Page 5 of A Night of Indulgence and Sloth
This was a woman who needed taking care of. And not because of any high maintenance, self-centered personality, but because of the opposite. Based on the application, Liliana was selfless. She grew up protecting and loving her sister for years after their parents died and would rather sacrifice her own happiness to ensure that of someone she cared about.
We were hooked from there. So hooked, in fact, that I broke protocol by coming to escort her myself.
Her eyes, shocked and wide open, lock on mine as I approach. My steps are slow despite the beast inside me begging to hurry, to throw her over my shoulder and bring her upstairs. That would only spook her, though. What she needs is to feel safe and secure. Only then will we make her feel bliss in a way she’s never known.
“Liliana.” I let the name fall from my lips on a sigh. Her throat bobs as she swallows, nodding in response and still unable to look away.
“Wow,” she whispers back before stammering, “I mean, yes, that’s me.” Her cheeks turn pink with embarrassment, though I only find her slip-up cute.Wowis exactly my thoughts as well.
“Technically, I’m not supposed to escort you, but I hope you don’t mind.” I hold my hand out, and after hesitating for only a second, she places hers in mine. Electricity zips through my limbs, sparking my desire further. At her shocked gasp, I know she felt it too.
“Do you have a name?”
“I do. For tonight, though, you can call me Wes.”
We move in silence toward the elevator. The main floor of the club is eerily empty now that the other guests have gone to their floors. It’s strange being here instead of waiting upstairs, but with her, it feels right.
She fidgets beside me as we enter the elevator, her hazel eyes darting to mine before looking away almost sheepishly. It’sfucking adorable. “You just need to scan your bracelet,” I say in a hushed tone, afraid I might spook her. She stands slightly in front of me, enough that I can see the goosebumps rise on her neck. Her brows furrow slightly as she glances down at the bracelet on her slender arm.
“Like this.” I let my hand trail down her arm before wrapping it around her forearm and stepping us toward the scanner. She inhales, holding her breath until the soft click signals our success and the doors close.
But we don’t move. Our bodies are close, so fucking close that I can feel the shiver that races down her spine. The scent of cherry blossoms fills my senses until I almost lose myself entirely. It’s all I can do to stop myself from running my nose up the soft column of her neck just to get more.
Finally, she exhales, and as much as I don’t want to move further away from her… I have to. Otherwise, I might just ravage her in this elevator. I don’t stop touching her though, letting my fingers dance along her arm while she struggles not to look at me.
She’s nervous, but her pebbled nipples push against the silky fabric of her top, giving away her desire. Never have I reacted so quickly to someone. How the fuck will I handle her as my assistant?
“Is this your first time at Club Rapture?” I already know the answer, but I’m desperate to hear her delicate voice again.
“Yes. I’m a bit nervous.” Her laugh comes out light and breathy, like she’s embarrassed to admit it.
“I promise we’ll take good care of you, Petal.”
“W-we?”
The doors open to the seventh floor, and instead of answering her question, I step out and beckon her forward. “Welcome to a night of Indulgence and Sloth, Liliana. Come andclaim your pleasure.” Desire and lust drip from my voice like honey.
She bites her lip, inhaling deep, and steps into the large open room.
Kaleb and I have worked on several of the floors at Club Rapture, but the seventh is our favorite. Sloth is a floor designated for the giving of pleasure. Not that the others aren’t, but here, we indulge in it. Guests typically aren’t allowed to put any effort into pleasing us. Instead, the focus is purely on them. Tonight, that focus will be aimed directly at the shy being in front of me.
Liliana peers around the room, taking in the vast array of items that could be overwhelming to someone who isn’t used to it. A massive four-poster king bed sits in the middle of the room, with built-in cuffs and bondage gear offering an array of different options. Along the far wall are several sex toys, fetish gear, and other paraphernalia sure to bring pleasure.
I lead Liliana to the sensual lounger in the corner, urging her to sit. She does so without question, seeming unable to protest as her brain tries to take in everything. I run my knuckles along her cheek, grabbing her chin lightly until she’s forced to finally meet my gaze.
“Our only focus tonight is pleasing you. By the time this night ends, we’ll have wrung every single orgasm from this luscious body. Do you trust me?”
Once again, her cheeks flush and my cock hardens further at the sight of her innocence. “You keep talking as if there’s more people than just you and I here…” Her nervous laughter sends another shot of desire through me, and I can’t fucking wait to turn it into gasps of pleasure.
I trail my fingers down her neck, dipping over the swell of her breasts. “You’ll enjoy the extra hands, I promise. So will you trust me, Petal?”
Her eyes widen as it finally sinks in that she’ll have more than just me to please her tonight. Despite her nervous behavior, her body betrays just how excited she is.
Finally, she nods.
“I need you to say the words, Lily-love.”
“Yes. I’ll trust you.”
