Bram looked at his phone again. He was texting with a well-known toy, that just happened to work downstairs. Millie was one of the few women he enjoyed that knew exactly, and what, he was. She let him feed willingly, so he only took a little. She was a tasty desert that a number of his kind enjoyed, and she lived luxuriously for it. Of course, they paid her well for her silence. Working at this establishment, during the hours she was scheduled, gave her the time and ability. There was even a room set up here in the hotel for her to entertain in. A few of the others that worked here, knew about the extra-curricular activities that happened. But they were paid to support it, quietly, with the means provided.
He’d sent her a text after the shower incident, and she’d asked for an hour. It was just about that now, so he waited for the confirmation to go. Sitting on the couch in the quiet darkness. Izabella had paced in her room for a while before going to lay down. He could tell he had affected her too, and he liked it. It was one of the reasons he was still so damn excited. Ideally, he would prefer to go through the door directly to his right. However, he didn’t want to scar her away either. He couldn’t imagine she would ever be able to accept what he really was.
A quiet tune sounded from his phone and he picked it up right away. “Yes.”
“Come on down, darling. I’m ready.”
“See you in a moment.” He locked his phone, placing it on the table. Dessert was served. He moved out of the room silently. Only the click of the door could have been noticed, but no one stirred. He took the stairs, stopping before a door and looking at the corner. Pushing in, there was a hidden door that lead to where he was going.
The room was small, red, black, and white curtains hung around the walls. The floor was dark wood. It was perfect. Millie was laying back on the bed. Her skin glowed against the dark silk and red embroidery. Her red hair splayed over the pillows. The freckles were still hot. “It’s been a little bit since the last time you came to see me.” She pouted, wriggling her body on the bed. “I should make you work twice as hard for that.”
“I want to, darling. Please, let me treat you tonight.” He took off his pajamas, tossing them on the chair.
“I am more than willing to do whatever you want.”
“I want to know how to please a virgin.” He looked away from her.
“Excuse me?” Her brows pulled down angrily.
“I just… I think I found her. And, she’s a virgin. I was hoping you could help me. I don’t want to hurt her.” He suddenly felt self-conscious, stripping out of everything but his boxers.
“Oh. The first thing to pleasing a virgin is not doing this.” Millie sat herself up on her elbows.
“Millie, please. I can’t…” He looked away from her.
“Central Park is taking its toll. I wondered who was bold enough. What the hell are you doing, Bram?” Her fists went to her hips, her body sitting up and going ram-rod straight.
“I almost ate her the first day.”
“Oh.” She smiled, “You had the heightened sense. You think she’s your one.”
“Yes.”
“You’ll endure a lot of kissing then.” He nodded at her, as she crawled across the bed. “You’ll even need to deal with plenty of emotions, and possible experimental rubbing. It’s been a long time for me though.” Her finger rubbed him through the boxers, sack to tip. “It’s okay if I slip up and get excited, right?”
“Just give me what you can, while you can. I’m more than ready and eager.”