Page 11 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Mara, I’m going to ask you again. Do you want to play with me tonight?”

3 MARA

Evan’s touch is warm, and sure. I like how his thumb is making circles along my index finger.

His tone is serious and he hasn’t said or done anything that makes me feel like he doesn’t mean what he says.

But I've been hurt in the past by guys who aren't really attractive to me but have pretended to be, only to later learn that fetishizing a thick girl was on their bucket list.

I shift on my seat, my cheeks burning with Sabrina's parting comment.

I don’t think of myself as timid. At work, I'm efficient and friendly. Though it’s true I might let myself be taken advantage of at work, but that has to do with confidence. The extroverted personalities of my employers would make anyone a little shy.

But I hate that Sabrina said that. She’s known me for years.

I don't want to be timid.

“I want to play with you, Evan.” His smile shows off a pair of impressive dimples. It makes me swoon.

“You’ve made me the happiest man in the place. How experienced are you with kink?” He extends both hands, palms up to me.

“I haven’t been in the lifestyle long, but I’ve played with people before. I’ve attended munches and kink parties.”

“What are you looking for?”

I place my hands in his and take a breath. I want to give him an honest answer. I’ve always known that I needed something more sexually, to find pleasure, but I don't know if I like casual play or if I want a formal Dom/sub relationship.

“That’s a big question.” A wave of anxiety crashes through me trying to find words to explain what I want in a relationship and what I don't want. I can't seem to form them to get them out of my head.

“You’re right, forget I asked that," Evan grips my wrist. "What are you looking for tonight?”

I swallow past a lump in my throat. The thudding of my heart is so loud, I'm sure Evan can hear it. His touch feels so good.

“Escape. Something fun.”

“You didn’t seem opposed to spanking when I mentioned it,” Evan’s heated gaze makes me squirm.

“No…I like to be spanked.”

“Good. What about sex?” Evan raises an eyebrow and flashes me that grin.

My insides turn to liquid at the question. “Not opposed to that either. Except anal,” I rush out the words. “I need to get to know someone, to work up to that."

I tense, expecting Evan to say that he can work me up to it or that I'll like anal with him.

But he runs a finger along my forearm gently. “No anal sex tonight. Do you like your breasts played with?” He says it so casually, it makes me give him an answer without hesitation.

“Yes. But lightly, I don't like impact on my breasts. I’m okay with clamps though.”

“I can’t wait to feel those gorgeous breasts in my hands.” I’m blushing furiously and I shake my head at him. I want to believe him, that his words are true but in my experience, guys say they are attracted to me and it’s only a surface thing.

But this is just one night. One play session.

“You don’t have to say that.”

“Say what?” Evan takes both my hands in his, and squeezes them. His intense gaze is filled with heat and want and it's making me blush.

“That my breasts are gorgeous.”

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