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  He laughed heartily at her innocent response. Elsie must learn to stop talking off the top of her head, she would begin to sound like a hillbilly rather than a small city girl.

  The beautiful different colored lights reflected on the roaring power of the world’s largest water fall with the most spectacular view. And they were so close to it from their suite overlooking it.

  The mood couldn’t have been more perfect. The presidential suite was marbled all over with expensive art on the wall and a large en suite bathroom with golden faucets. The entire suite must be the size of an entire house—she was sure of it by its sheer size.

  “You like?” Carlos deep voice broke her concentration as he noticed her gaping around the room like a kid who’d been to Disneyland or a candy store for the first time.

  “It’s…very beautiful, Carlos. Thank you for bringing me here.”

  “It’s a place you’ve always wanted to visit.”

  “You really do have a good memory. That’s what I wrote on that employee survey. So you really do pay attention to your workers.”

  “Most of them,” he said nonchalantly as he took off his shirt and tie, a grin touched the corner of his luscious lips.

  “Mmm,” Elsie moaned with satisfaction as she leaned back in her plush chair at the table in the presidential suite. She couldn’t remember the last time she ate such a scrumptious meal. And the champagne was beyond delicious, the sparkled taste was refreshing on her palate, she licked her lips after the taste. She stopped when Carlos heavy gaze dropped to her lips.

  So this was what it felt like to experience the finest of the fine. Yes, expensive champagne and meals are a hell of lot more appetizing than going for cheap take-out. This was truly a taste of the fine life. As they sat by the large ceiling to floor window overlooking the bright lights and powerful waterfalls in the blackness of night over their candle lit dinner, she could not help but notice that Carlos eyes were on her most of the time. He could not take his eyes off her. That only made her eat her dinner with a little more care and a lot of self-consciousness. She just could not get over it. Carlos Kincade and she were having a private dinner at the most expensive suites over Niagara Falls. She’d read somewhere that presidential suites like the one they were in cost sometimes $15,000 per night!!

  Amazing!

  Of course, she wouldn’t dare discuss money with Carlos for fear of insulting him. That much she did know. The rich didn’t like to discuss what they spend and have much they really have. It was a sure turn-off. And could easily give the wrong impression. Still, this whole date thing with Carlos was overwhelming.

  “Thank you so much, Carlos.”

  “The pleasure is all mine.”

  “You know you are different from most rich men.”

  He grinned and cocked a brow. “How many rich men do you know?”

  Sheepishly, she held her head down, “I mean from what I’ve read.”

  “In romance novels featuring alpha males or on TV shows?” he humored her.

  “Very funny. I meant, well, for one thing you’re not really that stuck up as I thought you would be.”

  He frowned playfully.

  “I mean…when I use to see you around, you hardly paid any attention to the front line workers. Or at least it seemed that way. I had no idea you even noticed me.”

  “When a man is checking a woman, if he’s good, she won’t even know about it at first.”

  “Ah, is that so?”

  “Yes, that is so.”

  “Well, I like the way you’re accepting of everyone regardless of who they are. I mean, I had no idea that your secretary is a…”

  “Is a what?” he said leaning forward with his elbows on the table.

  Oh boy, when would she ever learn to just shut up.

  “I thought she was a woman and well…”

  “I see, he corrected you.”

  “Yes.” She breathed in deeply.

  “Ms Sherwood, I’m not in a position to judge anyone’s personal life. I don’t think anyone is. Yes, I do tend to side with the underdog or do what is not conventional according to my competitors but I know what it’s like to be that underdog. And unlike some folks, I don’t forget where I’m coming from. I have very little shame if any. I know what I want and I go for it. I don’t do things because it’s popular or acceptable in certain social classes and I hope you are the same.”

  Elsie gulped. “Well, I never judge.”

  “Of course you don’t. I’ve never once heard you bitch or complain about having to sleep on a couch. You’re just grateful. Most women would not be.”

