Klaus laid Emily down on the bed, staring at her in the darkness like a king. "You know what? What you just said pisses me off. You questioned my loyalty to you. You even thought I didn't care about you."
"I'm sorry." Emily was at a loss for words. Klaus's tone made her think he was genuinely angry.
"I don't want your apology." Klaus said after a pause. The masculine smell emanating from him enveloped Emily. "I want you to please me."
"But I don't know how to do that," Emily said, her tone betraying a hint of bashfulness.
"You will learn," Klaus replied, wrapping Emily's soft hair between his fingers. "Pleasure me, Emily."
Emily took a deep breath and then slipped out of bed. She knelt between Klaus's legs and gently stroked his erection through his pants. As his cock swelled against his underwear, Emily unzipped his pants and slipped her hand inside to grasp his massive cock.
