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A part of me still wonders why he’s volunteered himself as a tribute. What does he gain from this deal?
“Whatever we want,” he says, his voice yanking me to the present. “We go out, sometimes shopping, parties, go to events… that kind of stuff.”
“That’s interesting. I’m familiar with the concept, but I can’t picture you having to give someone gifts for their company,” I say. As far as I know, at Sugar & Silk there isn’t a rate that the sugar babies ask their daddies for their time. They get compensated with gifts, niceties, and maybe money, but not in the straightforward money-for-sex fashion. It’s more like when the girls ask their daddies for help with a car payment, or to fund their college semester.
“I don’t have to. I just appreciate the honesty of the situation. And so do they.” His answer is effortless, like he’s not thinking too much about it.
“But not your mother, right?” No mother who gifts wooden board sets to their sons wants them not to get married, or at least settled. His mother has an agenda, I bet.
He chuckles. “No. My mother doesn’t approve much of Sugar & Silk. She always mentions a friend’s daughter she wants to set me up with.”
I smile, and enjoy knowing this nugget of information. It’s almost like we have more in common. “Do you have any siblings?” I grab a slice of Italian meat from the board, and pop it in my mouth.
“No.”
I take a drink of water. “Ah. So she wants grandkids.”
He looks down at his wine before saying, “Has my mother sent you? You seem to know a lot about her.”
I laugh. “Sorry, I don’t mean to snoop. I come from a small town, it’s easy to read into these motherly type manipulations.” Especially if he’s the only child.
“I bet. Well, enough about me and what my mother wants me to do… what doyouwant to do?” he asks, his gaze connecting with me in a way that twists my insides.
4
Amy
Fuck.He wants me to say it. Even though I made it clear what I was looking for in his office, this is his way of making sure I haven’t changed my mind… that I know what I want. That I want him.
But… does he want me? A kernel of insecurity pinches me. Or does he feel bad because I’m so inexperienced? It’s not like he complimented me tonight. Maybe I’m reading the situation wrong. I mean, I want him, very much so… but don’t want to be charity.
“Grant… I need you to answer. Do you want to spend time with me, or are you just being nice?”
“You think I’m being nice.”
“Well, you know, maybe I was too forward earlier, and you meant well. I’m sure you’ve kissed and made out with so many women, what’s one more, right?” I try to inject some humor in my voice, but my nervousness seeps through.
Suddenly, the space between us is gone, as he slides over next to me. Heat surges through me, air in short supply. He stares at me, his eyes a shade darker. God.
“Amy,” he calls me, and the way my name sounds in his deep voice… “I’m notnice.If I were nice, I wouldn’t have you here. I wouldn’t be fantasizing about your hot naked body in my bed.”
For a long moment, it’s like my entire body contracts, life comes to a halt inside me, then it returns again in full force, my heart thrumming in my blood, in my ears. The idea of this sexy man fantasizing about me does things I can’t even explain.
I believe him, though.
The intensity in his chestnut eyes, the way specks of gold flicker in the depths of his gaze.
He lifts my chin up, and breathing becomes harder and harder. Lust sweeps over me, my pussy already drenching wet for him. God. He hasn’t even kissed me yet, and I’m already hurting for him. Can I handle this man?
“What are you thinking?” he asks.
I lick my lips, unsure if I should tell him. “Well, you’re so experienced… and I’m hyperventilating inside just by being close to you.”
“Just breathe,” he says, then strokes my cheek. The chaste caress sets a raging fire in me. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to, I promise. Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” I shouldn’t, but I do. I know he doesn’t promise what he can’t deliver, but he also doesn’t lie. “Also, just so you know, even though we’re not going to, hm, go all the way, I’ve been on the pill for the past year for other reasons. And I’m safe.”
“Me too. Though I doubt I’ll ever be safe around you.” He dips his head, and catches my lips with his.Omg. Omg. Omg!
