He could have any woman and he bought me.
Like that’s so weird.
I wanted to be like, oh, stop. Or oh god, give me more.
But my damned brain is like, beat him! Don’t let him win.
Win.
That words explains it to me.
I want him to win me.
See, he may have bought me, but I want him to win me. And as good as that feels, I need more than hot kisses on my neck.
Okay collarbone now.
Oh god…Darren’s mouth is on my breasts.
He’s going lower.
“Okay, stop!” I yelp it out and it shocks us both. He pulls his mouth off me but doesn’t move.
“I’m just not ready,” I say in a small voice. That’s the truth.
And not just because I don’t want to have sex yet. I mean, the truth is I’m bad that I want to have sex with him now, no matter how crazy a thought that is for me to have.
The truth is I just want to play more games to see if he wins me. And I honestly hope he does.
Darren
I wanted to eat Jenny’s pussy like it was my last meal and I was a prisoner.
When she said she wanted me to stop, I respected that. I plan to marry this woman soon. When I can find the time, arrange the PR for the most opportune moment.
So I didn’t want to freak her out. She wants to wait, I can wait some. When I do fuck Jenny, it will be so goddamn perfect that she blacks out from how hard she orgasms.
Jenny will want me. Fuck, she wants me now. But she will be ready to want me soon.
But this?
My conference room is pink.
Fucking pink.
Pink as the pussy I should be licking right now…
Instead there are giant yellow roses all over the table.
The pens all have fluffy shit on top of them like a cheap stripper’s boa or something.
The chairs are patent leather and covered in glitter.
A fucking unicorn could have been slaughtered in here. Gutted and laid out for dead.
Like, no way in hell Jenny is this dumb and tacky. There’s an understated elegance to little miss bubble gum princess. She wants to piss me off. Or at least test me.
“The children’s clothing line I’m acquiring tomorrow could have designed this room,” I say with a huge smile painted on. I rub her shoulders. “This is fantastic work. You should do every floor in this building however you like. There are 37 floors you’d want to start with,” I say. Yeah, top that, little Jenny. Want to some puke unicorn innards all over my conference room, well, I can play that game.