King of New York (14 page)

He can clearly
see that Sierra is beyond amazed and pleasantly shocked at his emotion.

Chad takes her
to the roof of his apartment through the private lift. He ushers her to the
telescope so they can look at the night sky. As they sit looking at the moon
and stars in the heavenly skies, he recites Sierra his own version of one of the
most romantic English poems: “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” he asks.
She is in awe of the words he speaks. Yes, they are a quote from one of
literature’s geniuses, but it is the way in which he said it and the timing of
the words. It is as if the words just popped into his mind in that particular
instant and she clearly felt privileged that Chad would compare her to one of
the most memorable poems that William Shakespeare wrote.

“Your
eyes are luminous like the stars in the sky, but instead of you being far away
in the galaxies you are here with me. I know of no such eternal summer that
Shakespeare speaks of in his poem, but I feel like I’m experiencing such a
feeling right now. I felt like I was in obscurity for a while, but here I now
lay in light, with you being the eye of heaven. Like sunlight, you have
brightened this dark night and illuminated it as if we were indeed in a
summer’s day. Shakespeare may have written his poem with an intricate
simplicity, but I have no such profoundness to express or offer on this night
apart from saying that I am privileged to be in your company, my sweet summer,
Sierra.”

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Sierra is in deep
admiration for the man who was telling her he had no abstruseness to offer her,
but he had just spoken words that her intellectual mind had to comprehend in a
complex way. Although he did not speak of, nor implied, sex in his words, she
felt her body react in a sexual way to what he had just said. She did not know
that words as such could be so stimulating to her. It was the way he spoke the
words with his sexy tone, or it could have been the meaning the simple words
had on her heart. She loved how he metamorphosed her into the beauty of summer,
the sheer delight and joy the season brings. She felt like the poet’s words
were living through her in continuum just as Chad had so wishfully implied at
the end of his own poem.

He
also inspired her to engage her intellect to the arts by comparing him to a
poem by another English poet, John Keats. She also made her own version of the poem
Bright
Star
as Chad had done with Shakespeare’s poem.

“Like
the bright star you compare me to, I also see you as a galactic star. The
personification of such a star is you, my lover in this moment. You may not be
as steadfast as the star that Keats speaks of but I seem to like you just the
way you are. The way in which you awaken my body and its senses is a work of
genius. When you just spoke of me being a summer’s day, I can admit to you that
I felt every word you said. I want to use a simile to compare you to the star
Keats speaks of. You have transformed in front of me like a bright star. Not
just with your physicality but also with your intellect.”

He
kisses her lips softly and tells her, “I think you could be the perfect woman
for me. Like Keats speaks of the stillness of the star, I hope that we too
could someday remain that way, not in a motionless sense, but in a sense of
always being close, always and forever like the light of the skies.”

They lie
in each other’s arms like a painting by a master artist. Their bodies lie still
like the star in Keats’ poem as they stare deep into each other’s eyes. The
only movement is their invisible breaths that moved around and the infrequent
flicker of their eyelids. They did not need words to express what they felt at
that moment. All they needed were eyes that shone bright like the summer’s sun to
see through one another’s soul.

They
say the eyes are the keys to one’s being, and in that moment, though they could
not physically see the other’s soul, they most certainly could feel it.

CHAPTER
11

There is harsh knock on
the door. Chad ignores it as he is not expecting any visitors. The stranger continues
to knock. Chad finally goes to the door, but as soon as he opens it a shadow
descends down into the dark of the corridor and the only thing he briefly sees
are the green eyes of the stranger.

“Fuck
you. You hear me? Whoever you are, fuck you. If I ever see you at my door again
you will regret the day you were conceived, you ignorant bastard.” Chad is
furious as he has been receiving a lot of strange knocks at his door recently.
Furiously, he slams the door shut.

He sees that
Sierra has witnessed his anger and she gets up and comes to him, kissing all
over his face.

“Don’t be angry,
baby. Let me make it all better.” She takes off his tie while biting his lips.
He groans in agony as the pain from her biting causes him pleasure. She puts
her hands in his trousers and feels his hugeness.

Carefully, she
gets on her knees, unzips him and slowly takes him into her mouth. He growls
with sexual tension.
Chad
realises she has not given oral sex before as she can’t even hold him properly.

“You haven’t
done this before have you?”

“No,” she replies
shyly.

He tells her to
stop if she doesn’t feel comfortable, but she doesn’t stop. She reminds him of
the first time he gave a woman oral sex and how uncomfortable he felt. But
because it had been Sierra, he had done it, and she tells him she wants to
return the favour. He roars softly at the feel of her mouth on him, closing his
eyes to savour the moment.

She softly touches the tip of his
pulsating manhood, and he lets out a strained moan of pleasure at the feel of
her hands on him. She grips him softly, then hard, and strokes him up and down
with her soft
palms. Although she’s clumsy, he
loves what she’s doing. A flash of sweet horror crosses his face as he feels
with increasing intensity what she is doing to him. The feeling is incredibly pleasurable
and she looks up at him and winks playfully. He acknowledges her playfulness
and knows he has to punish her for punishing his manhood.

He desperately wants to be inside
her, but allows her to play her game.
He knows
that she is silently admiring his patience but seems disappointed that he
hasn’t taken charge of her. He smiles ruggedly knowing that she wants him to
grab her, pull her hair and make it hurt while he fucks her, causing sweet pain
inside her. He knows that’s what she wants but he doesn’t oblige her.

