I backed up, dragging her with me into the main living quarters.
Her breathing was erratic. Her lips searched for mine. Eager for the next kiss. Eager for what I wanted to give her.
I kissed her slowly before turning for the light.
“How about a drink?” I asked. “I know the rules at The Titan.”
I reached for a crystal decanter.
She nodded. “Yes. A drink would be good.”
I poured two. “Welcome to one of my palaces.” I handed her the glass.
“How many are there?” She looked around the room. Her cheeks were flushed.
“Three,” I reported. “I don’t count the summer homes.”
“I see. Slumming it in the summer?”
I chuckled. She was sassier than I expected. “I s
uppose.”
I chugged the bourbon.
My eyes landed on hers. “Tell me, Molly. What shall it be tonight?”
She blinked. “What do you mean?”
“The fantasy. What do you want from it?”
“Oh.” She clutched the bourbon with both hands. I noticed the pale pink on her nails. Everything about this girl was soft and innocent, even her damn nail polish.
“You do have some idea, don’t you?”
I tipped her chin toward me.
She shook her head. “No.”
I pulled Molly close, taking the glass from her. I kissed her, drinking the bourbon from her lips. I groaned, my cock hard and strong. Throbbing for this innocent girl in my hands.
My lips trailed along her neck. I watched the vein pulse with heavy beats as I circled to her throat, my tongue flicking before I nipped with quick bites.
“You had do have a fantasy you wanted to play out tonight. Something dirty? I strip you to your panties and tie you to the king’s bed, perhaps?” Her eyes flickered. There was something there. Something that surprised me. I continued. “Or maybe you’d rather take your clothes off while I watched, spread your legs and let me drink every last drop of you?” She inhaled sharply. I couldn’t help the devilish smile on my face. That was going to happen, I’d taste her. Know what she felt like coming hard in my mouth.
“Or we could go in there in the dark,” I whispered in her ear. “I’d listen for the sound of your breathing. Crawl across the bed until I found you. Pull you under me and fuck this gorgeous mouth of yours before putting you on your knees and take you from behind? All in the dark, my love. Fucked to oblivion. Every fantasy. Every dirty thought. Every filthy desire you were afraid to ask some man for, all on the other side of that door.” I gripped her chin. “Have you ever asked for any of those things?”
She shook her head. Her bright blue eyes wild with desire.
“This can go so many ways,” I growled.
Her arms folded around my neck gently, so softly it was as if she were a dancer, placing her arms in the next position. Still. Graceful.
“You either tell me your fantasy, or you’re going to live in mine,” I promised. “And mine are all in the dark.”
She whimpered as my hand slipped between the fabric of her shirt and the tender silkiness of her waist. I took what I wanted. Her breast filled my hand, plump and heaving as I squeezed. I peeled the lace from her tit, twisting her nipple between my fingers until she cried out.
Her mouth opened in a perfect O. Her breath was rapid as I made her tit pucker under my touch. Just wait, there were so many things I could coax from her body. I had to remind myself to take it slowly.