Page 256 of Chandelier Sin
This chamber, this time, was an unforgettable experience that resonated with that part of me I’d kept buried.
We’d created lasting memories in his world. He had invited me into this place, saying with caresses and kisses and unbound love that it was now mine.
Icherished her in these quiet moments, wanting and needing to share my feelings, my heart finally opening to let the love in.
I’d find the right time to tell her.
Right now, I wanted to make this evening all about her.
We’d showered together, the moment as intimate as what had unfolded within the dungeon. Eve’s aftercare was of the utmost importance, bringing her down slowly so she didn’t hit a sub drop.
I’d taken my time with her during the session at Chrysalis, and I continued to be there for her in any way she needed.
As promised, and as originally planned, we finally made it to Chrysalis’ restaurant, the fine dining experience that complemented this exclusive club.
I was starving.
Eve scanned Imperial as we walked in, her eyes lighting up.
Eventually, I’d become comfortable with all this refined luxury. As a guy who never grew up in such a world, Chrysalis had mademe appreciate the finer things in life—and taught me not to run away from them believing I didn’t belong.
With its soft ambient lighting, tasteful décor, and a soothing soundtrack that helped set a sultry mood, it was the perfect location for us to talk privately.
Within the elegant room, every meticulous detail created a luxurious atmosphere. The opulent Louis XV Rococo chairs and tables complemented the linen tablecloths. Mirrored walls created a reflective ambiance that made the chamber seem even more spacious.
“We’re the only ones here?” Eve asked.
“By design.”
She shot me a look. “This is reserved only for us?”
“Yes.”
“They must really like you.”
“It’s mutual.”
“Friends you can trust,” she said softly, her mouth pouting as she contemplated the idea.
Scanning the room, I saw it through her eyes.
“Scarlet’s touch can be seen here,” I said. “A senior Dominatrix who worked here long before I arrived.”
Gracefully, Eve walked ahead of me toward the central table, allowing me to observe her figure, savoring every moment of her captivating aura.
We took our seats, facing one another, and the world fell away.
It was her contented expression as she took everything in, she was the embodiment of elegance.
The candlelight cast a soft glow over her features, enhancing her beauty.
Eve impressed me with her knowledge of the wine list, choosing a bottle of Fleur de Royal.
The bottle was quickly brought to our table by a discreet waiter and uncorked. Two glasses of wine were poured into crystal goblets. As expected, the vintage tasted delicious.
Imperial had so many facets to it.
I’d lost count of the number of times I’d watched guests fucking, their reflections showing in those mirrored walls, their acts creating a reflective and sensual ambiance that felt otherworldly.
