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‘I’ll play your game if that’s what you want.’ I murmured, just before I pushed her pants down to the ground to slip the dress up on her. In fact, our little game was arousing me, pampering some dominant sense I nurtured for having the responsibility of every aspect of her life.
‘Turn.’ I made her watch herself in a full-length mirror while the image reflected surprised even myself. We looked so astonishingly perfect together that I felt the need to instantly raise the zipper of her dress so we could still have a chance to leave the room.
‘Never thought dressing you could pose such a challenge,’ I was almost admitting defeat, unfastening her bun to let her long curls roll over her breasts, seconds away from preparing to throw in the towel... or our clothes in our case.
As if sensing the incoming change in my plans, she stopped me. ‘I need to... put on some makeup.’
I needed that wake-up call, especially since it was an evening I really couldn’t miss.
‘I’ll be out on the balcony having a smoke.’ I couldn’t be there any longer, at least, not without exploring the curves of her breasts.
I stepped out on the balcony, hoping that the cigarettes would be enough to tone down my nerves. Not a chance. I was as nervous as a high school boy losing his virginity, but in my case, it was way worse. I was losing some old behaviors and gaining the key to unlock a new section of my life. I just prayed it was worth it.
‘I see you’re ready. Let’s go,’ I said as I returned to her bedroom at the worst time possible. I might have picked up a bouquet of roses along the way. However, it was a subject I didnotwant to talk about and she was just sinking her nose between the petals.
I pretended not to see anything, cursing myself for the moment of madness in which I decided upon that gesture. With rushed steps, I walked towards our ride, eager to leave that part of the evening behind us.
What the fuck was I even thinking?
Bea was still curious about our destination for the night, but no matter what attempt at sweet talking me she might have had, my lips were sealed.
The whole evening was a step into a new direction in my life, and since she was my first real dateever, I decided to take her to a location as special as the event — the little side project I was working on for the past month. If you could call turning a historic building from the Pit into one of the most luxurious clubs in Echo City,little.
It was the grand opening night to the most ambitious project I ever had. It wasn’t just a construction, I was building a new way of living, creating the luxury needed by the Elite and making their money flow to the empty pockets of the Annelids and of course, mine.
Things were simple and altogether a complicated risk. It might not have worked out since the Elite coming to the Pit at the verge of war was a perilous combination, but the attraction of sin was much higher. Gambling and sex, sometimes even mixed together. It was that easy to blur any man’s mind and sometimes even the lady’s. And I was bringing that together under the cover of quality food and music.
If at the start I had a few doubts, the crowded tables waiting for the Michelin chef’s dishes were clearing them away. I had made it, and having Bea by my side to share my success was my idea of perfection. Things couldn’t get much better than that.
Dinner to the Chopin’s Preludes and a few bottles of French champagne. That was what I called heaven, crowned by the sweet taste of success and a presence I craved so fiercely by my side.
Time seemed to have passed much faster than I have imagined, and without even realizing it I was leading Bea back to the mansion, all the way to stand in front of the door leading to her room.
Jesus, I watched the way that exquisite dress she was wearing clung to her forms so many times that I was beginning to know each fold it was creating as she was walking in front of me.
A feral instinct to lift her on my waist and smash her against the first wall so I could properly attend to that dress raced through my body. But I promised myself I would behave. That was what she wanted anyway, even though she didn’t actually know what she was asking of me. I saw it from the signals of her body throughout the evening. She was as heated up as I was and my decent conduct was frustrating her to the same degree as it was discomforting me.
Still, I was to give her what she asked — the perfect gentleman. And that meant the evening wouldn’t end with me being buried deep inside her, like every cell within me was demanding.
Bea seemed off, waiting for something that I knew wasn’t going to happen, as the thought was bringing a smile at the corners of my lips. I might have been evil after all, enjoying her suffering, but I couldn’t help myself from preening on it just a little, knowing that she was putting me through the same thing.
It was time to end the evening, not before I was to keep my word and tell her what I’d decided... Not that she couldn’t have figured things out by then. ‘I know I said two days. And I think you got your answer.’ I drove my lips on hers, to move so unhurriedly that they seemed to be sealing every word of our newdeal. This one was about commitment, about exploring the feeling that my heart kept trying to push away for so long.
And for that we needed time, but especially I needed to have her spend the rest of the evening alone and miss me the way I missed her.
I was maybe going for thenice guyattitude when it came to her. But I wasn’t there yet. The truth was, I could never be the good guy. It wasn’t in my nature and I considered the good night kiss had shown her just that.
I wasn’t into healing her heart, more like raising that throb beneath her thighs and leaving it unattended as a small punishment for what she was putting me through.
‘Goodnight, Bea. I’ll see you tomorrow,’ I broke off the kiss, taking the way back to my room.
She wanted the gentleman and she got it. Too bad her desire had repercussions on me. My nuts were the size of a tennis ball by then, and no matter how hard I wanted to boil her I was also boiling myself.
I couldn’t last more than two days without her and after a few preparations, I invited her to my villa.
I had enough guards to keep an eye on her all the way there, even if in my house there would be only me and the maid. I needed privacy, especially since I was striving for the impossible and urged to create a moment we’d lost a while ago.
I had only one request for Bea. That she should wear the black dress with crystals that I got for her a couple of months ago. I sometimes tend to get fixated on things, and repeating the first night she came to visit me, but doing it properly this time around, was a thought that had been on my mind for a while.
