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“Would an allowance of ten thousand a month be acceptable to you? Obviously that wouldn’t include gifts and trips and things like that.”
Remi felt his mouth drop open. There was no way he’d heard that right. He closed his mouth and swallowed reflexively.
“I-I’m sorry… Did you just say ten thousand dollars a month?”
“Yeah. Is that not enough? I would be willing to go up to fifteen.”
“Jesus Christ, Dimitrios. That’s a fortune! I mean… there’s no way that sex with me is gonna be good enough to pay that kind of money. I assure you, that I’m not worth that much.”
Remi was twisting his hands in his lap, face a map of open, honest confusion as he looked at Dimitrios. The alpha felt himself bristle at the idea of Remi thinking he was worth so little. He had no idea how much Dimitrios would give for a single night with him.
“I have a feeling you’re going to be worth every penny, pretty boy. So, what do you say?”
Dimitrios held his hand out over the table and Remi stared at it in shock. He reached forward and grasped the large, warm palm.
“Deal?”
“Deal.”
Somehow it kind of felt like making a deal with the devil as he looked into those dark, hungry eyes and shook the alpha’s hand. But Remi couldn’t bring himself to regret taking the offer.
“Now that the money is out of the way, let’s talk about some other aspects of our little deal.”
“Like what?” Remi asked, gray eyes curious.
“Well, like what I’m going to need from you, and what you’re okay with.”
“Okay. I filled out a list of sex things at Magic Shop… Did they not show you that?”
Dimitrios mentally ran through the list of delicious ideas that Remi had checked off on his paperwork and gave a small, pained smile. He was pretty sure it wasn’t good to be hard for this long, his balls were starting to ache from the prolonged arousal.
“They did show me it sweetheart, and I can’t wait to do all those filthy things with you. But I’m more talking about your schedule and mine. When we will meet, where we will meet, that kind of thing.”
“Oh. Of course.”
Remi flushed with embarrassment again. Of course that was what Dimitrios was talking about. He needed to get his head out of the gutter for a single minute and focus on the conversation.
“My schedule is a bit hectic, so I will probably mostly call for you at night, generally after at least 7 o’clock. I also work a lot of weekends, so those times will be scattered as well. Basically, what I’m asking is, are you willing to come when called?” Dimitrios asked.
That question had such a delicious double meaning, but either way the answer was yes.
“Yes, of course. I’ll get you a copy of my schedule, but basically I have classes Monday through Friday. Monday ends at 5:00, Tuesday at 2:00, Wednesday at 3:00, Thursday at 5:00 and Friday only goes til’ noon. I’m totally free on the weekends.”
The alpha let the idea of spending an entire weekend in bed with Remi cut through him. He needed to get a secretary or an assistant or something. He was going to need more free time, that was for sure.
“How would you feel about meeting me at my office after hours on occasion?” Dimitrios asked wryly, raising a brow and eyeing him with dark interest.
Remi felt a surge of warmth coalesce between his legs again. He had no idea how he still was producing slick. His body had to run out at some point he thought, and he’d been half-wet all day. But the image of getting fucked by Dimitrios in a big fancy office, probably with a lot of windows, was the most tantalizing taboo image.
“I think I could manage that.” Remi said, clearing his throat.
“You really are perfect. Such a pretty boy with such adventurous tastes.”
Remi felt his face get hot again and cursed himself for being such an uncontrollable blusher. He looked down and bit his lip to try to hold his smile back. He really didn’t need Dimitrios knowing how much his praise was affecting him. He reached forward and took a little roll from the basket that the waiter had brought, tearing a little piece off and putting it in his mouth. Remi tried to focus on chewing, on figuring out what was in the bread by taste. He needed the distraction.
Dimitrios watched the omega as he got shy again. He wondered exactly how inexperienced he was. Remi had said he didn’t have a lot of experience, but the alpha was only realizing that he probably wasn’t downplaying it. The list of kinks he’d seen in the file had been quite extensive, but the way Remi reacted to the slightest praise, the smallest amount of dirty talk had Dimitrios wondering if most of his experience wasn’t with porn or books. He watched him pick at the roll he’d taken from the basket and wanted to coo at how cute the omega was, tearing little bites off and nibbling on them.
Remi was far more innocent than Dimitrios had originally thought, and that knowledge was excruciatingly tantalizing. He was going to show his pretty boy all those dirty things he wanted to see and experience. He wanted very much to corrupt the omega, to wreck him so thoroughly that he’d feel him for days afterward. Dimitrios picked up his wine and sipped at it, watching Remi across the table, enraptured by him.