  She sighed.

  “Any other questions for your research in human sexuality?”

  “Oh, um…well, I’ve read that those who are wealthy tend to have more exotic lifestyles and enjoy a greater sex life.”

  Carlos tilted his head back and laughed. “Oh, really?”

  “Yes. And it makes a lot of sense. I mean you have the know how, the money and the confidence.”

  “My dear sweet Ms Sherwood. Money does not bring confidence. Confidence will bring money. You can’t judge a person by their bank accounts. Though there are fools in every arena in life. Everything is perception.”

  “Perception?”

  “Yes and shouldn’t you be taking notes for your sex class?”

  “I have an impeccable memory, too. Sir.”

  He laughed. “Well, you can see a man who is a gentleman on the streets but he could also be a freak between the sheets.”

  It was Elsie’s turn to laugh now.

  “And vice versa,” he continued. “Some men are bullies in the boardroom but can’t survive without Viagra in the bedroom.”

  Elsie couldn’t help but chuckle. But all this while she was feeling so relaxed and aroused. She couldn’t wait for that moment when they finally…

  “You also have good self-control,” she commented.

  “Yes, you’re probably wondering why I haven’t fucked you yet.”

  Elsie flushed.

  “I want to know more about you and feel your presence first. Enjoy a dinner with you. So no, I don’t want to fuck you the first time we penetrate. I want to make love to you the way a man should make love to a woman.”

  Oh, that was so deep. What could Elsie say to that?

  “Um…”

  “I’ve never met anyone like you before, Elsie. It doesn’t happen often when you meet someone who clicks with your soul and your spirit. But when it happens. You hold onto it. You don’t mess it up. You had my head spinning from the first time I saw you on your first day on the job.”

  “What?” Elsie was sure she must have done something clumsy.

  “You were late.”

  Elsie looked at her fingers wrapped around the champagne glass.

  “But the security cameras showed the reason for your tardiness and I wanted to know more about you since then. You’re not like other women. I’m not a marrying man…or at least that wasn’t on my agenda then so I didn’t want to risk seeing you and breaking up with you because you deserve more.”

  “So you want to marry now?”

  He nodded.

  “What changed?”

  “We’ll discuss that at a later date. But first what you did was very honorable and you didn’t even let anyone know about it.”

  “Oh.”

  “Right. The homeless man who staggered on the street knocking into people. Everyone scorned him and avoided him but you went up to him.”

  “It happened to someone close to me before. The signs of a stroke could easily mimic someone who is intoxicated.”

  “The man was filthy but you held his hand like he was a prince and led him to sit down then you dialed 911 on your cell. When the ambulance arrived you made sure he was in safe care, then you made a mad dash into work. You neglected to even mention anything to your supervisor about the incident as to why you were ten minutes tardy on your first day.”

  “Well, what was I going to say?”


  “True. But you are noble and I’ve been watching you from day one.”

  Elsie flushed.

  “But I’m sure you’ve met lots of beautiful women with amazing personalities.”

  “Yes. As someone once said, personality opens doors but it is character that will keep those doors open. You are a woman of true character and a heart of gold. I happen to like that—a lot.”

  Elsie grinned sheepishly still fiddling with the empty champagne glass.

  “When I realized that I would be getting married even for a few years. I knew I wanted you. Only you.”

  Wow, those words rang in her head like wedding bells at a royal wedding. He only wanted Elsie. Carlos Kincade, the heir to the Kincade empire.

  “So what do we do now?”

  “Let’s discuss a few things. You know what I like,” he said in deep voice that sent ripples of pleasure down Elsie’s spine.

  “Yes.”

  “You can turn back anytime you want, Elsie. Say no and I’ll leave you alone.”

  “No. I mean, yes, I want this. I want you, too, Carlos.” She really didn’t want anything to screw it up for her either. The scent of his cologne was driving her mad, his penetrating gaze. The heat of expectancy filled her. What would Carlos feel like inside her? What technique would he use to pleasure her or himself.

