Chapter 15: Option 1

**Dimitri **

We arrived back home, but neither of us were ready to say goodnight. Tonight was a success. Once our lips touched I felt the flash of the cameras. I knew that it would only be a matter of time until it would raise questions.

“I had an exceptional night.” she says as she heads toward the staircase.

“How about a nightcap?” I reply as I gesture to my study.
“Sure.”

“Wine or whiskey?” I asked with a lifted brow.

“Wine, please.”

I watched her while I poured her glass of Merlot. She was unaware that she had my undivided attention. Me and my cock as she removed her boots and revealed her decadent caramel skin. The images that had run through my mind were dangerous.

For both of us.

“Tonight felt surreal.” she said, breaking the silence between us. “It was like a dream.”

“Many more dreams to come then.” I said handing her the glass.

“Do you think this will work?”

“I don’t know why not? We gave them quite a show and that ring will give them something to talk about. If they need more topics other than that kiss.” I replied before I took a sip of my whiskey.

I watched her shift when I spoke of the kiss. “Are you ok?” I could see she had left me and was now deep in thought.

“Yeah.”

“You realize if you want this to work, you have to be nice for over five minutes.” I retorted playfully.

“Who says I’m not being nice?”

“I do.”

“How do you know? You know nothing about me.” She said dryly.

I sat my glass down on the table and her face fell. She’s given me everything I need and more.
“Tell me something you know about me that’s not on a piece of paper.”

“I don’t want to scare you with my knowledge.”

“You don’t scare me, Dimitri.” She rolled her eyes and then sipped her wine.

As the glass left her mouth, she closed her eyes to savor the taste. At least that’s what she wanted me to believe. There was hidden deep inside that she tried to fight. But she was horrible at hiding the fire that burned in her eyes.

“I know that you ache with thoughts of my cock.”

Her eyes flashed to mine and there was that fire I’d seen every day since we met. She was just about to speak when I threw my hand up to tell her I was far from finished.

“I’d like to finish this conversation with you under me, but you’re not ready. You’re confident, yet shy. But that attracts me to you.”

Her eyes leap to mine, and her expression is nothing other than deer in the headlights. She remained quiet, but her body language told me everything she was afraid to say.

**“You have two options.”**

“Options?”

“Option one. Remove your dress and tell me what you crave from me.” My body language became more relaxed by the second. “Option two. Raise your dress and I’ll show you what you crave from me.”
Seraphina bit down on her plump bottom lip as she contemplated her choices. It was a win-win for me. I’d get to see the body I’d struggled to keep out of my mind.

“*Option two*.” she said standing.

It’s a slow revelation. I half expected her arms to tremble, but she’s poised as she removes one arm after the other. She was in some corset contraption that stopped right above her belly button.

Her skin was adorned with more freckles and moles. They made a path to the pussy she’s yet to reveal, but I knew it wouldn’t be too much longer. The dress hits the floor and I let my eyes trail from her feet up to the full breasts that are peering over the black fabric.

“When is the last time you’ve shared this sight with someone else?” I say as I adjust myself.

Her lashes fluttered down and her nostrils flared from the deep inhale.

“It’s been awhile.”

“Eyes on me.” I growl. “This is our moment and you will want to remember this.”

I stand and pace a slow circle around her. The rise and fall of her chest is transic. I stood behind her and unhooked the contraption, setting her breasts free. I placed my palms firm at her hips, pulling her into my erection.

She lets out a slight moan when it pressed against her plump ass. I let my hands travel up to her breast that was full as she became aroused from my touch. I lean into the crook of her neck and place a sweet bite that makes her tremble in my arms.

“How am I doing so far?” I ask against the area I’d just tasted.

No words were spoken; she only nodded her head.

“Remember when I expressed this situation is delicate?”

*“Yes, is it still delicate?*” she replied breathlessly.

**“It is, but do you think I give a fuck right now?”**

“No, sir.”

Sir. I’d been called that many times in the office, in meetings, but right now that word gives me power. Power to claim her as mine.

“I’ll show you how much I don’t give a fuck while I’m buried deep inside that pussy of yours. I’ll show you while I paint your walls with my thick seed. But tonight is about you. You and you alone will come tonight.”

I spin her around to look into her eyes and see that she’s drunk with lust. I don’t allow her a chance to speak before I cover her mouth with mine. I penetrate her mouth with my thick tongue as she permits me access.