Page 13 of Debts and Desires
“I’ll give you a blowjob,” I blurted out, cutting him off. He reared back like I had hit him, swallowing.
Oh fuck. Why did you say that? He looksmoreoffended now than he has all night.
“I’m sorry,” I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I wasn’t try—” this time he cut me off.
“You thinkoneblowy is gonna be enough for the towandthe work I’m probably gonna have to do on your fancy car?”
“Uh, three?” I offered with a wincing smile.
“Nuh-uh.” I felt my face heat even more.
“Four?” He shook his head slowly.
Were we really bargaining blowjobs as currency? This guy probably thought I was a nutcase—no pun intended—or at leastmoreof one. Everything was catching up to me again, and I felt my eyes filling with tears for the thousandth time that night.
“There has to be something,” I said quietly. After a moment, he let out a sigh. I looked back up.
“Fine… But I want,” his eyes darkened as they danced over my body, “more than that.”
“Like what?” I breathed.
“Everything.”
One word and my throat seemed to constrict.
Was it always this hot in here?
“Everything?” I confirmed. He nodded.
“I still have to look at it, but from what I can tell, it’s gonna take me some time to get everythin’ done for your car. I have customers in front of you, payin’ meactualmoney, that I can’t just skip over. Plus, the labor when I do get to it, and parts if needed.”
“Okay… So tell me what exactly you want, then?”
“You. For seven days. Anytime, anywhere, and anythingI want. And that’s just to cover the tow tonight. We’ll worry about the rest of the work later.” My eyes widened as he stepped until he was in front of me. “Don’t worry, I ain’t a depraved maniac who wants to do horrible things to you.” I would’ve laughed at the mention of my joke from earlier, but his next words had my brain shutting off. He placed his mouth next to my ear and whispered, “I just wanna know what you taste like.” He stepped even closer, his chest pushing into mine as he walked us back into a wall. “I wanna know if the rest of your body blushes like your neck does when you’re all flustered.” He paused, placing his hands on the wall on either side of my head. Then he looked medeep in the eyes and said, “I wanna know what you sound like when I’m inside you.”
I took in a jagged breath.
Holy fuck balls.
That was the hottest thing I’d ever heard.
“We got a deal, Buttercup?”
Buttercup?!
Damn my crazy ass for ignoring my rational thoughts and listening to my pulsating clit instead.
“O-okay.”
“I wanna hear you say it. All of it.”
“You get me for a week, however, and whenever you want, in exchange for towing my car.”
“The rest we’ll talk about later,” he added.
“The rest is later,” I repeated.
“Good girl.” I don’t know what it was about hearing that, but my whole body lit up from his words. He pulled away, his eyes not leaving mine. “I’m gonna bring your car in, put the truck away, and go clean my hands up real quick. I want you to go back to my office and take off your panties. Then I want you to bend over the desk and wait for me.” I stared at him. “You want your car fixed, Buttercup?” I nodded. “Then go on. Unless you wanna back out.”
