He wants a bit of foreplay on the bed

Mr. Crassle takes you in his arms and pulls you against him, your breasts mashing against the wiry hairs on his chest. He presses his lips to yours and his tongue invades your mouth roughly. You part your lips further and thrust back, tasting the whiskey and cigars on his tongue.

As he is kissing you he guides you backwards until your legs hit the foot of the bed. He breaks the kiss and pulls you with him onto the comforter. His hard cock presses against your leg as you tumble together onto the bed.

You look him in the eye, ready to obey his every whim.