Page 14 of At Her Service (Club Velvet #2)

CHAPTER 14

A bby slammed the drawer shut behind her. “I, um…”

But what could she say? She’d been caught red-handed. And Valerie’s icy expression made one thing clear—she was furious.

Abby swallowed. Was she about to get fired? She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. As Valerie stepped into the room, heels clicking on the marble floors, Abby’s pulse surged.

“Well?” Valerie stopped before her, her penetrating gaze freezing her in place. “I asked you a question. What are you doing in here?”

Abby lowered her eyes, every inch of her skin alight. Even now, her body betrayed how much she wanted Valerie. “I’m sorry! I was looking for the script in your study, but I couldn’t find it. Then I saw the books on your shelf, and I…”

Abby glanced up at Valerie. Her expression was still hard as stone, the fire in her eyes blazing even hotter. But as Abby met her gaze, her stomach fluttered. It wasn’t anger in Valerie’s eyes. No, it was something else entirely.

It was desire .

“Where’s…” Abby’s voice quavered. “Where’s Hazel?”

“Asleep. She won’t be disturbing us. It’s just you and me.” Valerie ran her hand along the top of the chest of drawers next to Abby. “So now you see why I keep my study locked. It’s to keep this room hidden from prying eyes. Yet here we are.”

Valerie took another step toward her, leaving barely a foot between them. Abby trembled, transfixed by her plump red lips, the scent of her hair, the heat of her body.

“Valerie…” But she could barely breathe, let alone speak. It was taking all of her willpower to keep herself from falling to pieces.

Until Valerie whispered a single word.

“Kneel.”

And Abby lost herself completely.

Her mind went blank as she fell to her knees, her hands on her thighs and her eyes downcast. Heat rose through her body. She’d obeyed without hesitation, as if it were a reflex. No, it was something even deeper. It was instinct.

Above her, Valerie let out a satisfied murmur. “So eager to obey. I’m not surprised. I could tell from the moment we met that you’re in dire need of a Mistress. And I see it now, the way your body begs to serve me.” She reached down and drew her fingers up the center of Abby’s neck, tilting her head up to face her. “Am I wrong?”

Abby’s whole body flushed. She shook her head.

“Again, I asked you a question. Am. I. Wrong?”

“No,” Abby said softly. “You’re not.”

Valerie traced the backs of her fingers up Abby’s cheek. “How does it feel to be on your knees before me? Does it feel good? Does it feel right ?”

“Yes,” Abby whispered. “So right.”

The corners of Valerie’s lips curled up slightly. “You look delectable on your knees.”

Abby let out a long, slow breath. In all her wildest fantasies, she’d never imagined anything like this. But this? It was hotter than anything she could ever dream up.

“What’s your safeword?” Valerie asked.

Again, Abby spoke without thinking. “Topaz.”

“Good.” Straightening up, Valerie reached behind her head and released her hair from its bun, shaking it out until it tumbled over her shoulders in perfect curls. “Do you want to please me, Abby?”

Abby nodded. “Yes.”

Valerie’s eyes didn’t leave Abby’s as she reached down and took the hem of her skirt in her fingers. With a shimmy of her hips, Valerie drew her skirt up around her waist, baring her smooth, bronze thighs and a pair of black panties made of silk and lace.

“Then you know what to do,” she said.

Abby’s breath trembled, desire rising inside her. Valerie was right. She knew what to do. Casting her eyes down again, she slid her hand up the inside of Valerie’s calf, up past her knee, up her thigh, all the way to her hip.

She peered up at Valerie’s face as she tugged at the waistband of the woman’s panties. “May I?”

Valerie nodded. “You may.”

Slowly, Abby drew Valerie’s panties down her thighs, all the way to the floor. Valerie stepped out of them, one high-heel after the other, then leaned back against the wall and spread her legs wide, parting her thighs.

Abby’s pulse throbbed. Valerie was so wet she was almost dripping. And Abby was even wetter.

“Go on,” Valerie said. “I know how much you want to taste me.”

Abby leaned in close, Valerie’s scent flooding her head. She ran her tongue up the inside of Valerie’s thigh until she reached her warm, slick folds, and glided it up and down, licking and stroking gently.

“Oh yes,” Valerie murmured. “Just like that.”

She arched her back, pushing her hips out toward Abby. Abby drew her hands up the sides of Valerie’s thighs, grasping onto her full, round hips to anchor herself as she buried her head between Valerie’s legs. She flicked and teased, circled and swirled, dipped her tongue into her entrance. And as she skated it up to her clit, Valerie’s legs trembled, a muted moan rising from her.

“Don’t stop,” she said. “Don’t stop.”

A thrill rippled through Abby’s body. Seeing, hearing, feeling Valerie in the throes of pleasure felt so illicit. Her grip on Valerie’s hips tightened, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass cheeks as her mouth moved faster between her legs. Valerie’s breaths grew heavy, tremors shaking her body with every sweep of Abby’s tongue, every brush of her lips. Her hands fell to Abby’s head, fingers twining through her hair as she pulled Abby into her, hips bucking back against her mouth.

