He suddenly felt drugged by her clean,womanly scent. He just wanted every wretched image and memory fromthe week to go away and for there to be nothing but thoughts ofElsa and her mouth around him. He clasped his hands behind his headand closed his eyes while she pulled his briefs off and worked hermagic on his cock. He felt the warmth of her mouth around him, theslickness of her saliva and the tightness of her throa,t and theworld around him melted into obscurity. Yes, this is exactly whathe needed… She is exactly what he needed.

16: Bared

Seated at thetable, Victor and Elsa ate their reheated dinner in near silence.She wanted desperately to know the details of his week, but knewshe couldn’t ask any questions without giving anything away. As shechewed on the veal parmesan, she tried to formulate a way to askabout his job indirectly.

“I talked to my mom.”

Victor’s instantly perked up. “Oh? Aboutwhat?”

“About my accident and about what’s going onback home in Mass.”

He chewed his food but remained silent,waiting for more information.

“She said they found another body up byCambridge. It’s horrible. The whole community is pretty torn upabout it.”

His brows went up and he nodded, but neverlet on that he suspected anything. “I can imagine. Have you kept upwith the case at all?”

She mentally patted herself on the back. Shewas turning out to be a pretty good player in his game. “Not sinceI’ve moved here. I don’t watch television or news except on rareoccasions, but you already know that about me, right?” shekidded.

He nodded again and lifted one side of hismouth ironically. “I do know that.” He put his fork down and wipedhis mouth. Leaning his chair back on two legs he gave her a pensivelook. “What do you think about all that?”

Elsa froze. She was thrilled that they wereactually having a normal conversation, but she hadn’t expectedVictor to question her and she had to think a moment beforeresponding. “I’m not sure what to think. It’s a tragedy for sure.The world can be a brutal place and sometimes there’s just nomaking sense out of the things that happen in it. But...” shehesitated to keep going on. She scanned the tabletop, suddenlyfeeling the weight of guilt upon her. She really hated lying toVictor and she detested that she had to pretend not to know abouthim.

His expression was grim as he watched her.“What, Elsa? But what?”

“I just wish that…” the words were rightthere on the tip of her tongue and again she was assaulted with hersick yearning to confess herself to him. She just wished that theycould be normal together. “I just wish that all the atrocities ofthe world could be righted. I know that’s a naïve statement, butstill. I just wish there was more light in the world and not somuch darkness.”

When she finally found the guts to look up,Victor looked distressed. “Sometimes it’s good to embrace thedarkness.”

Now it was her turn to nod in agreement. “Iagree. I’m not saying that darkness is always a bad thing. We allhave shadows following behind us, some of us more than others, butto be consumed totally by darkness isn’t a good thing. We all needlight in our lives, even if it’s just a small ray of it.”

He sighed heavily as he brought the chairdown onto all fours and his voice filled with angst. “Sometimes thedarkness can’t be denied.”

A new anguish seared her heart. He trulybelieved his own statement. “You’re not going to change my mindabout it so save your breath. There’s light in all of us. Even ifyou can’t feel it and you don’t think it’s there - it’s there,Victor.”

He shook his head and the corners of his lipscurled upward only a fraction. “Jesus, you’re stubborn.”

She wasn’t sure why it happened, but hercheeks warmed under his penetrative and earnest gaze. She couldonly guess it was because she knew that look in his eyes. Hewanted her.

Victor rested his elbows onthe table and pressed his index finger to his mouth. “It’s a factthat people who easily and frequently blush, are likely to be greatlovers. But since I already know this is true in your case, I’monly proving that point.”

Elsa had to fight to urgeto roll her eyes. “Thank you for the compliment…” she grinned. “Youand your facts, you’re just full of them, aren’t you?”

His smile deepened. “I am.Do you want to know another fact?”

“Do I have a choice?” sheasked with a trace of laughter in her voice.

He shook his head andresponded matter-of-factly, “My cock has a voracious appetite, thelikes of which only you can satiate at this moment. Now…” he pausedto stand and motioned toward the chaise. “…get over there andspread your legs so I can devour you like a five coursemeal.”

It was hard to miss thesavage inner fire glowing in his eyes and the mystery held withinthem beckoned to her irresistibly. Walking toward the chaise, shepeered over her shoulder at him. “Would that be Victor or Mr. Blackdoing the devouring?”

He lifted an eyebrow andcrossed his arms over his chest. “Does it reallymatter?”

“No, because I enjoy themboth. I just want to know whose name to scream out when I come,”she opened her robe to reveal her nakedness beneath.

“Don’t you meanif I allow you tocome?” he narrowed his eyes and rubbed his palmstogether.

“That’s agiven.”

He smiled wider yet andpushed his pants down. “Whoever you want to fuck you will fuck you,Elsa. Just tell me who you want.”

Laying her body on thechaise, she spread her legs like she had been told to do. “Howabout a little of both?”

He drew his brows togetherand stared at her with complete confusion on his face as if itnever occurred to him that he could be both at the same time.“Interesting concept,” he licked his lips and kicked his pants tothe side. “I think we can work something out.”

With no lead-in licking ornibbling, he dove into her pussy, but inadvertently touched herwounds causing her to cringe and her eyes to fill withtears.

“Shit!” he sat back on hishaunches and looked genuinely remorseful. He eyed her dressing andpeeled back a corner. “We’ll get these changed once I’m done withyou.” Gently, he pushed her legs apart, keeping his hands on herknees, away from her burns, and got right back tobusiness.

Elsa wrapped her fingers inhis hair and smiled. This man was no sadist, but he did have needsand she was more than willing to provide for him. She tugged hishair and pulled his head up until their eyes met.

“Drag me to the darkside, Victor Black, and show me what my body was made for.”

***

How was it possible thatElsa knew all the right words? Yes, he would drag her to his darkside and show her that her body was made for him. It was aninvitation he wasn’t going to turn down. He buried his tongueinside her and withdrew it as he savored her clean flavor.Spreading her labia, he sunk his teeth in her clit, making herwrithe uncontrollably. He ate her out until she was begging to comeand his jaw ached, but he wasn’t ready for her climax. He stood,grabbed her hand and walked to the bedroom with her intow.

He had stopped off at thehardware store the day he finalized paperwork on the brownstone andthere were a few items he had been waiting for just the rightmoment to use on her. He doubted he would be able to use them as hedidn’t know during his trip back from Cambridge what the extent ofher injuries was. However, to his joy, he found her to be quitehealthy and still able to be used for his pleasure.

In the walk-in closet, hereached on the top shelf and pulled down a long length of softnylon rope and Elsa’s eyes rounded with fear when he approached herwith it.

“Is this for what I said?”she backed away from him.

He shook his head. Her fearreally was intoxicating.