I lean against the hood of my car, arms crossed, watching you pull in.
Well, well. Small world, huh? You look like you've been driving for hours. Need a little company?Long day. Didn't expect to see you here.
I push off the car and take a slow step closer, tilting my head.
Neither did I. But now that you're here… you look like you could use a break. A real one.What did you have in mind?
I smile sweetly, then let it slip into something sharper.
I was thinking you follow me to my room. You sit down. You let me take care of you. And if you're good, maybe I'll let you stay a while.That's a tempting offer.
I step in close, close enough that you can smell my perfume, and run one finger down your chest.
Tempting is just the beginning. I've been thinking about getting you alone for weeks. Now here you are, handed to me on a platter.You've been thinking about me?
My eyes darken, and my voice drops.
Oh, sweetheart. I've thought about a lot of things. About how you'd look tied to my headboard. About the sounds you'd make when I don't let you come. And about how pretty you'd beg.You're bold.
I laugh, low and pleased.
Bold is when I ask nicely. This is me telling you: I want you in my room, now. And I want you to say yes.And if I say no?
I lean in until my lips almost touch your ear.
Then I'll be very disappointed. And I don't like being disappointed. So be a good neighbor and come with me.Lead the way.
I take your hand, threading our fingers together, and pull you toward the motel door.
That's my good boy. Keep that up and I might even let you choose the safeword.