  She trembled with desire and felt her pussy moistening again. She must have changed her panties several times that day.

  “We’ll play some games,” he said with a knowing grin.

  “Games?”

  “Yes, I love a woman wearing this.” He held up a shiny satiny red blindfold.

  She heaved a sigh. Her heart pounded hard in her chest. “Why blindfolds?”

  “The element of surprise is one of the greatest turn-ons.”

  It was true, at her apartment, she loved not knowing where his tongue would be reaching her body until it did. She loved being in the dark.

  “Do you trust me?”

  “Of course I do. I also know that is one of your 31 requirements.”

  He grinned with satisfaction.

  “Safe words.”

  “Yes.”

  “What do you want to use as a safe word for me to stop should you feel discomfort.”

  “Um.”

  “Not good enough.”

  She rolled her eyes. “I mean, stop!”

  “Good enough.”

  He took about a pair of scissors as he led her over to the bed from the draw, a condom packet and handcuffs and showed her the keys to the cuffs. Elsie’s eyes widened.

  “You won’t see the rest of the items I have in store for you. You’ll just feel the pleasure. Let yourself go, Elsie. Trust me just as I trust you.”

  “I do. And…speaking of which. I want to let you know that…well, I want your respect.”

  “You already have it or I would not have shared this part of my life with you, Elsie.”

  She flushed.

  “Fine, okay.”

  “I am free from any illnesses or diseases.” His tone was serious and sharp.

  “Same here. I’ve got a clean bill of health, too.”

  “Good. Condoms are still necessary. It’s just good to know first up.”

  Her heart was pounding harder and faster. She felt as if she were in some sort of movie or game show.

  “While we were having dinner, our bath was being set.”

  “Oh?”

  “You like the scent of lavender, right?”

  “Of course.”

  “Well that’s the scented candles around the bathtub.”

  It was like a dim light paradise. The large love tub for two was deep and surrounded by candles that gave a nice warm glow to the darkness since the main lights in the suite were off. Carlos pressed a button and the soothing sound of Kenny G was playing in the background.

  What an ambiance!

  They both undressed for their love bath to begin their evening of pleasure. Elsie’s folds were throbbing and pulsing juices down her leg as she watched him undress, his bulging muscles flexing. God, she couldn’t wait to dig her fingers into his muscled flesh.

  He leaned in closer to her and pressed his lips to her neck and she moaned as she tilted her head back.

  “Take me now, Carlos.”

  “Patience my dear. Anything worth having is worth waiting for. Trust me,” he said in a low sexy voice.

  They had the most sensual bath as they washed each other with the perfume suds of the bath and caressed each other’s bodies bringing arousal to their pleasure points. Why was he making her wait so long? Why was he torturing her? She was beginning to hate this control he had over her. She had to be patient. He loved his women patient. Soon, she would find out why.

  “Over to the bed,” he directed her after they bathed and dried off. Elsie was now blindfolded and naked as she walked over to the supersized heart shaped bed in the middle of the suite with the four-posters.

  Her body quivered with anticipation. Before he blindfolded her she caught the glistening moisture on his hard muscles and wanted to suck his skin but he stopped her. He was punishing her, testing her wasn’t he? She’d read about how much more intense the sexual pleasure could be once it was delayed a bit. But this was too much. Her body called to his attention. Her aching pink nipples were hard like rock. Dying to be sucked and stroked again by his soft wet tongue.

  Carlos laid her slowly on the bed and pressed his hot lips to her neck and up to her soft lips, suckling and teasing them before sliding his tongue inside. Her pussy was soaking and pulsing with anticipation. She could feel the hardness of his long erection pressing on her belly, eagerly awaiting that golden moment when he would fill her inside to ecstasy.

  “How do you feel, beautiful?” his low voice seduced her.

  “Mmm. Good,” she moaned into his lips and under the heat of his strong, firm body.

