Free Becoming a Jett Girl (The Bourbon Series) by Meghan Quinn Page A

was exactly what I wanted to hear. I wanted her to be hooked; I didn’t want her going back to her old life. She needed to be with me, with the club. I knew Kace didn’t think she would be a good fit, but I had other ideas. She was going to be difficult to tame and difficult to rein in, but the challenge aroused me.  
    Taking a look at my watch, I got out of my chair that sat behind my desk and walked across the hall to the Bourbon Room that was across from my office. The room was where I went to play, to please, and to fuck my girls raw. I specifically designed the room to my liking and to my specific brand of kink. I knew what I liked and I made sure when the room was constructed, I had a part in every little decision. When I fucked my women, I fucked them in the comfort of my own surroundings.  
    As I walked in, I was blessed with the beautiful sight of Pepper, tied in silk ropes, with her legs completely spread to the sides and lying on her back. She was strapped to what I called the balance beam. I had it designed so the board she laid on was only four feet long and five inches wide so her legs hung off the side and were strapped backwards, showing off her beautiful arousal. Pepper’s arms were tied behind her as well, right at her lower back, displaying her breasts for my liking and she was blindfolded. The beam was well-cushioned, so even if they were in an awkward position, they were comfortable. I always made sure the girls were comfortable. It also had the hydraulics of a low-riding Cadillac, so I was able to lift, turn, and maneuver the girls any way I wanted, into any position I wanted.  
    Pepper had been lying on the beam ever since Goldie arrived at the house. I tied her up ahead of time and left her to think about all the exquisite things I was going to do to her body. One of my favorite practices I conducted with the girls was anticipation and patience. If they were able to have patience, then I guaranteed them an explosive release that would leave them completely sated and satisfied.  
    Pushing play on the stereo, I listened to the hard beat from 50 Cent carry through the speakers. Music and sex were like peanut butter and jelly to me; they belonged together and you weren’t doing it right until you fucked someone to a musical beat.
    I took off my pants and freed my erection. Just the sight of Pepper stretched across the beam had me stimulated and ready.
    The beam was currently horizontal to the floor so Pepper was laying down as if she was on a bed but with all her limbs tied behind her. I ran my hands from her sternum, down her stomach, to her slick folds which were saturated with her own arousal, making my dick jump at the discovery.  
    “You’ve been very good waiting here for me,” I praised her, as she squirmed under my touch. “What have you been thinking about? You’re incredibly wet, which you know pleases me.”
    “Your cock,” Pepper said in a husky tone, pure and simple. That was what I liked about her, she always gave it to me straight.
    “What about it?” I asked, as I reached for the lever attached to the beam. I pumped the beam high off the ground and then leveled her out so she was now vertical to the floor and looking straight at me. Once I had the perfect height, I unlocked the beam and slowly turned it so she hung upside down and then I locked it back in place. Her mouth was at the perfect height to take my cock in and my mouth was ready to tear apart her ripe pussy with my tongue.  
    “I thought about it in my mouth, my tongue gliding across it, my throat constricting around your girth.”
    “And that is why you’re so wet?” I asked, as I took off my shirt and finally put Pepper in place.  
    Her chest was heaving in anticipation as she nodded her head.  
    Happy with her confession, I moved closer to her and placed both my hands on her thighs, which were at eye level, as well as her pussy, which was ripe and ready for me.  
    My cock jutted out and brushed against