"Are you okay, princess?"
"Just lots of thoughts."
His hands go up and down my arms as if he's trying to soothe me, and I'm thankful for it. He takes one of my hands and leads me to the sofa. I sit down and look up at him in awe. He's so gentle with me, I wish he would change that. I need to send the right signal his way.
There's a new bottle of champagne in the room and more strawberries dipped in chocolate. I'm not sure if it's part of the package, but I'm glad to have something to share with Lucian. Even thinking his name feels sexy. He walks over to the table and opens up the champagne.
After pouring the golden liquid into the champagne glasses he gives me one and sits down next to me with the other in his hand. His gaze is heated, and I realize I have the opportunity of a lifetime to spend the night with a man like this. He's so virile and sexy, I can't wait to get him undressed before me.
I place my glass back on the table and take off my shoes. I lie back on the sofa and put my feet on his lap. My perfectly painted toenails make me feel like I am ready for sex. My mind tries to go back to a bad place but I deny it and bring the thoughts back to the gorgeous man in this room with me.
He sips his drink a couple of times, then puts it down on the table next to mine. He starts massaging my feet and I have to keep from orgasming right then and there. My feet are very sensitive to touch, and the way he's handling them is making my blood ignite and my juices flow.
The deeper the massage goes, the looser I get, and a moan comes out of me.
"Oh, God, keep doing that. Right there."
"You like this? I had other plans for you."
I want to know those plans intimately, so I uncurl my toes and watch him intently.
"Do what you want. My safe word is cupcake."
I might sound more experienced that I am by saying that, but I've never felt this attracted to a man before in my life. It's like just him looking at me has ignited things in my body that I can't seem to turn off, nor do I want to. Lucian takes my feet off his lap and stands up.
He quickly takes off his jacket and rolls up his sleeves. He also takes off his shoes, and once more I get goosebumps, this time all over my body.
"This dress suits you, Kimber, but I'm looking forward to seeing you out of it."
He sits back down on the sofa and starts caressing my legs. He goes up and down with his hands as if exploring a terrain that only he can see. I feel like I'm having a hard time breathing, as if I've been running and am out of breath.
Lucian pushes up my skirt so that my lacy red panties are shown and he takes a breath.
"God, I want to taste your beautiful pussy. I might just tear this thong you have pretending to cover you."
All I can do is moan at what he's insinuating.
"Don't worry. I'll buy you a new one."
I'm at a loss as to what to do with my hands. I want to touch myself, but I'm afraid he'll be mad if I do so. Should I even care if he gets mad? I want to take the reins of my own pleasure tonight. I reach down between my legs and press against my covered pussy.
"You want me licking up your juices, don't you, princess?"
"Mmmhmm."
"Talk to me, beautiful. Tell me what you want daddy to do to you."
His words make my blood turn into hot lava, and I start pressing harder against my mound. If he's not careful, I'm going to come.
"I need to come."
"What's the magic word, princess?"
"I need to come, please."
His warm hands push my legs apart, and suddenly his head is between them. He places kisses on my inner thighs and my hips start pushing against him to get him closer to my pussy.
"Is this where you want me, princess?"
