“Feeling different levels of guilt, but I’m fine.”
I reach up and wrap my hand around his wrist. “Listen to me. You have nothing to feel guilty about. I liked what we did. I want to do it again. I want to do more.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
“Alright.”
“I’m sorry things went down that way with your ex. I know how difficult things can be with exes, but as we get to know each other better one thing you have to know about me, even if I have a hard time telling you my deepest darkest secrets, I am horrible at doing things that I don’t want to do. I wanted you to show me how to submit to you. I want you to show me more. I liked what we did, a lot.”
This time I lean up and kiss him. I knew I was in trouble the moment I booked my flight, but now I’m in real danger. We’ve made a deal and yeah there are rules, but there’s some stuff I just can’t tell him. Like how the way he kisses makes me lose all my fucking sense. Or how he has the best mouth and the best dick I’ve ever experienced in my whole life. I know I mean for this to be a short, reassuring kiss, but I find myself wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him close. He gathers up my hair again, but this time he’s extra gentle.
When I break our kiss I can’t help but laugh at the look on his face. His brow is all scrunched up. He’s looking at my lips and licking his own. “You don’t like artificial pineapple flavor?”
“Is that what that is?”
“Yeah, it’s my favorite after shower lip balm.”
He rubs his finger along his lip like it’s gonna come away a different color or something.
I sigh and slip my hand under the hem of his shirt. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Tonight. We’re shopping.”
“For what?”
“Bondage rope. A few different gags. A flogger. You have any sexy lingerie in your luggage?”
I laugh a little because it wouldn’t be all that far fetched if I said I thought about packing some. “No. Just regular draws.”
“We’ll have to get you some.”
“I see. And what else?”
“Some toys.”
“Toys?” I say, kind of feigning shock. What the hell does this boy have in mind?
“As much as I would love to be able to fuck you all day long, my dick needs time to recover. With the right toys though…”
“Uh huh. Go on.”
“With the right toys, I’ll be able to keep you wet and ready all day long.” My cunt swells at the thought.
“Are you going to be good to go again tonight?” I ask.
“Are you asking me if I’ll be able to fuck you again?”
“Yes.”
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes.”
“Then we’ll have to work something out. Are you hungry?”
“I’m starved. Are you going to let me keep my tits in my shirt during this meal?”
