Don 3: Heart's Desire

Chapter 57

Don sat on his tall, vintage armchair and held a glass of whiskey in his hand. He kept rotating it, watching the ice cubes sway against the crystal glass. He would occasionally look up at the lit up fireplace he was sitting in front of, in his penthouse in Berlin.

As Roma watched him on the sly from the crack of the master bedroom's door, she analyzed him attentively, trying hard not to pant too audibly. It was hard to keep her heartbeat at a steady pace while looking at the Adonis-like man in front of her. He was apparently calm and silent, but she knew that before those deep eyes was thunder and lightning. The flames that mirrored in his eyes were just a mere hint of what was hidden behind them. This wasn't the first time Roma had caught him staring into space like that. He wasn't actually staring aimlessly, nor was he lost in thought. She knew that. He looked as if he was calculating something very carefully.

He would sometimes rub his stubble and sometimes would go up to his eyebrows with his index finger. He took a sip of his whiskey and suddenly said, without removing his eyes from the fireplace 'Come here'

Roma froze. How did he know she was watching him? She had stood there for a long time and she was certain that she had kept quiet. He had obviously known she was there from the very start

She knotted her black silk robe and slowly went towards him.

'Stand there' he pointed towards the fireplace still staring at it. She complied and stood right where she was facing him but his eyes were leveling her waist and he didn't look up to meet her gaze

'Are you cold? Take that robe off'

She hesitated, taken aback, and he all of a sudden bent forward and grabbed the girdle unfastening it, exposing her black lace lingerie he had handpicked for her himself. He also used the girdle to pull her closer

He then looked up at her and a smile made way to the corner of his lips 'Hm. This reminds me of Cupid unfastening the girdle of Venus' the smile turned into a smirk as he wrapped the girdle around his hand until he removed it completely

She furrowed her brows as she didn't know what he was talking about

'The famous painting, darling' he patronized her on purpose then stretched one of his legs and made its way between hers, spreading them apart gently. He next circled her waist pulling her against him so that her knees fell on the armchair, straddling him

If she had any doubt before, she now knew exactly where this was going. Actually, she had just a hint, Don had a way of surprising her everytime he took her to bed. She suddenly felt self-conscious and asked 'Can I have some?' looking at the glass of whiskey he was still holding

'This isn't for such a delicate lady such as yourself' he said as he caressed the curve of her neck with the back of his hand, pushing her hair away from her face. His hand then rested on her shoulder, pulling the robe off her shoulders in one swift motion that made her gasp

'I asked you to take it off. You know my patience is limited' he said, his eyes piercing into hers

She smiled 'You forgot to say please' her eyes sparkling playfully

But he remained serious 'Two can play that game, Roma. I'll be sure to test your patience when you are pleading, soon...' he raised an eyebrow and Roma blushed scarlet.

'You're too warm... I'll help you with that' and in another swift motion he removed her bra as well. Roma bit her lower lip as he slid his hand around her collarbone and down her breasts gently.