Chad waits for
her to finish her game with him. Then he lifts her onto the kitchen table and
kisses her soft lips roughly. “
I want to fuck you now, Sierra, but please
understand that it’s my way of making love to you. So when I say fuck I really mean
love, because I’ll do it to you with love. I say fuck because it’s raw and
passionate in every way. I want to awaken the deepest desires within you, and
don’t be ashamed of them; accept and embrace them, because you will only
experience them with me.” He sees excitement flicker in her eyes.

“Tonight I want
to teach you some discipline. You will have to beg me to stop if it gets too
much for you. Remember, it will hurt, but the passion and pleasure will be
greater than the pain.”

She smiles
sexily at him as if to show her readiness for whatever he wants to do. Chad
admires her confidence. She swiftly removes his belt and rips the buttons off
his shirt. He removes his trousers and discards his shirt on the floor.

“Follow me, bad
girl.” She jumps off the kitchen table and follows his lead to the other
bedroom in his apartment.

“Welcome to the
forbidden room, my princess.
From tonight onwards in this room you will surrender
your body to me. This will be our forbidden room where I will show you all that
you desire but are scared to explore.
In this room you shall experience
discipline and pleasure. Are you willing to surrender to me, and experience the
pleasure and the pain?” He looks at her with arctic-blue eyes. “If not, we can
go to my bedroom and make normal love, but if you want to experience pleasure
and pain, I will teach you the ways I can take you to profound ecstasy.”

He holds the
door open as she enters the luxurious room. It is black with undertones of red
and a red chandelier hanging from the high ceiling.
Black is his
favourite colour as it mimics his heart, mind and soul.
There are
mirrors all around the room and black leather furniture is situated in specific
parts of the palatial room. The door to the en suite is open and the bathroom
is made of exquisite black marble with a stunning shower and a Jacuzzi.

There is a
distorted image of him on the ceiling, painted in different shades of black and
grey. He has the city of New York in his hand. He looks troubled in the
painting and the colours depict his anguish perfectly. This is the room where
he can be himself; the man in the picture.

He looks at
Sierra and sees her staring at the bed draped in luxurious purple silk. He doesn’t
want her to notice anything kinky about the room on first glance, because
nothing kinky has ever happened in this room. But the room does hold kinky
things that he has bought for her. The room is impeccable, almost as if no one
has ever been in it. The dimmed lights add a sense of romance and intimacy.
Slow sensual music plays. He looks at her as she closes her eyes, seemingly
taking in the sweet romantic words of the song that is playing.

“Firstly
let me christen this room with love to get you in the mood. Is that alright
with you, my lady,” he breathes deeply.

“Yes,
baby.”

He
is sweet and loving, a gentleman in every way as he attends to her sexual needs
with care and attention, lovingly staring deep into her eyes as she moans and
whimpers with desire. His touch on her skin is soft and romantic. His kisses
feel like silk, soft and sensuous. Her breathing is soft and deep as he plays
her like a delicate instrument. The music of her moans is passionate. He groans
as his fingers lightly trail down her neck to her nipples. He licks a nipple
and she whimpers from the softness of his touch.

“Do
you want me to continue?” he says, as he looks up at her with hypnotic blue
eyes.

“Yes
please,” she replies, with need in her voice.

He
gently takes her neck and places the softest kisses on her skin. “You feel so
good,” he murmurs as he goes down to her nipples and licks them slowly and softly.
“You’re so soft and wet, baby.”

He
makes the sweetest love to her.

“Does
it feel like love?”
 

“Yes,
yes, yes,” she whimpers.

He
smiles.
 
“I just want to satisfy
your needs,”
 he says as she has an
orgasm.

She goes to the bathroom and comes back with his robe on.

“Now it’s time for the good stuff,” he winks, with a wicked
smile on his face.

He has never
invited anyone into the forbidden room before. As a matter of fact he has never
invited a woman to this particular penthouse as it is his place of respite. But
there is something about Sierra that makes him want to show her all he is. This
is the place that he comes to when the world, the city and his money becomes
too much for him to handle. This particular penthouse was not for a woman to
pollute, so he kept them far away. That is, until today.

“In this room
you will be submissive to me. If you really persist, I, too, may be submissive
to you on certain occasions. But the fact remains that you will do as I say.”

He
opens the walk-in wardrobe and reveals a variety of kinky things solely for her
pleasure. He tells her everything in the room is for her satisfaction, but he’ll
only use a few on her as it is her first session.

“Usually
I do not ask what the female wants, but you are my lady so it is only right
that I ask you which of these you’d like me to use on you.”

He
gives her the list of the items.

They
are: whips, handcuffs (that she can remove when she wants until she is
comfortable to use one’s that only he can remove), hot wax, leather ropes, blindfold,
nipple clamps, suspension devices and a clitoris vibrator.

He doesn’t
give her the names of the others as he doesn’t believe she is ready for them
yet.

“I’d like
the hot wax, bondage and nipple clamps … for now.”

Chad
smiles at her brazenness.

“As
you wish, my lady! I am here to please and satisfy as long as you do as I say. Firstly,
for future reference, do you agree to me hitting you for pleasure?”

She looks
confused. “You mean, like spanking and whipping me?”

“Yes.”

She looks
hesitant but answers, “Yes.”

“Good, because I
will never do anything you haven’t agreed to.”

He takes the
items she requests and puts the rest back. Before going any further, he tells
her what the dominant requires of the submissive. He tells her that as a
submissive, firstly, she will have to remove all her clothing for him. Obeying
him, she removes his robe to reveal her black lace lingerie.