Millionaire Escort (An Erotica)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Saxon carried me inside, bridal style, and up to our room in silence. I was still pondering my situation, and whether I was going to leave or not. I wanted this man… This infuriating, sexy man that could drive me crazy with just one look. Even now, I wanted him to take me to bed. It was just something that came with the territory.

 

“Scarlett, we really should talk about this.” He whispered into my hair after closing the bedroom door. His lips pressed against my cheek and he inhaled, moaning quietly. He set me on the bed and I laid back, looking up at him with a gentle smile on my face.

 

I yawned quietly. “I suppose that we should.” I pulled the black leather skirt from my body and threw it across the room, relishing the feel of being free of the tight fabric. “So talk, because I am ready to go to sleep.”

 

“So soon, darling?” He asked, crawling into the bed next to me and pulling me up against his body. I smiled and pressed into him, closing my eyes.”Well, what are you worried about? I told you my feelings and I promised you that I will not be with another woman.”

 

I laughed and looked at his face, tempted to run my fingers across it. “You got so angry with Tanja when she spoke to you. May I ask why?”

 

“Of course you can ask why, but you should already know the answer. She kept saying that you were not enough to satisfy my sexual needs, but who is she to tell me you are not? She called me, a Dominant, weak and submissive. My feelings for you do not make me weak, I just simply have a soft spot for you.” His lips brushed mine playfully and he smiled. “I don’t think that soft spot makes me weak. I think it just makes me a man.”

 

I rolled over on top of him, kissing his lips slowly. “So what exactly are your sexual needs, Saxon? Is there something I need to know besides your need to tie up women and use them for your own amusement?” I teased, straddling his hips and gyrating against him. He groaned deep in his throat and cupped my hips.

 

“It isn’t about tying the submissive up just to have my dirty way with her, Scar. There is something about knowing that my partner trusts me enough to hand over all control. There is something intimate about that kind of trust and understanding. Can you understand that?” He asked, running his hands up my sides towards my breasts, before quickly trailing them back downwards.

 

I nodded, closing my eyes and arching my breasts towards his face. I heard him chuckle seconds before his large hands pushed my shirt up and over my head. “I think I can see what submitting to you would imply, but I have never even dabbled in that lifestyle. I have always been vanilla. Nice, plain, vanilla.”

 

“Well, maybe… I could show you? Not anything harcore, but just enough for you to decide if you truly want to cross it off the list.” His eyes held a look of questioning as his hands cupped my breasts, caressing gently. “You don’t have to if you really don’t want to.” He whispered into my ear and licked across my jaw.

 

I blushed and moaned, leaning my head back so that he had access to my throat. Saxon then leaned in and pressed his lips firmly against my neck, sucking the soft spot just below my ear. “I, um, we could try it. But if I think it is too much, we bring it to an end immediately.”