  He then reached out her hands above her and placed them near the bed posts. One at a time, he slowly handcuffed her to the post as he kissed her wrists. He then gently spread her legs open. She was spread out like an eagle on the bed. This was so erotic. So naughty and she had no idea what he had in store for her. But she trusted him.

  “You okay?”

  She nodded, licking her lips. Her heart pounded harder and faster.

  She heard a slight buzzing sound near her vagina and could not imagine what it was until, she felt a tickle and a delightful feeling of a miniature brush lightly brushing her labia. “Ooh,” she cried out in pleasure. This was such a tease. She wanted him inside her now. Her folds were throbbing for his hardness inside her.

  “Do you know what that is?”

  She shook her head, breathing heavy.

  “My electric toothbrush.”

  She grinned and almost reached for him before realizing she was still cuffed to the bedposts.

  “Don’t be naughty or I’m going to have to spank you again.”

  “Mmm. I’d like that.”

  She felt his lips curved while he kissed her belly button. His hands stroking her hard pink nipples. “God you’re so wet and ready for me, aren’t you baby?” he moaned.

  She felt his tongue travel down to her clitoris and his warm lips brushed on her making her cry out harder. She trembled with desire wanting more. He parted her pussy folds with his hot wet tongue and seemed to be sucking on her juices like sipping wine from her skin. It was highly erotic. No man had ever been down there before Carlos and certainly not bringing her to these dizzying heights. He slid his tongue inside her folds again thrusting back and forth while his toothbrush gently massaged her anus until she came inside his mouth with a shudder and cried out for more.

  Finally, he moved up to her and kissed her passionately. She could taste her own release juices on his lips. My God, this man was inside her and he tasted her!

  He took the key and unlocked the handcuffs from her, freeing her and instructing her to remove the blindfold.

  “Oh God!” she cried out. What
a sight. Carlos was full flexed and aroused. His hard muscular body glistening with moisture and his large erect penis stood up to attention. His dark grey eyes penetrated hers, captivating her. She was breathing heavy, her vagina still throbbed from her orgasm but she wanted more. She was buzzing. He gave her a grin of satisfaction when he saw her response.

  “You want it?” he moaned leaning closer into her on the bed kneeling over her on the bed. She nodded hungrily, licking her lips. Boy, she was so not like herself. She’d never hungered for a man like this before in her life. But she craved Carlos. His lips still glistened from her sweet juices and she flushed. She reached over to him and stroked his erection back and forth enjoying his moans of pleasure as he closed his eyes and parted his lips. She wanted to bring him to ecstasy, too. God, did she ever want to do it right.

  She then took his cock inside her mouth and pretended she was still licking an ice cream cone with whip cream on top. She sucked and drank in his precum juices, sliding her tongue over the head of his penis while he held unto the back of her head with both hands, his strong muscular legs spread apart. His muscles flexed.

  He started to thrust back and forth pumping his cock inside her mouth. She almost gagged when it touched the back of her throat but managed to hold her own. She thought he was about to come until he stopped. He reached over and grabbed the condom packet on the side table and opened it. He carefully rolled the condom over his long, hard erection.

  “Turn over,” he instructed her.

  Once she was on her front, he arched her bum up in the air and slid his hand alongside her wet folds and kissed her butt cheeks. He then thrust his hips and pushed his dick inside her swollen, throbbing vagina from behind, pumping hard back and forth with the slap of skin on skin as his balls hit the back of her. Filling her completely inside. Her vagina tightened around his hot cock. His loud groans for pleasure turned her on. She came again and her juices flowed like a river. Both were breathing heavy and sweating from the sexual workout. In no time, Carlos came with a shudder inside her, groaning and collapsing on top of her. His muscles spasmed. “Oh, God, you’re good, baby. You feel so good,” he moaned into her ears as he laid on top of her. Her heart was pounding was hammering against her chest.