around the room. “How did I get here, having this conversation with you?”
“You came so hard, you nearly passed out,” Alistair reminded. “Not to mention you flooded the floor and coated my hand and mirror with your orgasm. Sexy stuff—that. I love watching my subs cum.”
Felicity gasped, her mouth dropped open in shock.
Alistair gave her a devilish smile. “Hold that position,” he teased as he rose from the sofa, fingers going to his zipper.
Felicity yelped and slapped his hands away from his crotch. “I didn't sign that contract yet, calm down,” she said, with a giggle. Seeing that he had a sense of humor put her a lot more at ease. Maybe this was something that could be fun. It was definitely going to be interesting.
Laughing, Alistair sat back down. “So, about the contract... should I draw it up? Is there anything else you want to discuss. Please think carefully on this, because once it's signed, it's finalized.”
Felicity paused as she ran through everything she could possibly think of that might be a red alarm for her. She came up blank. “No, I think that's everything.”
“So, this is something you really want to do?” Alistair asked, watching her closely for any sign of doubt.
“I think I'm crazy for even considering this. But I can't deny how you make me feel or what I felt out there. I... I think I want to do this,” she said as she fidgeted with her hands.
Alistair looked down at her hands, seeing how nervous she was. He placed a hand over her knee and she jumped. He arched an eyebrow. “I think you may need some time to think about this and what it really means to commit yourself to this contract. You're still too unsure and that's all right, but I don't want you to enter if you really aren't ready. I will ask a lot of you and push you further than you've ever been, so you need to be sure.”
“I am sure,” Felicity said in her defense.
“Not quite. Take some time to consider it. Get back to me within forty-eight hours. If I don't hear from you within that time frame, I'll assume you've decided against it,” Alistair said as he rose from the sofa.
“And if I call you by the time I get home and say I want in, then what?” Felicity asked, looking up at him. She hoped she didn't appear as desperate as she felt. She didn't want to miss her opportunity to get to know this amazing man more intimately. But she also wanted to know if he was right about her. Was this her world, too?
“If, by the time you make it home and you want to pursue this. You call me, I'll draw up the contract. You and I will both sign it tomorrow. Once that is finalized, we will both take the standard STD test. I'm clean, of course, but it's really better to be safe rather than sorry. I want you to enter this relationship with a clear conscience.” Alistair held his hand out to her and she took it. He helped her rise from the sofa.
“What if it comes back with bad news?” she asked.
“Is there something I should know?” Alistair asked, eyebrows cocked.
Felicity blinked and frowned. “I'm clean! You're the one with the sex club. People depositing fluids all over the place.”
Alistair laughed. “All of my members are all negative for that reason alone. The test is for our peace of mind.”
“Fine. We'll take the tests. After the results clear us, then what?” she asked, getting back on track. It was far too easy for her to get lost in the depths of his gaze. She had found herself zoning out here and there when he was speaking.
“You move in and we begin your new life.”
He walked back to his desk and wrote something down on a rectangular card. Then he returned to Felicity, handing her the card. “My number for when you're ready to reply to my offer.”
“Is this your private number?” she asked, taking the card and looking at the digits. Just the number, no name.
“Yes. Please take care of it.” He kissed her hand. “Until you make your final decision, then.”
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“You came so hard, you nearly passed out,” Alistair reminded. “Not to mention you flooded the floor and coated my hand and mirror with your orgasm. Sexy stuff—that. I love watching my subs cum.”
Felicity gasped, her mouth dropped open in shock.
Alistair gave her a devilish smile. “Hold that position,” he teased as he rose from the sofa, fingers going to his zipper.
Felicity yelped and slapped his hands away from his crotch. “I didn't sign that contract yet, calm down,” she said, with a giggle. Seeing that he had a sense of humor put her a lot more at ease. Maybe this was something that could be fun. It was definitely going to be interesting.
Laughing, Alistair sat back down. “So, about the contract... should I draw it up? Is there anything else you want to discuss. Please think carefully on this, because once it's signed, it's finalized.”
Felicity paused as she ran through everything she could possibly think of that might be a red alarm for her. She came up blank. “No, I think that's everything.”
“So, this is something you really want to do?” Alistair asked, watching her closely for any sign of doubt.
“I think I'm crazy for even considering this. But I can't deny how you make me feel or what I felt out there. I... I think I want to do this,” she said as she fidgeted with her hands.
Alistair looked down at her hands, seeing how nervous she was. He placed a hand over her knee and she jumped. He arched an eyebrow. “I think you may need some time to think about this and what it really means to commit yourself to this contract. You're still too unsure and that's all right, but I don't want you to enter if you really aren't ready. I will ask a lot of you and push you further than you've ever been, so you need to be sure.”
“I am sure,” Felicity said in her defense.
“Not quite. Take some time to consider it. Get back to me within forty-eight hours. If I don't hear from you within that time frame, I'll assume you've decided against it,” Alistair said as he rose from the sofa.
“And if I call you by the time I get home and say I want in, then what?” Felicity asked, looking up at him. She hoped she didn't appear as desperate as she felt. She didn't want to miss her opportunity to get to know this amazing man more intimately. But she also wanted to know if he was right about her. Was this her world, too?
“If, by the time you make it home and you want to pursue this. You call me, I'll draw up the contract. You and I will both sign it tomorrow. Once that is finalized, we will both take the standard STD test. I'm clean, of course, but it's really better to be safe rather than sorry. I want you to enter this relationship with a clear conscience.” Alistair held his hand out to her and she took it. He helped her rise from the sofa.
“What if it comes back with bad news?” she asked.
“Is there something I should know?” Alistair asked, eyebrows cocked.
Felicity blinked and frowned. “I'm clean! You're the one with the sex club. People depositing fluids all over the place.”
Alistair laughed. “All of my members are all negative for that reason alone. The test is for our peace of mind.”
“Fine. We'll take the tests. After the results clear us, then what?” she asked, getting back on track. It was far too easy for her to get lost in the depths of his gaze. She had found herself zoning out here and there when he was speaking.
“You move in and we begin your new life.”
He walked back to his desk and wrote something down on a rectangular card. Then he returned to Felicity, handing her the card. “My number for when you're ready to reply to my offer.”
“Is this your private number?” she asked, taking the card and looking at the digits. Just the number, no name.
“Yes. Please take care of it.” He kissed her hand. “Until you make your final decision, then.”
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