Page 35 of Ask Me Something

“Okay, yes, the rules. Are we agreed on the first few?”

“Yes, I think so.” Fuck before fighting, ask policy, and no dating other people. Sure, I could do that.

“Rule four is that we don’t spend more than two weeks without having a night together.”

“That’s going to be tough considering our work schedules, clients, and your travel.”

“I come to New York at least once per month. We both have airline mileage we can use every other weekend. And maybe we could take a vacation somewhere together in a few months.”

The thought of a trip sounded wonderful, especially one that was with someone. “All right, every two weeks. We can both make the effort.”

“I have a few more things we should go over, but in the meantime why don’t you tell me yours?”

“I don’t know my rules yet.”

“Okay, how about you think about them?” His voice went an octave lower, making my heart beat faster. “I’ll let you get some sleep. Sweet dreams.”

“Goodnight, Brian.” I lay there for a few seconds and then realized he still hadn’t told me all of them. I cursed into my pillow. He was drawing this out way too long. I decided not to play fair and texted him.

“Your bed smells like you which is NOT very conducive for sleep.”

“Part of my seduction technique.”

“It’s working. Matter of fact I’m touching myself right now.”

I was pleased with my out of character bluntness and then jumped when my phone rang. When I answered it, he didn’t give me the chance to speak.

“Another rule is no masturbating unless I’m involved,” he ground out.

“Call me crazy, but isn’t the whole point of self-pleasure to not have someone else a part of it?”

“Yes, but I want to participate in all of your pleasure, which includes that. We can do it over the phone, instant messaging, maybe FaceTime, or my favorite, in person while I watch.”

All of a sudden I was hot and bothered. I wondered if perhaps I could get off with only my hand while he talked to me. “So why don’t you come up here and watch, then?” I challenged, hardly believing I had done so. He was making me more adventurous for sure.

His breath hissed out. “You’d better not be touching yourself.”

It wasn’t in my nature to back down from a challenge. “What will you do if I am? I haven’t agreed to anything yet, and considering I haven’t had sex in over a year, I think I’m beyond being patient.”

He inhaled audibly, and I realized what I’d revealed.

“Get down here and close the door when you do.”

I heard a click. He’d issued an order and hung up the phone.

For the first time in my life, I didn’t hesitate in obeying.

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After shutting the basement door,I padded down the flight of steps fighting my nerves.

Once there, Brian stalked toward me, his eyes smoldering.

Anything I’d thought I’d say died instantly on my lips.

He reached for me and moved my body up against the back of the sofa, bracing my hips with both hands and putting his hard thigh between my legs. “I’m not going to fuck you tonight. Do you understand?”

My eyes met his, and I nodded, unable to speak. His declaration had muddled my mind completely.

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