I stared at the painting for a while. Comparing her life to mine. The only difference was that my binds were invisible. You couldn’t see my cage.
“You okay?” Iosif suddenly asked next to me.
“Yes,” I reassured him. “This painting is filled with pain and sorrow.”
He looked at it and then back at me. “Yes, it is,” he replied.
We strolled through the rest of the gallery, looking at more paintings. Iosif purchased a couple to add to his collection before we headed out.
As daylight turned into darkness, we headed back to the hotel. We stopped in the hotel bar for a couple of drinks before heading up. I ordered a bottle of champagne for the room once we decided to call it a night.
I was worn out and felt sure Clara was, too. Yet, she was on such a high due to all the excitement, she couldn’t stop speaking. By the time we had finished the bottle in our room, she was more than a little tipsy. I noticed it in her speech and the way she used her hands to explain things.
She lay across the couch with her feet dangling over the side. “Today was fun,” Clara said, slurring. “Can I help decorate your home when we get back?”
I smiled at her as I responded. “Yeah, sure, you seem overly excited.”
Clara sat up and bumped my shoulder with her tiny fist. “I might be, but I’ve never decorated a house before,” she replied.
Placing my arm around her shoulders, I pulled her closer. I kissed her forehead as I spoke. “We can take each room in the mansion and redo it if you like.”
She nodded profusely and then stopped. “The world has just started spinning, or is it me?” she asked.
“It’s getting late. Maybe we should head to bed?” I suggested. Standing, I held out my hand for her.
Clara took my hand and stood up. Letting go, she turned and started moving towards the bedroom. “I’ll see you in there?” she said over her shoulder.
Before heading in, I ensured all the windows were closed and the door was locked. As I entered the bedroom, Clara sat up. She was in the middle of the bed instead of on her side. Shesmiled seductively at me as I moved to the bathroom. I washed up and headed to bed.
“Come on, Clara, scoot over,” I said, stopping next to the bed.
She pulled her face at me but moved to the side. I got in and killed the bedside light before turning to face her. She placed her hand on my chest and slowly moved down. As she reached the top of my pants, she slid her hand into them.
Gently, I took hold of her wrist and pulled her hand out before she could reach my cock. Looking into her eyes, I whispered. “What are you doing?”
She raised her head and held it up with her hand as she rose to her elbow. “I want to have some fun,” she replied.
“Clara,” I said softly. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. You’re a little over the top, don’t you agree?”
She pushed me onto my back and flung herself on top of me. Leaning down, she took my lips in a firm and slightly aggressive kiss. “Tipsy or not, I want some fun,” she said as she sat up.
“It’s always fun doing things with you. Especially such activities. But, I think this can wait,” I replied softly.
Clara pushed her hands through her hair, biting her lower lip. As she brought her hands down, she started unbuttoning her shirt. She smiled seductively at me. Once she had undone most of the buttons, she grabbed her breasts and squeezed them firmly.
Clara flung her head back, breathing out loudly. “Don’t you want me?” she asked.
Grabbing both her hands, I pulled her closer as I spoke. “Let’s get some sleep, my tipsy Printessa.”
Clara struggled with me as she lightly swung from side to side. But she didn’t struggle long. Feeling her going limp in my arms, I lowered her back. “I’m not tired,” she mumbled.
“I know,” I replied as I covered her with the blankets. “But I don’t think making love now is a good idea. Not while you’ve had a bit too much.”
Clara didn’t answer. Leaning closer, I heard her snoring softly. She was out like a light. I smiled as I kissed her cheek and forehead. Lying back, I wrapped my arms around her and dozed off.
Chapter 18 - Clara
I opened my eyes but lay still for a moment. Iosif’s arms were wrapped around me. It was nice to wake up like this. Snuggling my head into his chest, I closed my eyes again. Breathing in deeply, I tried to absorb his essence.
