“And how do you like to be fucked? Tell me.”

“I could just show you, um, the video, whenever… whenever I get my phone back.”

His lips curved into a smirk. “Or you couldshowme now.”

My knee automatically started rocking. One would think that after that nut he’d just given me with his fingers, I’d be ready to open my legs for him, but… I was afraid to fuck him. I felt his dick on my back and it was huge. Although my pussy was throbbing for him, my mind wasn’t at ease, and neither was my heart. It thumped loudly in my ears. The only reason I knew my hearing was good was because I could hear music playing through the speakers.

He reached for my wrist and turned it toward him. “Tell me why you’re uncomfortable right now.”

“I’m not.”

He raised his eyebrow in response, before taking a sip of his drink. “That’s not what your bracelet is telling me.”

The numbers on the tiny screen read124.I’d completely forgotten about this thing he’d put on my wrist. The longer I stared at it, the higher the number flipped up. I took a big sip of water to try and calm my nerves.

“Diesel, you’re rich.”

“I am.”

“And fine as hell.”

“That’s what the ladies say.”

“And you can literally have any woman that you want.”

“I agree.”

I rolled my eyes. “Can’t leave out arrogant.”

“Please don’t.”

I tried to hide my smirk before I couldn’t hold in my laughter anymore.

“See. That’s what I like to see. You have a beautiful smile.”

“Why did you choose me? I know that I am not your type.”

“You have said that before and I’ve already addressed it.”

“Which means you won’t address it again?”

“You’re catching on quickly.”

“Well, you asked why I’m uncomfortable and I told you.”

He set his glass on the table before focusing back on me.

“Right this second, don’t think about it, tell me what you want.”

My eyes darted from side to side.

“Don’t think, Ms. Greysen.”

“You’re getting off on this, aren’t you?”

He spread his legs and his dick was fighting to come out of those pants.

“So, now…”