easy tone, “The Chancellor is waiting, Coraset.”
“This is your last warning.” Coraset warned and stepped back to allow some breathing room between them.
Sekai motioned her hand towards the stony path that led out to the garden, and Coraset walked away first slowly. Sekai gave one last look to Aisling, and she saw her fear in her eyes. She smirked at Aisling before leaving her standing alone. The two walked slowly out of sight of the pool and harem area.
“You have a short temper.” Sekai noted.
“Only with immature people,” Coraset commented as she brushed her hair back.
The women walked side by side through the garden. Coraset had a feeling Sekai had something to say, but she didn’t push her to ask. She simply prepared herself mentally for what was to come. There was no question the Chancellor was going to make her sleep with him, and Coraset knew she couldn’t deny him. When they got to the stained glass arched doors, Coraset stopped to really think about what she was about to do.
“Are you ready?” Sekai asked as she reached for the gold latch.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
Sekai opened the glass door and remarked, “Go up the flight of stairs, and you’ll be in his bedroom. I’ll meet you down here when you’re done.”
Coraset walked into the foyer and slowly up the steps. She breathed in deep trying to calm her nerves and prepare her mind for his presence. She had to show that she wanted his company, that she respected him and wanted only to make him happy. It was hard to get to that point, but when she finally got to the top of the steps and saw him standing in his crisp blue suit, looking debonair, she was ready.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
“Come, Coraset, have a seat.” Chancellor Erato stepped aside revealing a small round table with a large salad bowl, small bread squares, and champagne.
She sauntered over to him, making sure her hips swayed. The Chancellor met her halfway, and he took her hand gently into his. He pressed the back of her hand to his lips gently. Chancellor Erato kept eye contact with her as he led her to the table and pulled out a chair. Coraset moved slowly and deliberately into her seat.
Chancellor Erato pulled his chair closer to her and sat down. He eyed her neck and soft shoulders. The dress she had on was sleeveless and strapless and just the top of her breasts were showing.
“Shall we have a toast?” He offered.
Coraset raised her glass and asked, “What shall we toast, Chancellor?”
“To new and exciting beginnings,” he proclaimed.
“I say we should toast to you.” Coraset remarked.
Chancellor Erato liked that idea better, and they clanked glasses together. Both of them took a sip, and Coraset could feel the liquid tingle through her senses.
“So, how has your stay been so far?” He asked after he swallowed half of his drink.
“Very relaxing,” She answered as she rested her hands in her lap. She made sure her attention was completely on him.
“I’ve read about you. You were trained by the Federation to be a gardener. You tested high, and you chose to work in the dirt.”
“I guess you can look at it like that, but it’s not a bad job.”
“What’s so good about it?”
“It’s easy, no stress, no worries, and no one hanging over my shoulder. The plants don’t talk back. They do not cause problems. They simply grow.”
“You weren’t being utilized to your full potential, Coraset. This is what this society is about. Making sure everyone works and does their part to their fullest capabilities for the greater good.”
Coraset watched him as he downed the rest of his drink.
“Well, you’re here now with me, and I will make sure you’re used to the fullest.” Chancellor Erato laughed thinking he was pretty clever. She didn’t like his humor, but she pretend like she did.
“So, what does your name mean? I’ve never heard of it before.”
“It has no meaning. It’s just a name.” Coraset answered.
A waiter dressed in a black suit walked into the room. He placed a healthy portion of salad on the Chancellor’s plate, and he fixed Coraset’s plate, as well. She declined the bread with a lift of her hand over the plate. The waiter walked back out. She thought that was a complete waste to have a waiter come in just to prepare their plates, but she didn’t voice her opinion in the matter.
Coraset waited until he started eating before cutting into her salad. She wasn’t hungry, but she didn’t want to be rude. She ate small pieces. They continued their lunch hardly speaking. Chancellor Erato wiped his mouth when he finished, and he tossed the napkin on the table.
He lifted Coraset’s hand, and he breathed, “I got a feeling you’re going to be a sweet dessert.”
Chancellor Erato led Coraset across the room to his bed. She wasn’t too excited about sleeping with him, but if she denied the Chancellor, she knew it wouldn’t end well for her. He pulled her close when they were beside the bed, and he kissed and sucked on her neck. Coraset tried to act like she wanted him, but inside she cringed. She was not turned on by him, and the fact the he was touching her with the same lips that he kissed Aisling with made her skin crawl. His hand worked feverishly up and down her back.
He pulled her dress down to her waist, and he pulled at one of her breasts roughly. Coraset was feeling the tingle deep within, the natural want, but in the midst was an utter disgust for him. The Chancellor stripped down quickly as he continued kissing her from the neck to her breasts. When he was completely naked, he grabbed Coraset by the waist and pulled down the rest of her clothing including her underwear. He moved her to the bed.
Chancellor Erato breathed heavily into her ear as he settled on top of her. He was restless, barely able to contain his need. He’d already begun to push, and she lay there like a dead weight. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him. At least, trying to pretend it felt good. It wasn’t long before he sped up. He moaned a name, the wrong name. He said Aisling as clear as day. She asked herself if he was blind or stupid or both. She didn’t have red hair, and she sure wasn’t white. Coraset rolled her eyes wishing he’d hurry up and finish.
Chancellor Erato’s body eventually tightened as he peaked, and he yelled and pushed deeper into Coraset. She faked a cry like it felt amazing, but nearly started laughing. He didn’t even notice. He gently kissed her on the mouth, and she gave a dry smile. He moved off of her to catch his breath. Coraset got off the bed quickly.
He lifted his head and asked breathlessly, “Where are you going?”
“I need a drink.” Coraset responded as she slipped on her underwear and dress.
She made sure her back was to him as she reached to get the vial hiding in the top hem of her dress. Coraset shook the ingredients into his empty glass and put the vial back in its hiding place. She poured drinks into both flutes and turned to him with her hips posed sexily to one side.
The Chancellor got off the bed and walked over to her. He wasn’t shy about his naked body. Coraset noticed he wasn’t muscular, but he wasn’t lean, either. He had a flat stomach and was showing signs of age with speckles of grey hair above his member.
She handed him the other champagne glass and asked quickly, “Shall we toast?”
“And what shall we toast to this time?” He asked as he stared at her chest.
“To you, of course,” Coraset said with a smile.
They emptied their glass in one swallow. Chancellor Erato was about to kiss her, but Coraset grabbed his penis. He shuddered as she moved her hand back and forth. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and a smile appeared on his face. He dropped the champagne glass, and it shattered on the floor causing both of them to jump away.
Chancellor Erato laughed. His devilish smile brightened his entire face. He complimented, “You were so good.” He glanced down at his huge gold watch and cursed under his breath. “It’s too bad I have to go back to work. I was going to let you have me one more time.”
