Page 12 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Ahh, you don’t know how to take a compliment. That is a spankable offence.”

His tone is serious but playful.

“But it’s not true.”

“Have you seen your boobs? It’s so true.”

I laugh, sipping the last of my drink. “You can’t think they are gorgeous.”

Evan leans back in his chair, and crosses his arms over his chest. “Are you calling me a liar?”

The cool tone sends a shiver up my spine. His expression is serious, his eyes are hard, and I squirm in the chair.

“No…it’s just most guys don’t think any part of me is attractive.”

“Mara, look at me.” It takes a lot of willpower to lift my eyes to his but I do.

“I think you’re beautiful and I can't wait to get to know you better.”

I suck in a breath, his words making me want to bolt out of my seat.

Because when he sees that I'm not anything special, that I'm barely holding my stuff together, he’ll leave.

When he gets to know me and realizes that I'm serious about being okay with my body being this size, that I'm not going to go on a diet or an exercise program to change it, he’ll leave.

“It’s only for tonight.” Evan shrugs. “That’s what we’re negotiating for, tonight. Do you like oral sex? What about vibrators?”

“I’ll take as many orgasms as I can get.” My voice is thick. I swallow, feeling off-kilter by how easily I talk with this man.

“You might regret saying that by the time I'm done with you.”

His words unleash a fresh river between my legs. My heart is in my throat. I can’t wait to run my hands down his muscular chest to feel if his lips are going to be as soft as they look.

“What about marks from impact play?”

“On my ass is fine.” This is so surreal, it's like I'm ordering groceries or something. Except for the way I'm wet between my legs.

“Good,” Evan says. “What about names or honorifics?”

I swallow, meet his eyes briefly and look down. I know I told him that I want an escape, that I want something fun, but I also want to feel cared for and giving Evan a title will help me get into that headspace.

“I…do you like Sir?” I go to touch his arm and hesitate.

He notices and smiles. “Yes. I'm going to like hearing Sir from you. Names, Mara?”

I shake my head. My eyes are closed so tightly they are scrunched up. “Nothing degrading or humiliating. I’m on birth control, but I want you to wear a condom.”

“Open your eyes, Mara.” His voice has changed to that cool Dom tone.

I inhale, shakily, willing myself to stay in this chair.

Somehow this is happening, and I've come this far. If he’s going to run, here is one of the doors he’d run through.

“Yes, I'm going to wear a condom. I’m not in a relationship currently. I have a play partner that’s really casual. We get together when she’s in town. What about you?”

I laugh. “No, I’m not seeing anyone.”

Evan crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Mara, you told me that you like your body. Why are you so quick to brush off the possibility of someone being attracted to you?”

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