The sexual tension in the car on their way to his house was almost palpable, and so was her nervousness, which Henri was getting a nose filled of. But looking at her, you'd never know she was feeling any kinds of way.

Besides her entangled fingers on her lap and her gaze never straying from her window, she showed no signs of her being anxious. If Henri wasn't a shifter and smelling it off of her, he'd never know. Which got him wondering what has she gone through in her life that pushed her to train herself to portray this facade.

Stopping at a red light, he decided to quickly text her the address they were heading towards and kept glancing to see her reactions.

She first frowned when she noticed she got a text from him, then read the contents and gave him a smile. Her shoulders relaxed and she sank a little lower unto the seat.

"Thanks."

"If you have any questions or concerns Ms. Natalia, please don't be afraid to ask me."

His deep voice was so smooth and soft, it washed over her giving her goosebumps. Will she never stop having this reaction to him?

And when it came to the concerns, now that she was in the car on their way, she couldn't believe she was really going through with this. He was still a stranger, he could be a serial killer. Not that her quick background check of him willed anything, but the best serial killers are fantastic people on the surface with perfect records.

Sigh

"You are not a serial killer, are you?" she asked twisting herself on her seat a bit to face him, which hikes her skirt up just a bit more giving him a better view of her thick thighs.

He shifted a bit in his seat to adjust his pants that was starting to have a hard time keeping his growing bulge in.

Then her question went through his ears, snapping him out of his thoughts.

He looked at her shocked and burst out laughing. He really didn't want to laugh at her, but she seemed to be serious and her questioning face was just too adorable.

"Is that what you've been worried about?"

She shrugged, "well can you blame me? You must admit this is a bit weird."

"True" he said nodding.

Although in his world, it was not unheard of to spend several days with a sub and play several scenes then part ways. What he had never done however, was asked anyone to his home. That was his sanctuary and he didn't like mingling other's scents there.

So why did he feel compelled to ask her. Her vanilla and lavender scent filled the car, and it calmed his cat way more than he has ever been in his life. He approved of this human.

Other women he has fucked, his cat just got off on pure sexual instinct. He didn't shift almost at all living in the city, so sex was a good way to let out his frustrations.

He smiled thinking of how NY would react if they saw his lion running around.

They were 10 minutes away when she asked. "Why did you ask ME?" As if she couldn't believe he'd pick her out of all the other women.

Does she not realize she is a fucking goddess?

"Why not?... I consider myself the lucky bastard that got a yes out of you, any soul would be lucky to spend even a mere 5 minutes in your presence." A growl escaped his throat on its own accord. Just the thought of another man spending any time with her, unsettled both him and his cat which was now back to being on alert, pacing back and fourth in the back of his mind.

" Was that a growl? "

He smiled Sheepishly, scolding his cat internally.

"Just thinking of all the things I want to do to you ma belle."

Her face flushed and her breathing quickened.

He loved that reaction.

"There can not be any feelings Henri."

He nods his head in agreement. "Good, tell me what you want to get out of this. We are almost there by the way."

She looked out the window and noticed they were close to reaching Central Park South. She could never afford a place around here... Well not yet anyway.

This was one of the most expensive streets in NYC. It was part of what it's called the 'Billionaires' Row'. An area where some of the most richest people in the world came and spend money purchasing some of the world's most expensive homes. One listing from around here would add a real nice cushion to her bank account.

"I've never taken a vacation, so I'm considering this as my first...

Fun.

I just want for once let go a bit and experience something else and have fun if that's at all possible.

Then we part ways."

She knows what she sounded like. Going home for weeks with a stranger and almost begging for fun. But fuck... She needed this. After their little encounter at the club, he flipped a switch in her. Her whole body sang for him, and even if that was scary, she needed to understand why.

And if he happens to be a serial killer who cares. There would be no-one left behind to miss her anyway.

She suddenly felt like she stabbed herself in her heart, but as always she shrug it off and got the morbid thoughts out of her head.

That's how she lived her life and was able to wake up every day and keep moving forward. Just keep pushing bad thoughts down. She didn't know how long she was going to be able to keep that up... But so far so good.

"We are here Ms. Natalia, and I hear you. No feelings, just fun. And now that I know this is your first time off, I'll make sure to make our time even more special." He answered her with a bright smile.

He got off first and went to her side of the car to help her down. As soon as their hands touched the electricity and tingles shot up their arms and ran through their bodies.

