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“Why didn’t you fuck me on here, this would’ve been way more comfortable than that old barrel.”
I smirk at her. I won’t tell her that it’s been a fantasy of mine since I was a teen to have sex down here against the barrels. Some things are better left unsaid.
“Asshole,” she grumbles, moving gingerly.
“Are you okay?” I worry.
“Can’t say. My soul hasn’t returned to my body yet. Some tattooed giant fucked me into oblivion. I’ll let you know when I figure it out, though.” She winks.
“I’ve been called many things, a tattooed giant is far from the worst. Come here and sit in my lap, let me rub some of that tension away.”
“Is that a euphemism for more sex, because I’ve got to tell you, I’m closing up shop for the night. No more customers. I’m calling cocksuckers on that idea.”
A laugh rips from me, shocking both of us. Her features light up with joy and then she’s laughing right along with me. God, this is not how I pictured my day going when Manny woke me up with his call this morning.
“Tell me about your contracts, what do they entail?” she asks, crawling onto the table.
Silence reigns between us as I contemplate what to tell her. I know my preferences aren’t the norm, but I’m also not ashamed of them, either. “They’re like any other standard contract, just with a few added clauses geared towards my particular proclivities. One hundred percent binding with an NDA to cover both sides. Why do you want to know?”
She shrugs, muttering about curiosity killing the cat before laying her head in my lap. My fingers move with a mind of their own, running through her curls with surprising ease. I expected her hair to be knotted after all that sex, but it’s not.
“I think you fucked the alcohol out of me,” she mumbles. “Because all of that sounds way too serious, and not fun. I like fun … and I like alcohol. I might like you too.” She says the last bit through a big yawn.
“I’m worried I might like you too, little doe,” I murmur as soft snores and puffs of air push through her bruised lips.
How the fuck am I ever going to give this woman up?
I groan. My muscles are stiff from sleeping in such an uncomfortable position all night. Rolling onto my side, I attempt to drape my arm around the doe and pull her lithe body snug against my front while resting my face in her hair, but my hand drops uselessly, thudding against the table. The lavender scent permeating the air when I fell asleep is now nothing more than a faint whisper. A reminder of the woman who I shared breath with. What the hell?
I pry my eyes open and search the room. Empty. Pulling myself into a sitting position, I stretch out my limbs, shaking the muscles to release some of the coiled tension. “Bambi,” I call out as I stand and walk through the tasting room. Maybe she’s in the bathroom. Yet, something intrinsic in me knows that’s not true. Somewhere deep down, I’m certain she’s gone. It’s as if the part of me I shared with her, tethering us together, recognizes that she isn’t nearby.
I pause mid-step when I spot my shirt on the counter. There’s a note lying on top of it—where the fuck did she find pen and paper? I clench my fists open and closed as I stalk over to it, debating whether I want to read it or just toss it in the trash. Anger pulses through me in waves. She could have woken me up. I would’ve taken her back to her hotel, or wherever she’s staying. Maybe that’s it. Maybe she didn’t want me to know where she was staying. It’s brilliant, and though I’m pissed, I can admit that’s the smart play.
I pick up the ripped piece of paper, read it, and then read it again, chuckling to myself.
Dear Mr. Grumpy Pants,
Thank you for exposing my willing body to fervid highs, and teaching me that craving unconventional means of pleasure isn’t something to be ashamed of. You’ve ruined me in the best goddamn way possible. The collision was wholly unforgettable.
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Below is a binding contract. I’ve left my number at the bottom, if you agree to my terms or have reasonable suggestions for changes, give me a call!
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Terms & Conditions :
1. You are only the boss of me during sexy times.
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2. I will always ask before touching you, unless you’ve given your express consent beforehand.
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3. You have to remove the stick from your ass at least a few times a month and learn how to be wild and free with me.
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