She took him by the hand and led him out of the ballroom and down a dark hallway. It was dark and he started getting butterflies in his stomach. At the top of the stairs, they paused on a small landing. A large stained-glass window hung over the landing and two black doors glared at them as they stood for a moment on the landing. She turned the crystal doorknob to the left door and led him through the doorway into the dark room.
She turned on a soft, dim, lamp that was the whole source of light in the entire room. Inside there was a circular low platform bed with black silk bed linens on it. On the ceiling above the bed, there was a large mirror to match the size and shape of the bed. A large black rose was in the center of the mirror.
The carpet was silver with a black damask pattern in the fibers. He had not ever seen this side of Obsidian before, but he could very much tell by the décor that it was all hers. She smiled at him warmly as she led him to the bed.
His legs felt like they are moving through thick liquid as he walked. She sat him down on the edge of the bed and let go of his hand. He had never been so nervous before with any woman, he was in a state of confusion and surprised nervousness he had never felt in any situation. He wondered if she knew the impact this was having on him, as he sat there lost in her eyes for a moment.
She pushed him back onto the bed as she crawled on top of him. Her eyes met his which only turned up the dial on his already loud nerves. He could feel the intensity starting to awaken his loins. She began to kiss him gently at first but becoming increasingly hungrier. It felt like insanity and bliss all at once to him. He let out a little moan into her mouth and she began to move to his neck. He felt his erection throb against his body still in his pants, as she started on his neck. He thought to himself, "Is this just lust?"
She unbuttoned his shirt and nibbled at his neck ever so slightly. He pulled off his shirt with ease. At that point, he knew he was going to stop thinking about it and just give in to her. He had wanted to be with her for so long it was almost unreal that he was finally getting the chance.
He loved feeling her soft cool hands on his bare chest. He ran his fingers through her fine florid hair; the whole length of it. It felt like velvet more so than the silk beneath him.
She sat upright and slipped off her dress to expose her nude body to his shock she lacked undergarments. He ran his hands from her neck down her sides to her hips. Her body was soft, cool, and firm. He had never wanted anyone so badly at this point. He looked into her eyes and saw his reflection in the black pools of her iris and pupils.
She unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down his muscular legs. She loved how warm and sleek his body felt to her. He shuddered at her cool touch as she first started to kiss his stomach. He ran his hands back up her body and grasped her breasts firmly in each hand. He loved how firm yet delicate each breast was in his hands and could feel her hardened nipples in each palm.
She then began lowering her focus to his fully erect penis; licking the shaft up and down then taking him into her mouth so deep he blocked the airway in her throat. She felt him breathe in deeply as she took him in her mouth. She released him and grasped him in both her hands and caressed his hot throbbing manhood. He lay in the bed unable to believe that he was with Obsidian.
