Page 54 of Ravaged From Fate

“You want me to take you on a tour?” Elsa asks, nudging her head towards the hallway. She can tell I want to move on from the subject of music.

“Sure.”

She takes me past the kitchen.

“The kitchen,” she points out.

“Pretty obvious,” I reply.

She playfully pinches me on the arm.

“Shut up. Here, put your drink down.”

We leave our drinks on the kitchen counter.

“Follow me,” she says. “Bathroom.”

She gestures towards a closed door.

I nod.

“Very interesting.”

Again, she pinches me.

“And here’s my bedroom.”

We stand in the doorway. I poke my head in to have a quick look. Her bed is made. All very neat and tidy. So… Elsa.

“Good,” I reply.

Neither of us moves.

Elsa stares up at me expectantly.

I know exactly what she wants.

And I give it to her. I lean down to her height and slowly reach for her chin. I bring her head up and kiss her on the mouth. Tender at first, and then harder. With passion. She melts like a puddle in my embrace. My hands grip her waist, pulling her close to my body. Just the way I like it.

Teasing her yesterday at my place was delightful. The way she erupted in front of my eyes simply by the use of my fingers…

Of course, it was nearly impossible not to fuck her then and there, but I wanted to make her beg for it.

I want to hear her call my name with every strength she’s got in her.

“There’s a reason you showed me your bedroom,” I whisper.

“You think?”

“You naughty girl. Has it got anything to do with yesterday?”

“You promised you’d finish the job.”

“I didn’t promise a thing,” I reply.

“Oh, you’re so bad.”

“And you’re irresistible,” I reply darkly before scooping her entire body up in my arms and carrying her through the doorway to her bed.