He whisked her away, guiding her to the private elevator that took them all the way to the top of the building, from which almost the whole of the city and it's hinterland could be viewed. That was in the day, of course. Now, if the blinds were drawn, the city would be awash with light. Now the apartment was bathed in the palest, dimmest of lights, a beautiful glow that lit the room but was far from offensive to the eyes.
"I believe I promised you something to eat, Rachel dear." He said in the same slow and lustful tone, eyes travelling over that newly exposed area of her flesh, greedy to kiss and lick at her collarbones and make her squirm. He could never hope to control her, or dominate her he knew, but to make her need him, that was something he couldn't help but find undeniably sexy.