Surpressing a shiver, I said, "Stop looking at me like that. " "Like what ?" He asked his voice low and teasing. "Like I am dinner." "Maybe I am hungry. " He said with a grin. As he inched closer to her, she tried to held her breath. The room was dark but a soft light came through the window. The breeze was chilly. The room was a sanctuary of sensual indulgence. A plush king-size bed, draped in a rich, crimson silk, dominated the room. The headboard was intricately carved, depicting scenes of love and desire. A pair of silk-covered pillows, embroidered with delicate floral patterns, beckoned. The bedroom was a haven of understated elegance. Soft, natural light filtered through sheer white curtains, illuminating the spacious room. A large, freestanding mirror stood against the far wall, reflecting the room's beauty.
The walls were painted a soft, neutral shade, and the floors were covered in a plush, ivory-colored carpet. As he came closer to me my heart pounded in my chest. His dark green eyes met mine, it was as if they carried unspoken desires in them. He was wearing a sleevless white tee with a green cargo pants. On his arms I could see the intricate dragon & rose tattoos engraved. I gently touched one while he asked, "Do you mind them?" No, I said unable to meet his gaze. I was wearing a black lace panty that perfectly showed my curves with two strings on each side. It barely covered my skin. Underneath, I wore a soft, lacy crimson satin bra that accentuated my cleavage. The satin felt smooth against my body....