  The women crowded around her. “What’s going on, Paige?” Olivia asked. It wasn’t like Paige not to be excited.

  Tears filled Paige’s eyes, and Olivia went into momma mode. She slid closer to her and rubbed her shoulder. “We’re all friends,” Olivia whispered so only Paige could hear.

  “I’ll be fine.” Paige shook her head and tugged at her skirt.

  Olivia took in the outfit. Not Paige’s normal style, but she looked good in it. Could that be why she was uncomfortable?

  A bell sounded, and Master Jason took to the small stage. The room went quiet.

  “Good evening, friends, welcome to game night. You are the first fifteen couples who RSVP’d to the event.” Master Jason’s voice was loud and cheerful. “Tonight’s game comes with a twist.” He lifted a shoe size box and shook it. “Inside this box are different pieces of paper with your tasks for the game. All the items you will need to play tonight will be provided. The normal club safewords apply. Have an issue with the task? See me once everyone has chosen.”

  Olivia’s anticipation ramped up. What kind of task would Aaron pull? Knowing Master Jason, it could be anything.

  “Dom Chris, you are first.”

  One by one, her friend’s Doms went up, pulled their task, and then collected their woman. When Tanner looked over at them, Olivia tugged at her own shirt, hoping to give him an indication of what might be bothering Paige. He nodded before they went up the stairs.

  “Dom Aaron.”

  Olivia’s blood heated as she watched her man go up to Master Jason and pull their task out of the box. Aaron read it then motioned to Master Jason. Olivia frowned. What had he pulled that would force him to talk to Master Jason?

  She shifted from one foot to the other as the men talked, and then, the DM was called over. Apprehension overtook the excitement coursing through her body. The three men talked then broke apart.

  Aaron turned, and their gazes met. Desire burned hot in his blue eyes.

  Heat enveloped her. Whatever their task was, Aaron was ready. He crossed the room, led her to the stairs, and guided her up them. They stopped outside room number ten.

  “Tonight, my love, I’m going to push your boundaries a bit. Safewords apply. And always remember, I love you.”

  Her heart swelled. “I love you, too.” Whatever tonight held, she had a feeling their relationship would deepen.

  Aaron turned the knob and pushed open the door. She was surprised at how relatively empty the room was. As usual, there was a bed, dresser, and chest filled with toys, floggers, and other assorted items. A spanking horse and a massage table were in the middle of the room with plastic sheeting beneath them both. The large, side table sitting between the two pieces of equipment also had plastic underneath.

  “Aa— Sir?” She remembered at the last second to call him Sir.

  “Tonight, my love, we’re going to play with wax.”

  Olivia froze. Wax. That meant scalding heat on her skin. Anything with fire made her uneasy, and he needed fire to melt wax. A shiver racked her frame.

  Aaron placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him. “My love.” He cupped her chin. “I promise you I will take great care with you. Are you willing to try with me?”

  The hope and desire in his eyes had her swallowing. She trusted Aaron more than anyone else. “Yes, Sir.” Her voice was shaky.

  “I will go slow, and you can stop me anytime.”

  “Yes, Sir.” He was right. All she had to do was say her safeword, and he’d stop. She took a deep breath. She’d been reading about wax play for a while now, knowing he wanted to try it. But doing it was different from reading about it.

  “First, let’s get you into the right head space.” He glanced around the room. “Undress and get into position on the spanking horse.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She undressed, placed her folded clothes on the chair, and knelt on the spanking horse. The cool leather caressed her skin as she bent over, letting her torso rest the upper part of the horse, her ass slightly raised.

  Olivia turned her head and watched Aaron pull out a paddle and flogger. Her pussy clenched. A good flogging always made her hot and needy.

  Aaron turned and grinned at her. “Behave, my pet.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She turned her head and stared at the floor. Aaron wasn’t strict with her, but if he didn’t want her watching, she wouldn’t.

  Instead, she concentrated on her breathing and listened to the whoosh of the flogger being swung through the air. He was practicing his technique. Her lips turned up. Aaron was a perfectionist. A dull thud came next; he’d dropped the flogger onto the table next to the spanking bench.

  Anticipation created a tickle over her skin. The first swat to her ass startled her. It was harder than he usually used on the first blow, but the sting from his hand turned into delicious heat.

  Three more swats, and he ran his palms over her ass. “So warm. Let’s see if I can make it hot.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Olivia rested her forehead against the leather and took a deep breath. A slight whoosh met her ears then the paddle hit her ass. Her ass tightened as the pain turned to excited tingles spreading beneath her skin.

  The next swat sent hot sparks of pleasure along her nerves. Her pussy clenched, and her nipples ached. There were six more swats, each one sending her higher and higher. When he stopped, her pussy was wet, and her clit throbbed.

  “How is my pet doing?” His voice was rough with need.

  “Fine, Sir.”

  “Let me see.” His palms were cold against her hot ass; his fingers slid between her legs and found her pussy. “Nice and wet.” He stroked her outer lips, not touching her clit before withdrawing.

  She bit her lip not to call him back, to beg him to touch her clit. He wouldn’t like that if she did it. Her breath hiccupped in and out as she waited.

  The quietness in the room heightened her anticipation. A whoosh reached her ears, and then the sting of a hundred nips on her ass. He was using a different flogger. Before she could figure out which one, the sting turned into tendrils of pleasure flowing through her body.

  Six swats to the ass, then more to her upper thighs where her ass and legs met, then back to her ass. He’d pause every six to eight hits to rub the area where he was flogging. Olivia caught her breath each time he stopped.

  Her clit was on fire, her nipples were so tight from need they hurt, and she wanted him to take her. To fuck her hard and fast. “Please, Sir,” she whispered.

  “Please what, my pet?”

