white shirt unbuttoned and still watching her out of the corner of his eye as her own eyes darted around the room and widened. “Sir, where are my clothes?” she said under her breath.
His thin lips curved back as he saw her fear spark anew in those compelling blue eyes. “I sent them down to the chambermaid to be washed and mended, Esther. You shall not need them whilst you are alone with me, after all.”
Seth did not wait for the furious protest he knew was to come. Instead he turned on his heel and left the room, knowing she had nowhere to go but into his arms. Not even a minute passed before he heard the bedroom door open again and sensed the tiny ripple in the air that told him she had come to him once more. The faint scent of her perfume still clung tenaciously to her bare skin, and even as he bent over the table to scribble a note for the chambermaid then pushed it under the door, his breath grew shallow and the temptation to force her hand became too much to bear. For a man so used to exercising the utmost of control in every situation, the foreign sensation of losing control was at once both a thrill and a terror. He had to do something to wrest back the upper hand, but when he turned to face her down it seemed she had the same thought in mind.
Facing him directly with not even the barest scrap of material covering the curves he so lusted after, Esther tossed her tousled hair out of her face and looked directly into his widening eyes. “I want to know something, and I want the truth,” she said. “What do you want, sir?”
He was powerless to look away from her, and something snapped deep inside him as he rapidly closed the distance between them. “You know what I want!”
“Perhaps I should rephrase my question,” she said curtly. “I want to know your motivation in bringing me here besides the carnal desires you have evidently fallen prey to. I cannot and will not stay in this room forever, and knowing what I do of you, I suspect you must soon depart as well.”
Seth inhaled sharply as he came to a halt, her words an unwelcome reminder of the world outside his lodgings. He had thought of nothing beyond bringing her back here and making her his. The truth, of course, was that he only had these lodgings until the end of the week and there was no need to stay once his client had settled the account – and if he wanted to keep living in the manner he enjoyed, he had no choice but to move onto the next contract as soon as possible. Esther was a distraction he could ill afford, yet one he could not bear to let go.
“The rephrased question is one which deserves an answer,” he said slowly. “However, I am afraid that all I am capable of at the moment is answering the original question in every manner I am able to.”
Esther whetted her lips. “I...I do not understand...”
His patience gave way entirely, the unintended eroticism of her tongue on her lips causing his cock to twitch as he dragged a wooden chair into the centre of the room. “Very well then, I shall elaborate! Right now I want nothing more than to tie you to this chair, take my cock in my hand and coax from it the climax I have barely been holding back since you put on such a spectacular show of disrobing in my bedchamber, Esther! I would spill my seed all over your breasts, and then when that particular joy was through...”
“Then?”
Seth was certain her voice now carried the same undercurrent of desperate, burning lust that had consumed him since the first moment he caught sight of her. Emboldened by it, he allowed a slow smile to break out on his face as he lifted one brow. “Then? Why, then, my lady, I would fall to my knees before your beauty and part your thighs to milk the treasure I found there. My tongue would savour the sweet taste of your arousal, and then I would assail that same spot that brought you such pleasure last night, not ceasing until I had carried you away to the precise same height of ecstasy once