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I make my way up to him, keeping my gaze on his.
I stop before him and he walks around me in that habitual circle, admiring every inch of my body.
“Very nice. And all mine,” he says looking over my dress. Then he leans in and kisses me.
“I’m glad you like it.”
“I do, but you know I prefer you wearing nothing at all. We’ll get to that though.”
“I’m sure we will.”
“Ready to go? Or, did you want to watch some more?” He glances below at the people having sex and I blush. “Looks like you were fascinated.”
“I was just surprised.”
“Oh, for a moment I couldn’t decide if you were a voyeur like me, or if you might like the idea of being shared.”
My lips part at the hidden accusation and confession that he’s an actual voyeur, a person who likes watching people have sex.
That shouldn’t surprise me. Only a person with such a fascination would set up a place like this.
“I don’t think I’d like being shared. I prefer just having you to myself.” My gosh, how I’ve changed. It’s like he’s brought out the confident woman in me that was struggling to break free.
“Good, because I’m a jealous motherfucker. I won’t share you with anyone.” He brushes his lips over mine again. “And what about watching? Did it arouse you to watch sweet, sweet Serenity?”
He slips an arm around my shoulders and inches toward me the way a snake would if it wanted to tell you a secret. He lingers by my ear and I turn my face to look at him.
“Did it, baby?”
How do I confess that I didn’t exactly not like it? Or, that I was more than fascinated.
Dante intensifies his stare as if he can see straight through me and already knows the answer, so I decide to be truthful.
“Yes,” I say, still reluctant, but I said it.
He gives me a devilish grin. “Then welcome to my world, Printsessa. Come, I can’t wait to play with you.”
He slips and arm around me and leads me away from the hall.
We go through another set of frosted doors but these have the same gold trimmings as on the exhibitionist box.
We step onto carpeted floors and suddenly the place looks more like a hotel. When I see a series of rooms and a lobby, I realize this section is exactly that.
“You own all this?” I look around, awestruck at the artwork on the walls and the ornate ceiling.
“I do. This part has rooms for guests who want to stay the night. I have a hundred suites, and twenty fantasy rooms.”
“Fantasy rooms?”
He grins wide and proud. “My idea. They’re rooms that are quipped to have any fantasy you wish. Of course within reason. Like the sex dungeon. That can’t be changed.”
My mouth drops. “Sex… dungeon?”
He rubs my back and nuzzles his nose into my hair. “Don’t worry. One step at a time. It’s best I introduce you to my darker tastes in small bites.”
We walk to the end of the hallway and he opens the doors to a suite fit for royalty.
Navy satin walls surround us with an ornate chandelier hanging over a king-sized four poster bed that’s covered in dark blue silk sheets.
