Page 9 of Lustful Secrets
Mallory nods again, her voice steady. "Yes, sir, I understand."
Sebastian smiles, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Good. We'll take things slow and explore your desires at your pace. Communication is key, and we'll always talk openly about what we want and need from each other."
Sebastian leans back in his seat and watches her for a moment in silence. "I also have several needs myself." He waits a beat before continuing. "I like to invite others in to play with me and my submissive. I also don't mind sharing my submissive with others. I enjoy watching." His head tilts to the side, gauging her reaction.
Mallory sits in silence for a moment and wonders how it would feel watching Sebastian pleasure someone else. Is hetalking about Lydia? How would it feel to be with another woman? Or another man while Sebastian watches?
The idea has her crossing her legs. She is unexpectedly turned on.
"You may speak freely, Mallory."
Clearing her throat, she glances away a moment. "I am not sure how I feel about being shared with someone while I am still a virgin. I want my first time to be with you and only you."
Nodding his head, Sebastian rises and stands in front of her. "Your first time will be with me. Trust me, it was going to happen last night." He laughs and it is unexpected.
"What's funny?"
"I’m glad it didn't happen last night. You deserve better for your first time."
Feeling tears sting the back of her eyes, Mallory only nods, not trusting herself to speak. She feels a sense of reassurance and excitement. She had entered this world with curiosity, but now she knows she is with someone who cares for her well-being.
"This journey we're embarking on is a two-way street, Mallory. Our pleasure and desires are equally important. Together, we'll explore the depths of our passion, and I promise to guide and protect you every step of the way."
Chapter Six
He holds out his hand to her, a silent invitation. "Let's continue this journey together tonight and explore your fantasies at my penthouse." Mallory takes Sebastian's offered hand gratefully. She is intrigued by what he said about exploring their desires in the comfort of his own home; with no one else around, this would surely be special indeed.
The drive to Sebastian’s penthouse isn't long and when they arrive, Mallory is impressed by its beauty; from its sweeping views of the city skyline from high up on a hilltop down to its grand furnishing, every detail feels like something out of an amazing dream.
Sebastian opens one final door, revealing a kitchen area filled with all manner of culinary tools imaginable alongside an array of delectable ingredients sprawled across each countertop.
"I called ahead and had my housekeeper take care of a few things for me.” Sebastian smiles warmly, inviting her inside so they can begin cooking dinner together
Her eyes glow brightly while their hands move over chopping boards and simmering pots. Tantalizing smells keep flooding through the room.
"This kitchen is amazing," Mallory says shyly, and Sebastian nods, thanking her.
It doesn't take long before the pan-seared filet mignon with red wine sauce, garlic mashed potatoes, and roasted asparagus are done.
They sit the plates at the dining room table and he eases her into a seat. The dining room is beautiful, and Mallory enjoys the way the candles flicker between them.
Besides the smell from the food, the room itself has a sweet aroma of jasmine, probably from the flower centerpiece in the middle of the table. The smell of French bread wafts to her nose as her stomach growls, reminding her she hasn't eaten all day. But she forces herself to eat slowly, savoring each bite as her anticipation of what’s to come rises every second.
With the meal finally over, Mallory stands to clear the plates. "That can wait," Sebastian tells her, standing as well.
Placing the plate back on the table, she glances at him. He is studying her in the candlelight, his lips parted slightly.
They had enjoyed a meal together, and conversation had been light. She had been nervous, but now it’s even worse. "Come.” He holds out his hand and she accepts it.
He leads her down a hallway and into a room. His bedroom. A large bed with black wooden posts sits in the center of the room, a doorless bathroom with a wide bay window on the opposite side.
The smell in the room leaves her speechless. It smells just like him, a woodsy and masculine scent.
He towers over her in the room, his body making her feel small. His face is angular with a strong jaw and bright blue eyes. His dark hair, always in place, and he’s sporting a five o’clock shadow now.
"You are beautiful, Mallory. I hope I make tonight special for you."
He leans close and kisses her lightly on the lips. "I have one rule you must agree to."
