All Souls' Night - Renee Rose Page 0,18

I touch you?” I ask.

“Not tonight.”

I get it. It’s another way he’ll assert his will over me. I’d argue, if I wasn’t so relaxed. “Is this how you treat all the virgins?”

“I’ve never been with a virgin,” he tells me. His stubble pricks my cheek as he dips his head to whisper in my ear. “You’ll be my first.”

I push my bottom back into his cock, shamelessly grinding. “So, really, I’m popping your cherry.”

His laugh echoes around the shower. “Yes, my lovely. Please, be gentle.”

“I will.”

He steps out and towels off before me, then reaches past me to turn off the spray. I still haven’t seen him naked. My body crackles with longing.

I’m super tempted to just turn around, but before I do, he wraps me in a towel and carries me to the bed. He sets me down facing the windows, and retreats to the background. I know instinctively I shouldn’t turn around. I want to see him, but more than that I want to touch and taste him. Drink him in. I want it all. And if being an obedient little sub will get me what I want, well… I can always brat later.

It helps that the room is gorgeous. It’s huge, with a dizzying view of the glistening city skyline and the dark rise of the mountains beyond.

He seems to know his way around, even though this is a hotel. “Do you live here?”

“For now,” he answers. Which is not really an answer.

“Do you work in Tucson?”

“Not really. I do this and that.”

There’s a clink of a glass, near my ear. I turn, and there’s a snifter under my nose. “Drink. Just a little sip. It’ll help.”

The alcohol singes my nose and numbs my lips. I hate the taste but it goes down smoothly, and spreads through my body.

He takes the glass away and returns, sitting behind me on the bed.

“Do you trust me, Gwen?”

I swallow. “Yes.”

His hand enters my line of vision. He’s holding another ribbon, wide and black. “Stay still,” he commands, and drapes the fabric over my eyes, cutting me off from the world. Is he really going to make me do this blindfolded?

I ask him.

“Now there’s an idea. I should make you wear this the whole time. You couldn’t look, only feel.”

I pout. “Please, Sir.”

His hands cover my shoulders and massage lightly. “Not Sir. Not now. Call me Dimitri.”

“Dimitri, please.”

“We’ll see. Hush now. Obey me.”

He has me lie back. He spreads my towel dried but still damp hair carefully over the pillow, then gathers my wrists and pins them above my head. “Arch your back, babygirl. Show me your body.”

I do, still blindfolded. I can imagine his view—my bare body, stretched taut before him, pale in the moonlight. It’s not fair. He can see all of me. And I can only feel.

“I’m going to make this so good for you,” he says. He releases my wrists and I leave my arms up where he put them. His hands trail over my freshly washed skin, massaging my breasts, letting me discover him anew.

“Tonight will be perfect,” he promises, caressing me. “You should never settle for less.”

“Are you going to ruin me for all men?” I ask, mostly tongue in cheek.

A pause. “Yes,” he finally says, but he sounds sad.

I reach for him automatically. “Dimitri…”

He presses close, gathering me into his arms. He’s still naked. Yay!

His lips find mine. They capture and captivate me with long, drugging kisses. I’m half-drunk from them, too relaxed to even reach for what I most want—his thick cock rubbing against my bare thigh.

He stops and settles his chin on my head. I tuck my face against his neck, happy to snuggle and breathe him in. I wish I could live in the circle of his arms. I would stay here forever.

“You’re so sweet. So innocent. Too perfect for me, or anyone else.”

I snort. “I’m completely inexperienced. I’m the one who’s undeserving.”

He scoffs, and I smile.

“You know, the way we talk about virginity is messed up.” I say it earnestly because I really mean it. “I’m not losing anything. I’m gaining you.”

There’s a pause, a tug, and the blindfold falls away. I blink, and meet Dimitri’s gaze. Darkness and diamonds, more beautiful than an ocean of stars.

“I want this,” I whisper. “I want you.”

Dimitri shifts me in his arms. Suddenly, I’m under him. His body is over mine. He doesn’t let his full weight fall on me, but I’m trapped in the most delicious way. His legs are heavy and