Page 64 of Alpha Bait

"Not that."

"Then what?"

"I need your ass."

She gasped.

"My ass?'

"Now."

"You can't be serious."

"I am. Bend over. Show it to me," I commanded

"I've never done that."

I chuckled, "You expect me to believe that? A Manhattan socialite who's never had it --"

"I'm serious Richard," she replied before I could say the words out loud.

"So you're opposed then?"

"Not opposed."

"Then what?"

"I never thought... I never thought a guy like you would ask for something like that."

"A guy like me?"

"Yes," she admitted.

"I'll need you to explain more," I mumbled.

"It's just... Usually with men from my world, there more polished... Cleaner... Composed."

"And I'm none of these things?"

She backtracked, "that's not what I meant."

"Then clarify," I replied, "dear."

"I never expected a man like you to be so wild."

As she said it, I could see in her eyes she didn't mean it in a bad way. Perhaps the taboo was something she admired. Perhaps it was something she had craved secretly as well.

"So you'll do it?"

"I never said that," she snapped.

"What are you afraid of?"

She paused. When I thought she had taken too long to respond, answer for her.

"Do you think it will make you a whore?" I blurted out.

She gasped, "what did you just say?"

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