She shivered at his touch. He pulled her closer to his chest and without a word kisses the side of her lips.

"Shall we?" he asked against her lips.

She nodded yes. That's all she could do. She didn't trust her voice at this moment.

Still not moving, he put his hand in the small of her back and directed her to the main door of the building.

Even through her clothes, she could feel the warmth of his hand, and the idea of his long fingers entering her core flashed through her mind, and she immediately felt the pool between her legs. At the exact moment Henri whipped his head to look at her with a sly smirk on his face.

Is she didn't know any better, she'd thought he knew what she was thinking about or how horny she felt right now.

They've entered the luxurious building, he said hello to the security men behind the desk with a nod, while they made their way to his apartment.

They entered a private elevator and pressed the 33rd floor.

With his hand still in the small of her back, he scoots her a bit closer to him and snakes his arm completely around her waist while looking up at the numbers changing.

"I know we've slightly grazed on the topic Henri, but what exactly are you expecting from me? "

Before he could answer, the ding of the elevator let them know they've arrived on his floor.

This was no mere apartment. As he opened the door to his penthouse, her real estate broker brain went into work and started salivating.

The whole floor was his and the place was two stories which can be accessed by a gorgeous spiral stairs. Surrounded by floor to ceiling lengths windows, the views were spectacular.

This was easily worth close to 40 million.

Seriously, how rich was he?

"Would you like a tour?"

"Y-yes please."

He chucked at the big grin on her face.

"We have plenty of times for that, for now let me answer your questions Ms. Natalia." he says as he takes their jackets off and shoes and place them in a closet by the exit.

"Would you like anything to drink or eat?"

She smiles "No Henri, we just ate, I'm perfectly fine."

"Yes you are... More than fine, you are fucking beautiful...

Total surrender."

"Excuse me?"

"What I want from you... Is total surrender."

She frowned and pondered at his words. She didn't quite know what he meant by that, but she knew she didn't do well with just surrendering. Actually she's lived her life to do the exact opposite. She is a fighter and a survivor. She could never afford to surrender in the past, it would destroy her in every which way.

But isn't that why she said yes in the first place?

Was it? Could she really trust him? Could she trust herself not to fall for him?

This whole time, he gave her some space to think, but his gaze never once left her. She found it strange how he could just stand there and not even blink, not move a muscle. At this point he looked like a predator waiting for his prey to pounce.

"What does that mean, total surrender?"

In a blink of an eye, he was close in front of her... So close she could feel his hot breath caressing her lips.

His voice went down a couple of octaves.

"It means Ms Natalia, if I tell you to hike your skirt up and lay across my lap so I can spank that perfect ass of yours as a punishment for not wearing what I asked you to, then you just do it.

It means, I want to tie you up, blindfold you and fuck you senseless and make you come over and over again until we both collapse"

He got impossibly closer, and runs his hands down her back and cups her ass in his hands and pressed their lowers bodies together in a grunt, making her feel exactly how much he wanted her.

"It means ma belle, you will be mine to do whatever I want, whenever and however I want it to be done...

And I'm dying to do so much to this body." He whispers to her ear while softly biting the lobe, making her quiver in place.

She didn't even know she was holding her breath until he told her." Breathe baby" then she exhaled but was still shocked to hear the term of endearment.

"Stop over thinking" he says brushing his knuckles gently against her cheek. "Are you OK with those conditions beautiful?"

She nodded.

"Tsk Tsk... I need words Ms. Natalia." his says his forehead to hers with his eyes never leaving hers, studying every emotion passing through her as she decided.

"Yes... I trust you."

He closed his eyes for a few seconds and let those words wash over him which almost bucked his knees. Her trust meant everything and he would do his very best not to let her down.

"Do you remember your safe word?"

"Bacon"

"Good girl."

He took a few steps back away from her, and she unconsciously let out a small whine in protest from the lost of his warmth.

He turned around and silently made his way to a breathtaking living room. She instinctively followed.

He grabs a remote and turns on the fireplace and then faces her again.

She was suddenly nervous under his intense gaze.

He sat down comfortably on the leather tan sofa nearest to the fireplace while she was still standing there waiting.

"Hike up your skirt and come lay here on my lap." he demanded in that husky voice that melted her core.

Ah shit... Here we go.

Using my phone sorry if there are any errors. I will come back some other time to edit it all.

Please don't hesitate to let me know what you think so far. 😊