Dare Me Not | 18+ ✔

29. The Deal (Xander)

Did I just say that out loud? Wasn't that supposed to be my inner thought? However, it's too late to regret it because now I'm focusing on Parker's reaction to my statement. Is she going to laugh at me? Or is she going to think I'm going nuts? Maybe I sound like those men she slept with who begged for more, but I don't care. If she says no, then it's a no. It's as simple as that.

Parker's dark eyes stare at me with a look I can't decipher. Then she tilts her head with her mouth partly open but still hasn't said anything.

"Say something," I finally say.

"You want to fuck again, right?"

"Yes. I want to do more with you." I frown at my own words. "More as in sexual exploration, not anything beyond that."

She cocks her eyebrow. "So, it's just about sex," she says as if she's talking to herself. "What do you want to explore? Do you want to try all the dirty stuff?"

I smile at her straightforwardness. Even when I catch her off guard, she's still the same Parker. "As far as you can handle it. I'm game for everything." When she's about to say something, I add, "Maybe almost everything."

She crosses her arms over her chest, looking increasingly interested in our new topic, yet the glint of doubt in her eyes says enough. "What is your no-go list?"

"I love exploring the bondage world, but no blood involved."

"Lucky I'm no virgin. No blood for you."

"Parker," I say, glaring at her. "You know what I mean."

"What about threesomes?"

Emma or my girlfriends before her never wanted to share, and it became the norm for me. Thinking about having two girls, enjoying each other, while I fuck them in turns makes my cock twitch. "Haven't done it, but I'm open to it. If we want to bring in another man, though, then I'd like to watch instead."

"Or be watched?" she asks, her eyes twinkling at her own question. It must be something that excites her.

I'm about to agree to something entirely new for my sexual adventure. But as long as Parker is in it, that sounds like a deal. "Sure."

She bites her lower lip as a smile arises across her pretty face; a face I'd love to fuck right now. "What else is your no-go?" she asks, her voice lower and rougher.

I give it a little thought before shaking my head. "I think that was it. I love to make you scream, but no violence. Oh, and our workplace is a forbidden zone."

"What do you mean? No fucking on your working desk? Boring."

I smile and shrug. "As exciting as it sounds, I do want to keep my professional life apart from my sex life. And if we get caught, Tim will be the first person to slaughter me."

Parker smirks. "Any other forbidden zones?"

"No. You're welcome to make me hard anytime, anywhere."

Her smile disappears, and she pulls her bag strap over her head before throwing it into the backseat. "Alright." She leans forward and crawls toward me, seeming to be careful not to stumble into my gear stick. "I heard your terms and conditions. It's my turn now to tell you my rules."

I hold my breath when her hand creeps over my crotch before she rubs it with the perfect pressure. My half-awake dick stirs to life completely. "Okay," I breathe.

Her fingers find my zipper, and she pulls it open as she glances up at me. "Undo your belt."

Is undoing my belt one of the rules of our sex game? That's weird, but whatever. My mind is too hazy to remind her to go back to our talk. In one blink of an eye, my belt is off. I lean back in my chair after reclining it halfway, to give Parker full access to my cock.