Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Diana moans, ever so sexy. The faces she made had Jax holding himself from mounting her like a caged beast. She is everything he has ever dream of in a woman. Full figure, plump lips, silky voice, and oh god, the sexiest moans when turned on. What more could he ask for?

Gradually Jax turns up the vibrator a notch. Her body starts shaking; she is now trying to run away from it. He loves the look in her eyes as her body feels pleasure. Her eyes said she is begging for release, dying to please; he puts the vibrator on its last speed. Holding her down, he enjoys her screams as she came.

He adjusts her into a sitting position on his lap, as his brother hands him a blanket used for aftercare. She snuggles up to him, getting comfortable. Within a few moments, she falls asleep in his arms. With a smile, he sweeps some of her hair back and tucks it behind her ear. Such a sweet girl. A beautiful woman with such delicate features. It has been too long since he has held a woman in this arms like. Like he almost has forgotten the peace that it brings him.

Quietly his brother walks up behind.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" He hears Gabe ask him.

"Yes, I did. I'm surprised at myself." He says.

Gabe chuckles.

"Oh?"

"For the past year, I have allowed myself to spank and fondle a few of the subs that walk in and out of these doors, but I haven't in quite some made any of them cum or felt the urge to push past that."

Gabe nods; he noticed this himself. Yes, his brother likes to punishment and tease the subs, but Gabe could tell that his heart wasn't really in it. Jax has been unknowingly looking for a woman to call his pet. Tried of flings that go nowhere, tried of being uncared for. Jax's lack of need to Top anyone was becoming more noticeable after his most recent break up about two years ago.

The girl left him because she couldn't handle his job as a Marine at the time, nor did she like being his sub. She broke what remained of his heart. He hasn't wanted to date since.

Gabe puts a hand onto his brother's shoulder.

"So, what are you going to do about it?" He asks Jax.

Jax shrugs his shoulders.

"Nothing, I already know that she probably doesn't want anything to do with a washed-up Marine."

Gabe raises an eyebrow at his twin.

"What makes you say that?"

Jax doesn't reply because Diana wakes up, rubbing her eyes like a cute puppy. Gabe seeing that walks away to give them their moment. She looks at Jax and jumps off of him in shock.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep."

Jax pulls himself to his feet.

"It's okay, dolly."

He reaches out to touch her cheek, and she leans into his touch, a smile on her face. He lets her go and hands her clothes.

"Enjoy the rest of your night, doll." He said, walking off.

Di starts looking for Sam in the dark club, still carrying her clothes. Man, she begins to think, I wish I had a guy like him in my life. I would never be as lonely as I am now. Then again, I bet he wouldn't want an ugly girl like me around him. Her eye widens as she realized what just came across her mind. No, I can't allow myself to be negative. Shaking her head, she refocuses on what she was trying to do.

Find Sam.

After what felt like twenty minutes, she finally sees Sam near an electric play scene. Rushing over to her, Di hugs Sam from behind. She rubs her face into Sam's back like a cat.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Sam asked Di, her eyes still looking at the scene in front of her.

Di nods, not feeling like talking.

"That's good, buttons. Are you ready to leave now? I have the feeling that staying here too much longer will over-whelm you."

Again Di nods, feeling that high she had starting to wear off. Partly hating that this happens to her, she begins to want to cry. She hated that her emotions fucks up after cumming. For Di, after having a climax as well as being too happy, overwhelmed, or stressed, something in her make it feel like she started to de-age for the lack of a word for it. When she de-ages, she is needier and wants to be cuddled, cared for as well as loved on in non-sexual terms. It makes her want to color and do childlike things that, as she was adults, "big girls" don't do. Once she had hit the age of 7, she wasn't allowed to play with toys, color in coloring books, watch cartoons, or really any fiction show. She had to be a "big girl" and had to watch documentaries, play instruments, working on math, and read-only textbooks. The word fun in her family's home wasn't heard of. It is a foreign thing for her parents. As an adult, she has tried her best to have what regular people think of as fun, but at times it's hard her to remember that having fun is okay, especially after what happened with her ex. One day she thought it is okay to ask him to cuddle up to her watch stupid movies that she should have watched as a child, but he told her that watching kid's movies was beneath him and that she didn't need to be baby; she was a fucking adult for christ sake. That she needs to get over her shitty childhood and grow up, it's too late for her to be a child. After that, whenever she felt she was feeling needy, she went and hid to cry her eyes out. Now it's two years after that toxic fail, and her mannerisms have not been able to change.

Diana's mind now back in the present; she tugs on Sam. Sam, still not facing her, gently tugs at her arms for her to loosen them. Turning around, Sam grabs her chin.

"Don't let toxic bitch get in your head. It's okay to be who you want to be, and it is not up for other people to decide."

Di nods.

"Will you carry me to the car then, please?"

Sam chuckles, lifting Diana in her arms carrying out of the building without a care in the world. Setting her down the passenger side seat, she buckles Di and shut her door before getting in herself to drive off.