Page 16 of Five Days to Be Mine

“I don’t take care of the decor down here. They’re…”

“Flowers, I get it. Not everyone loves them like I do,”

Mara grins, saving me from having to explain. I stride over to the wooden door, and using a keycard, I swipe it through.

“All private and stuff,” her voice wobbles a little.

“After you,” I close the door to my private wing, and because I need to touch her, I wrap my arm around her waist, wanting to soothe away her nerves.

“I like how you feel in my arms.”

“I like it too,” she ducks her head shyly.

I nuzzle her neck, liking her scent.

“My stepdad was the mail clerk,” her words come out in a rush. “He’s a good guy.”

I let go of her, and gesture down the short hall. “Right this way.”

Mara stops. “This is..Evan…how do you live here?”

I stand behind her, place my hands on her shoulders and nibble her neck.

She giggles and leans against me. “I am one lucky guy,” I tell her.

It’s true. There isn’t a morning when I wake up and don’t thank my lucky stars. The apartment is palatial, with wide ceilings and windows that stretch out to the cityscape below.

To our left is a kitchen that’s all cool and modern. On our right is a dining room I don't use.

“Here, come sit.”

Suddenly, I'm all nervous and feeling shy.

Mara is the first woman I've had in my personal space.

She exhales. “I want to get into the scene, Evan. Where do you want me?”

I turn back to her, taking in the set of her shoulders, the press of her lips. She’s ready, and again, I'm mentally fumbling.

From tonight, I know Mara is a little unsure of herself, and maybe has a little social anxiety, but right now, in this moment, she is the confident one boldly claiming what she wants, and damn, does that make her all the more attractive to me.

Because I know this isn’t easy for her.

Buying time, I walk briskly past her. “Follow me.”

The motion sensors are activated as I walk, and the lights come on in the bedroom area as we enter. We pass a seating area, with a cluster of chairs, and a low chaise lounge -with its high back, it’s going to be perfect for my purposes.

“I’m going to get the things I need. You have five minutes. When I get back, I expect you to be naked, with your hands resting on the back of the chaise, so you’re kneeling. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her eyes drop to the floor.

My dick twitches. I cup her nape, wait until her eyes meet mine, and very softly brush my lips against hers.

She makes the most adorable mewling noise. I resist the urge to kiss her senseless. "Good girl," I rub my thumb across her jawline.

Mara exhales, her whole body heaving with a sigh.

"I'll be right back. Five minutes. Good girl.” I rub my thumb across her jawline.

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