Page 12 of The Freeuse Proposal
“I’m so glad you called.” His Scottish accent is a velvet caress, wrapping around me and tugging at something deep in my core. I’d do whatever this guy asked of me.
“Hi,” I manage, inwardly cursing the slight tremor in my voice. “What’s this proposition?”
“Straight to the point. I like that.” His low chuckle sends shivers racing down my spine. “How often have you thought about the Halloween party?”
Heat floods my core and I squirm in place, thighs pressing together. Just hearing his voice has me wet. “Often,” I admit softly.
There’s satisfaction in the deep rumble of his voice. “I’ve been thinking about it constantly—how responsive you were, the little moans you made as you came.”
God, that’s so hot. I have to stifle one of those moans just hearing him talk about how much he enjoyed them. How can he just say things like that so casually? I’m used to partners who fumble awkwardly through their dirty talk, not this smooth confidence that leaves me weak at the knees.
“Which brings me to my proposition,” he continues. “Come stay with me until the new year. For the next few weeks. Be mine completely—my freeuse submissive to do with as I please. Let me guide you deeper into this world of pleasure. I want to take you apart and put you back together until you forget where you end and I begin.”
The air leaves my lungs in a shuddering rush. Oh fuck. I actually sway on my feet, desire slamming into me like a tidal wave. Live with him? Submit to him and put myself at his sexual mercy? It’s insane. Reckless. Dangerous.
And I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life.
My body is already aching with the desire to obey, to please him. To feel that blissful escape that only his dominance provides.
“I...wow. Leo, that’s...” I trail off, swallowing hard. My thoughts are whirling, torn between caution and craving.
“If you want to think about it, I understand,” he says, voice gentling. “I know it’s a lot. I don’t want you making this decision lightly. But Alice...” He pauses and I hear him take a slow breath. “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head. The way you trusted me, the sounds you made, how utterly exquisite you were when you let go...I need to experience that again. I want to take you further.”
My brain blips out and all I can think about is letting him do whatever he wants to me. I’ve never had a man speak to me likethis, and I want to give him everything–and then beg him to take more.
“Okay,” I hear myself saying. “Yes. I’ll do it. I’ll come stay with you.”
“Good girl.” Those two words are a dark purr of approval that makes my toes curl involuntarily. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow evening. Pack for every occasion...and if you’re fine with it, I will hire a moving company to take the rest of your stuff to your new apartment.”
“Yes, sir.” I hear myself say, and then I blush furiously.
He murmurs, “I’ll see you tomorrow,” and hangs up.
I stare at the phone in my hand, trembling all over. Am I crazy? Weeks of being his live-in submissive, at his beck and call, his to command and control.
It’s thrilling and terrifying and I’ve never felt more alive. Doubts try to creep into my mind, but I firmly shove them aside. For once in my overly-cautious life, I’m going to take a risk. I’m going to embrace this wild, sensual side of myself that Leo has brought out. If I don’t take this opportunity, I am going to regret it for the rest of my life.
I want this.
I don’t know exactly what’s going to happen, but I’m ready to submit to my deepest, darkest desires. I’m going to place myself in Leo’s masterful hands and see where this leads.
Look out, Leo. Your willing little submissive is on her way...and she’s going to blow your mind…somehow.
Laughing at myself, I start throwing my sexiest clothes in my suitcase. This is going to be a thrilling adventure.
