rests his back against it while pulling me flush against him. Was he trying to get to Jeff? He kisses me lightly and then smiles against my lips. We’re face-to-face. “I should go. I’ll see you tonight, Silver.” He’s still holding me and caressing my back.
“I look forward to it. Oh, hold on, I want to give you something.” More? He opens the car door and pulls out his briefcase. He puts it on the roof of the car and opens it pulling out a manila folder. He puts the briefcase back into the car then hands me the folder. “This is the contract for the position at the club. Read it and look it over. You can even have your lawyer go over it. I’m at your will; tell me what you need and want.”
“I’m twenty-two, Silver. I don’t have a lawyer.” He pulls me back to him.
“You can use mine if you feel you need to.” For some reason, I trust you. “Look it over when you have time. Study first, sir!” he orders. “We’ll talk it over after your final.” He smiles before pressing his lips to mine. He is holding nothing back as he caresses me. I peak open my eyes and I see him looking into the window. I laugh against his lips. “What?” he whispers.
“You are trying to make Jeff jealous.” Good!
“A little jealousy never hurt anyone. Plus, I don’t like him.” He’s talking in between pecks on my lips.
“He didn’t do anything to you, Silver.” I lift my head away from his.
“I’ll be honest, I like how Jeff manages this coffeehouse, but I don’t like that he hurt you. I don’t like you hurt. I would do anything to make sure that never happens again.” His tone is sincere and real. “But I think I see smoke coming from his ears so you should get in there. He does have a business to run.” I turn and glare into the window then back to Silver.
“You should kiss me again, like the way you did in the car.” He is happy to oblige. He whips me to the window of the car, poor Connor, and presses against me. He pulls my arms out and pegs them with his hands to the car. He gives a wicked grin. My heart pounds waiting to see what he’s going to do. He presses his mouth against my ear, warming my skin with his sweet breath. Then, he hovers and teases my lips with the anticipation of his mouth against mine. I beg with my eyes and lick my lips. He grins knowing what he is doing to me.
“You see how you feel right now, Mr. Black? Do you feel the need?” Fuck, yes. “I want that to be reserved for me: only me . I want the next time that you experience any type of ecstasy to be from my hands, my body, ME . No one else gets this; no one else gets this desire from you.” I would do anything just about now to have him take me. The fact that he’s so sure that he wants me so badly is such a turn-on to me. I like feeling so wanted . “Only me, Mr. Black. Do you understand?”
“Yes, now fucking kiss me already,” I demand. Flashing a victorious grin, he does as I ask. His kiss flows through me reaching every nerve in my body. I’ve never felt anything like this. Ever. His kiss seems to stop time. He gently trails off my lips and pushes his nose against mine. “Silver, you’re a fucking tease.”
“What do you mean?” He knows.
“You get me all hot and then you…. Nothing.” I say with wide eyes.
“It’s called anticipation, Mr. Black. Haven’t you ever heard that saying: the anticipation of the touch is just as erotic as the touch itself?” His seductive tone is very persuasive.
“Do you want to know what I think?” I ask him. He grins and nods. “I say bullshit,” I bluntly remark. He rolls his head on the side of mine laughing. “No, no I’m serious. I think you’ve been doing it wrong all these years if you think the thought is better than the actual thing; maybe you’ve been with the wrong men.” I can’t wait to show you how wrong you are, Silver.
“I think you might be right.” He kisses me once more then lets me go. I grab my bag and the manila envelope.
“I look forward to it. Oh, hold on, I want to give you something.” More? He opens the car door and pulls out his briefcase. He puts it on the roof of the car and opens it pulling out a manila folder. He puts the briefcase back into the car then hands me the folder. “This is the contract for the position at the club. Read it and look it over. You can even have your lawyer go over it. I’m at your will; tell me what you need and want.”
“I’m twenty-two, Silver. I don’t have a lawyer.” He pulls me back to him.
“You can use mine if you feel you need to.” For some reason, I trust you. “Look it over when you have time. Study first, sir!” he orders. “We’ll talk it over after your final.” He smiles before pressing his lips to mine. He is holding nothing back as he caresses me. I peak open my eyes and I see him looking into the window. I laugh against his lips. “What?” he whispers.
“You are trying to make Jeff jealous.” Good!
“A little jealousy never hurt anyone. Plus, I don’t like him.” He’s talking in between pecks on my lips.
“He didn’t do anything to you, Silver.” I lift my head away from his.
“I’ll be honest, I like how Jeff manages this coffeehouse, but I don’t like that he hurt you. I don’t like you hurt. I would do anything to make sure that never happens again.” His tone is sincere and real. “But I think I see smoke coming from his ears so you should get in there. He does have a business to run.” I turn and glare into the window then back to Silver.
“You should kiss me again, like the way you did in the car.” He is happy to oblige. He whips me to the window of the car, poor Connor, and presses against me. He pulls my arms out and pegs them with his hands to the car. He gives a wicked grin. My heart pounds waiting to see what he’s going to do. He presses his mouth against my ear, warming my skin with his sweet breath. Then, he hovers and teases my lips with the anticipation of his mouth against mine. I beg with my eyes and lick my lips. He grins knowing what he is doing to me.
“You see how you feel right now, Mr. Black? Do you feel the need?” Fuck, yes. “I want that to be reserved for me: only me . I want the next time that you experience any type of ecstasy to be from my hands, my body, ME . No one else gets this; no one else gets this desire from you.” I would do anything just about now to have him take me. The fact that he’s so sure that he wants me so badly is such a turn-on to me. I like feeling so wanted . “Only me, Mr. Black. Do you understand?”
“Yes, now fucking kiss me already,” I demand. Flashing a victorious grin, he does as I ask. His kiss flows through me reaching every nerve in my body. I’ve never felt anything like this. Ever. His kiss seems to stop time. He gently trails off my lips and pushes his nose against mine. “Silver, you’re a fucking tease.”
“What do you mean?” He knows.
“You get me all hot and then you…. Nothing.” I say with wide eyes.
“It’s called anticipation, Mr. Black. Haven’t you ever heard that saying: the anticipation of the touch is just as erotic as the touch itself?” His seductive tone is very persuasive.
“Do you want to know what I think?” I ask him. He grins and nods. “I say bullshit,” I bluntly remark. He rolls his head on the side of mine laughing. “No, no I’m serious. I think you’ve been doing it wrong all these years if you think the thought is better than the actual thing; maybe you’ve been with the wrong men.” I can’t wait to show you how wrong you are, Silver.
“I think you might be right.” He kisses me once more then lets me go. I grab my bag and the manila envelope.
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