Page 8 of The Freeuse Proposal
That explains the lack of urgency I felt from him originally and why he didn’t fuck me immediately. My heart warms at the thought. I wasn’t just a convenient hole. He actually really wanted me.
After a short walk, we reach his SUV parked a block away. He opens the passenger door, and I climb in, settling into thecomfortable seat as he makes his way to the driver’s side. He doesn’t start the engine, and instead turns to me with an earnest expression.
“I want to be direct with you,” he says. “I’ve enjoyed our time together tonight, and I’d like it to continue. Would you be interested in spending the night at my place? If you’re not comfortable with that, I completely understand and I’ll take you home.”
Holy shit! He wants me to sleep over. He’s waiting for my reaction, and I lean over, knowing that it puts my cleavage on display, and smile at him. “I’ll go to your place, but only on one condition.”
My tits are practically spilling out of my costume and his eyes are drawn to them. When he focuses on my face again, he returns my grin. “What would that be? Something my pet desires sexually?”
My nipples harden and my brain goes fuzzy. Shit, what is this guy doing to me? I blurt out my demands before he makes me forget them. “I want another orgasm tonight, and I want you to make me breakfast in the morning.”
His smile becomes predatory, and I squirm in my seat. Oh god, I can’t believe I just said that! Who am I to be demanding he give me an orgasm and make me food?
“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
Mmm, fuck. I’ll be the best girl if it gets me more pleasure, but I can’t help teasing him. “Maybe.”
He arches an eyebrow at me and starts the car. “Buckle up. Do you know what happens to bad lassies when they misbehave?”
I’m giddy at the turn of events, and I laugh. “No, what happens to them?”
The desire written all over his face makes me want to bend over and suck on him right here in the car. Instead, I quickly buckle my seat belt.
He reaches over and cups my breast, brushing his thumb over my nipple. The friction makes me whimper at how good it feels. When he pulls his hand back. I make a noise of disappointment. He ignores my obvious neediness as he says, “Bad girls get punished, lass. They get spanked for misbehaving.”
Bliss swirls in my core as my pussy throbs. Shit, I’d take a spanking from him.
“So, will you be good for me, or are you going to be naughty?”
I decide to have some more fun with him. “If I’m good, will I get another orgasm?”
He pulls onto the road and there’s amusement in his tone. “You’ll get as many orgasms as you want, my pet…and breakfast.”
I sigh with happiness. This sounds perfect, though I might see if I can get a spanking, too. Something tells me I’d love him making my ass red. I’d probably end up begging him to fuck me.
He rubs my knee before putting both hands on the wheel. I like that he touches me a lot, and I relax in the passenger seat, enjoying the beautiful decorations of the surrounding houses. I briefly wonder where his house is as I head towards an unknown future.
I don’t know what we’re going to do or what he has planned, but I trust him and I’m looking forward to spending more time with him.
Chapter 5
Eventually the warmth of the car and the sound of the road puts me to sleep. I don’t know how much time passes, but I wake up when we’re entering a garage attached to a massive house. It has room for several cars and then some. There’s an RV, a small trailer, and an expensive sports car in it. The metallic clang of the garage door echoes around me as I rub my eyes to make sure I’m not dreaming. Who needs this many vehicles?
When he shuts off the car and comes around to open the door for me, he takes my hand and kisses it before leading me into the house. It’s modern, immaculate, and huge. The kitchen is beautiful with stainless steel appliances that gleam in the light, and a huge island with a marble countertop that feels cool and smooth under my fingertips as I run my hand over it.
As we move through his house, the furniture looks like it belongs in a magazine, each piece perfectly arranged and polished. Hell, this dude is rich...and trusting. He doesn’t know me any better than I know him. I could fuck his brains out and rob him blind. Somehow I know he won’t hurt me, and I’m a good person so I’m not going to take advantage of him either.
He stops in the living room and kisses me softly as I wrap my arms around his neck. The warmth of his body feels wonderful against mine, and that mix of oranges and musk fills my nostrils. I really like this man. He makes me feel safe, no matter how crazy that sounds.
He gazes at me with such affection that it makes my heart squeeze with joy. “Are you sure you want to spend the night, lass? I want you to have fun, not be bored with an old man.”
I giggle as I run my hand along the nape of his neck and up into his hair. It’s soft and thick, and he tilts his head to enjoy the feeling of my fingers against his scalp.
“I doubt you’ll bore me, Leo. You’re the best part of the night.”
His eyes light up at the compliment, and he bends down and kisses my cheek before taking my hand and guiding me towards an ornate spiral staircase. Jesus, I don’t feel like I belong here with him. I live in one side of a duplex that has seen better days, and I won’t even be there for long since I have to move out in a couple of weeks. Ugh, I was trying to forget about that for one night.
As we reach the second floor, I notice the faint scent of lavender coming from the bedroom as I follow him in. The bedside lamps cast a warm glow, and I can see the faint outline of the city lights through the large windows. The bed is huge and the comforter is turned down. The crisp, white sheets look incredibly comfortable. It’s going to be like spending the night in a fancy hotel.
