Chapter 7 I Want To Get To Know You 2
I follow Dimitri up the stairs, the sight of him naked makes me want to fuck him even more.
What's happening to me? I think I've really become sex addicted, but with a man like this around, it's impossible not to think about it all the time.
We walk down a long corridor until we reach a black door.
Come in, this is my room.
Dimitri's room is huge; the black and gray colors give it an elegant and manly feel.
Besides the double bed, there's a sofa, a television of about 50 inches, and even a mini-fridge.
Wow — I said, looking at every detail.
It's a beautiful room, isn't it?
When I moved here, I hired a specialized decorator, and he did exactly what I wanted.
And I thought the Master Suite at the nightclub was big, but this is twice as big!
You think this place is big? That's because you haven't seen my office.
I spend most of my time there, so I expanded it to have a little more space.
I'm really impressed, my house wasn't even half this big.
And what was it like at your house? Tell me, I want to know everything about you.
"Better not, can we go take a shower?" I said, changing the subject.
Dimitri watches me intently, but soon nods in agreement.
I notice two doors; Dimitri goes through the first, which is a closet.
He returns with a towel and a shirt in his hands, opens the other door, and calls me.
This must be the bathroom.
Just when I think I've been surprised enough, I'm faced with a bathtub and a spectacular view.
The transparent glass reveals the entire illuminated city.
New York at night, with all those lights, is perfect; however, I immediately worry about being naked in front of the glass, and Dimitri notices and speaks up.
"Don't worry, no one can see us here,"
I take a deep breath and continue looking at the scenery.
"And even if they could see us, it would be a beautiful sight." I blush with embarrassment.
Dimitri prepares the bath, adding aromatic flowers when he finishes, and we both get in together.
He sits behind me; the water relaxes me along with his skillful hands on my body, giving me a pleasant massage.
I feel his erection growing and pressing against my butt.
My God, this man is insatiable.
In less than ten minutes, we're on round two.
"There are condoms scattered all over the house, aren't there?" I said, when I see him stretching out of the bathtub to grab the package.
"I'm a cautious man," he shrugs, then kisses me again.
It's the first time I've had sex in a bathtub, and I can guarantee it's an incredible experience, with the transparent glass showing the whole illuminated city.
The pleasant smell of the flowers creates a seductive atmosphere.
Imagine all that combined with hot sex with him.
After my shower, I lie down on his bed while he goes to get our food order.
His bed is soft, and I want to enjoy it as much as I can.
" Me seeing you naked like this in my bed is very tempting, you know?"
I glance at the door and see Dimitri leaning against it with a tray in his hands.
You're tempting, standing there like a tree, while I'm starving to death.
I'm hungry too, Madi.
"I'm almost certain that your hunger isn't for food," I said, smiling.
Who says so?
My meal is right in front of me, ready for me to eat.
Those words make me squeeze my legs together, trying to control my arousal.
He approaches and places the tray on the dresser next to the bed, then pulls me close and whispers in my ear:
"After you've eaten, Madi, it will be my turn to satisfy my hunger."
Damn, the way he looks at me is so exciting.
I grab the tray and we start eating.
An Italian food, since he bought it at an Italian restaurant, obviously but I didn't ask what it was, I just focused on eating;
I'm quite hungry after fucking a few hours ago.
We had been silent until now, when he started bombarding me with questions, making me nervous.
How long have you been at that nightclub?
About a year.
I try to be as brief as possible.
And how did you end up there?
Drugs or a forbidden topic.
"Shall we change the subject?" I said, taking a sip of the drink.
No, Madi, I want to know more about you.
How did you end up in that place? Tell me.
I'm sorry, but I can't... I can't — saying this unintentionally reveals that I'm trying to hide something.
Why can't you? Is someone threatening you?
I put the glass down and stood up, trying to think of something to say and put an end to the matter once and for all.
"I don't know you, you're just a customer like all the others.
I have no reason to talk about my private life.
The reasons that led me to Ma'am Rose's club don't matter; it's none of your business.
The only thing you'll get from me, Dimitri, is sex, nothing more than that, and no, nobody threatened me," I reply, but inside I'm screaming for help, begging the heavens to hear my silent plea.
No, I'm not like the others, and you're lying, I see it in your eyes, but if you don't want to say it, I won't force you.
You're right, it's not in my nature to talk to a whore.
All I'll get from you is sex, which is all I'm interested in anyway.
His mood from 5 minutes ago has completely vanished.
Come on, get dressed, I'm taking you back to the club.
My time with you is up, but don't worry, I'll pay you well for the time you spent.
I put on the dress that Dimitri fetched from downstairs, fixed my hair more or less, and headed towards Dimitri, who was counting the money.
"That should be enough," he said coldly.
This is double the price, Dimitri.
I know, you've made me happy, Madi.
Your pussy will be pleased with the amount.
He grabs his car keys and we leave the house.
Not a single word is spoken in the car, and it's better that way.
I don't want to be penalized; it's better to lose a good client than to suffer the consequences at Ma'am Rose's hands, and I know very well how cruel she can be when she's challenged.
Dimitri drops me off at the club and leaves.
I take a deep breath and go inside because the night has just begun.