  “I need you, Sir.”

  “Your ass is nice and red. Hot to the touch.” His palms ran over her ass again.

  She squirmed under his touch. She wanted...no, needed…so much more. His fingers slipped down, and she held her breath only to let it out on a moan as he pushed two fingers into her wet slit. Her pussy clenched, trying to pull his fingers farther into her.

  “You’re soaking,” he murmured as he pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy.

  “Of course, Sir.” She grinned. He was perfectly aware how wet she got from a good flogging.

  “Behave, pet.” He swatted her ass, and she let out a whimper.

  Her ass was sensitive, and his swat increased the heat filling her veins as well as her need. Aaron continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. Her inner muscles clenched, her clit throbbed, and her stomach tightened.

  “Sir, I’m going to come.”

  “No, you are not.” His fingers slid out of her with a wet pop.

  She let out a groan. “Please, Sir.”

  Oh God, he couldn’t leave her like this. Her right hand twitched from where it rested on the spanking horse. It wouldn’t take much for her to come, just a stroke or two.

  “Don’t even think about it.” Another swat was administered to her ass.

  Olivia closed her eyes and fought to control her breathing. In through the nose, out through the mouth, she told herself. After several minutes, her body calmed down. Her clit and nipples still throbbed, but she was more in control now.

  “Good job, pet.” Aaron kissed up her spine. “Are you able to get up?”

  “I think so, Sir.” She straightened her arms and lifted her torso until she was on her knees.

  Aaron was right there, his hand at her elbow, helping her to her feet then holding her until she was steady. Her legs were a little shaky, but nothing she couldn’t handle.

  The table next to the spanking horse was empty, he’d put away everything already. Were they done for tonight?

  “Are you ready to try wax play?”

  She sucked in a breath. Her body vibrated with unfilled need. She glanced up into Aaron’s blue eyes. So much shone in his crystal-blue eyes—a desire, need, want, and most of all love.

  “Let’s try, Sir.”

  He brushed a kiss over her lips. “Place yourself face down on the massage table.”

  Olivia nodded and climbed onto the massage table. She placed her face in the donut hole, positioned her arms at her side, and waited.

  “You may watch what I’m doing.”

  She lifted her head and folded her arms so she could rest her head on them and watch him.

  Aaron lined up candles on top of the dresser, several cloths, and a bottle of what looked like massage oil. He pulled out several of other items and carried them over to the table. He set down candles, lighter, cloths, a butter knife, and first aid kit on the table.

  He picked up a small bucket from beside the dresser and took it into the bathroom along with the cloths. Water was turned on and then off. He placed the now half-full bucket next to the table, and set another small bucket and the cloths on the table.

  “Water, Sir?”

  “Safety first.” He ran his fingers over her cheek before going back to the dresser and lighting several of the candles still sitting there. Then he dimmed the lights in the room and lit the candles on the table before going over to the built-in sound system. Music started—soulful, instrumental music that caressed her nerves and slowed her pounding heart.

  “You’re eyes are wide. Does this frighten you so much?” His fingers trailed over her cheek, leaving a path of warmth.

  “A little, Sir. But I’m willing to try.”

  “I know you are, my pet.” He leaned down and brushed a kiss over the side of her mouth. “Put your arms to your sides.”

  Olivia took a deep breath, put her head back in the donut, and stretched her arms out along her sides. She fought to control her breathing as the click of the lighter reached her ears.

  She waited for the first drop of wax, anticipating a possible burning sensation. Aaron touched her back with his fingers, and she jumped.

  “Easy, my pet.” His palms caressed her shoulders, and the scent of almond oil filled the air. “Just some oil for your skin. It will help so you don’t feel the intense heat and make it easier for me to get the wax off.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Olivia forced herself to relax.

  Aaron massaging the oil into her skin helped. Inch by inch, her muscles grew lax, her eyes closed, and her breathing evened out. When he massaged the oil over her ass, she took a deep breath. Her ass was sore, but in a good way. Tomorrow, she’d feel that flogging to remind her of his dominance over her, and the thought made her nerves dance.

  She’d love it if he would massage her all night. A grin overtook her lips. Not tonight. Tonight was game night. His touch left her, and she instinctively stiffened.

  “Pet.” His voice was soft. “You know I will take care of you.”

  “Of course, Sir.”

  “Good. I will say again, if you don’t like this, say your safeword. I will understand.”

  “Yes, Sir.” When they had first started playing together, she would safeword out, and he’d always stopped. There were times he had stopped without her saying a word, aware from her reactions she was not having a good time or enjoying it. Each time, they would talk about what had happened and then decide to either give it a go later or to leave it off their play list.

  Olivia took in a deep breath through her nose and let it out through her mouth. Something warm hit her shoulder blade. “Oooh.” It didn’t burn. It was warm, but not hot.

  Aaron’s fingers smoothed over the spot. “How was that, pet?”

  “Okay, Sir.” She didn’t know what else to say. She was still processing the sensations—the hot tingles to the warm feelings spreading through her limbs.

  “Then I’ll keep going.”

  She was a little more prepared for the next drop of wax. This one was hotter, but tolerable. Tingles flowed through her skin, making her shiver with pleasure.

  ****

  Aaron shifted his stance as he watched Olivia closely. Her body was flushed from the flogging as well as the hot wax. He was being extremely careful with the wax. He tested it on his arm before dropping some on Olivia.

  He also made sure to drop the wax from a good distance, giving it more time to cool before it hit her skin. That meant more splash, but that’s why he’d worn the pants he did tonight. If they got ruined, he didn’t care.

  Another shiver went through her body, the ripples visible. He’d hoped this would arouse her, and the wax was doing its job. There were ten little pink dots on her flushed skin. He set the candle aside and picked up the butter knife.

 

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