“Yes!” Valerie cried. “Oh, yes?—”

She stiffened, then shuddered, her thighs clenching around Abby’s ears as an orgasm rocked her body. A gasp echoed from her, her grip on Abby’s hair tightening.

But Abby didn’t let up. Not until Valerie’s hands fell from her head and she slumped back against the wall, breathing hard.

Abby sat back on her heels, peering up at Valerie. Her eyes were closed, the lightest sheen of sweat on her chest.

“Did I—” Remembering herself, Abby lowered her gaze. “Did I please you?”

“Oh, yes,” Valerie said between breaths. “Let me show you just how much.”

She pulled Abby to her feet. Her head spun. She was dizzy with desire, drunk on Valerie’s scent, on the taste of her.

But Valerie didn’t give her a moment to catch her breath. Grabbing her by the waist, she spun Abby around and pushed her up against the wall behind her, taking hold of Abby’s wrists and pinning them at either side of her head.

Abby gasped, her whole body trembling. Valerie was barely an inch from her, her lips close enough that she could almost feel them on her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could just make out the leather cuffs hanging from rings in the wall several feet away.

Valerie leaned closer, whispering softly. “You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined this. Pushing you up against the wall. Feeling you quiver in my grasp. Making you beg me to come, just like you did the other night.”

Abby’s lips parted with a silent breath. But Valerie didn’t kiss her. Instead, she released one of Abby’s wrists and snaked a hand down the front of her dress, between her breasts, down her stomach, down to the skirt of her sundress. It was the same long, floaty sundress she’d worn at the park the day they met.

She dragged it up to Abby’s waist and slipped a hand between her thighs. “You’re already dripping underneath these panties, aren’t you?”

Abby shivered, a surge of pleasure rolling through her at Valerie’s touch. “ Yes… ”

“I can tell.” She drew her lips down Abby’s neck. “I can tell how hot just being in this room makes you. I can see how much it turned you on to be on your knees before me.” She ran her hand up to Abby’s stomach again, then slid it inside her panties. “I can feel how wet it made you to serve me.”

She slipped a finger between Abby’s lower lips, skating it over her clit and down her folds. Abby’s legs trembled as she sucked in a sharp breath, Valerie’s touch almost bringing her to her knees again.

She ran her finger down, teasing Abby’s entrance before easing it inside. “This is how you like it, isn’t it?” She slid another finger into her and began drawing them in and out, her fingertips curling with every thrust. “This is how you touched yourself for me the other night?”

“Yes…” Abby shuddered, bolts of pleasure shooting through her. “God, yes.”

Fingers still moving inside her, Valerie swept her thumb up to circle her clit. “Every single night since I walked in on you, I’ve touched myself to the vision of you on the bed, your legs spread at my command. Every single night, I imagined myself touching you instead.”

A moan rose from Abby’s chest. She closed her eyes, her head tipping back as Valerie moved her fingers faster, harder. Abby’s free hand scrabbled against the wall behind her, her other arm still trapped firmly in Valerie’s grasp.

“Valerie…” she whimpered. “God, please ?—”

Her words were cut off by a climax that shattered her body, her hips arching against Valerie as pleasure flowed through her, unrelenting. But Valerie didn’t stop. She held Abby in place, thrusting and stroking between her legs, until every last drop of pleasure had been milked from her.

Abby let out a hard breath. And before she could take another, Valerie’s hands were at her cheeks, and her lips were on hers in a blistering, blazing kiss.

Abby sighed into her lips, dissolving against her. Her head swam, intoxicated by Valerie’s heat, by the scent of her skin, the taste of her lips, the press of her body. And for one exhilarating moment, she lost herself in bliss, and in Valerie.

A shrill chiming pierced the air, coming from the study. Valerie pulled back slightly, hands still cupping Abby’s face.

“The baby monitor,” she said. “I need to check on Hazel.”

Instead, she drew Abby into a kiss again, hot, hard, hungry . Abby murmured into her lips. She didn’t want Valerie to stop. But they couldn’t ignore the chiming.

They couldn’t ignore reality.

Valerie pulled away, freeing Abby from her hold. “I’ll go check on Hazel.” She smoothed down her skirt and straightened up her blouse. “Take a moment to collect yourself, then lock up my study.”

Abby nodded. But her heart was racing, along with her mind. What just happened between them? It wasn’t something they could simply walk away from.

No. Not again.

As Valerie turned to leave, Abby grabbed her hand. “Valerie, I…”

But she didn’t need to say anything more. Because Valerie pulled her into a final, urgent kiss before releasing her hand again.

“We’ll talk tonight,” she said.

And with that, she disappeared through the doorway, leaving Abby alone in the hidden room.