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Everyone at the table’s staring at me and I only have my eye on one person. The woman who I get to fuck all weekend. There’s one thing that was missed out, the rules on tonight.
Do I take her now?
Or wait until later?
I’m just about to ask when Ms. Young says, “Well, I think that you two are going to be getting acquainted this weekend.” She stands up and says, “We’re all consenting adults.”
She reaches out for Scarlett’s hand, “I just paid a lot of money for you to have a good birthday dear. Make sure that you enjoy it.”
She nods to me, the code which means that if I want the contract to be signed then I better make sure that Scarlett enjoys it.
“It’ll be my pleasure to ensure that she does enjoy it.”
She smiles, still speechless and I could pretend that I want to talk. That I want to find out exactly what’s on her mind, but I don’t. Because I only have one thing on my mind, time’s ticking and her aunt has just paid seventy-five thousand dollars just for the weekend and I have a business to run. If I want to succeed as it has been doing for the last decade. Then I need to make sure that every minute she spends with me, she doesn’t regret.
The last thing that I need is for her to be crying to her aunt.
I’ve canceled calls, meetings, and other business ventures just to give her my undivided attention to this weekend. It’s a life line that I can’t afford to cut.
As we swiftly move through the crowd. Some of them are cheering and some of the women are giving her the evil eye.
‘Get over it!’
Damn, men are not that bitter and by the look of things, I did win the hottest woman at the ball. Even the young ones who are probably a year or two older than her, still appear middle-aged compared to her.
There’s an innocence about her, something that makes me take and protect her at the same time. She’s avoiding my eye contact every time I turn back to make sure that she’s behind me. That I’m not walking too fast. I must admit I could fucking run here. I didn’t even need my car. I could easily jog all the way home with her on my back.
As we reach the valet, my car’s parked outside and still we don’t speak. I should say something to her. But then for the first time in my life, I’m fucking speechless. I’ve never had an arrangement like this and some part of it’s so fucking weird. I never pay for sex, but this isn’t me paying her it’s the opposite way around which makes it even stranger.
The valet opens the door for her and she just moves to sit in the car. Maybe she’s scared and doesn’t know what to say too.
I put my keys in my pocket and then I hesitate moving into my car.
When I hear a familiar voice, one that only an hour ago, I would have wanted to be bent over my car and fucking her from behind. Now, she’s in front of me. My dick doesn’t twitch it’s as if it’s automatically decided who it wants tonight and it’s no longer Cathy Winters.
“Have a good night Joshua Moore.”
I nod, as I’m just about to jump into my car, “I intend to. And the same to you.”
I look up and notice that she has more buttons undone than she did when she did when we first met. In another life, I would have considered it. Maybe told her that I’ll be back after the weekend, but this was too close for comfort. I’d come too far to just give up on the contract like that.
I hesitate as I start the engine, until she speaks. She says something that I didn’t expect her to say, “I don’t believe in coincidences, Mr. Moore. What did my aunt have in mind?”
“She wanted me to show you a good time.”
She seems surprised and I sit back and wait for her to tell me that she doesn’t want to do it or she’s not that type of girl. Instead she clears her throat and says, “So, where are we going on our date?”
This is the point that I need to make very clear. I turn to her and say as I turn off the engine. I think that she may jump out of the car when she hears the truth.
“I don’t date. I fuck. If you want a man to show you round town and give you roses and sweet talk to you at the end of the night then you’re in the wrong car.”
Her eyes are wide and there’s no movement on her part but I know that one of two things are happening. Her heart’s beating like a rocket at the speed of light and her panties are wet. I bet that they’re dripping so much that she’s left a little patch on the seat.
“This weekend is about fucking sweetheart. I’m your dominant and you’re my submissive. If I tell you to bark, you ask me how loud? If I tell you to strip. You move at the speed of light and if I tell you to get on all fours. You do it without hesitation.”
She swallows a lump in her throat and she’s blinking out of control.
“So, my aunt paid seventy-five thousand dollars for you to fuck me?”
