Bound by Desire | Completed

rules of engagement

Since I had no where to be, I stayed in the room talking to him as we prepared to order room service.

Conversation between us flowed easily, with us never running out of things to talk about.

We had just met though, so a majority of our conversation was getting to know each other.

How backwards.

"I was looking at the french toast." I said, handing him back the menu.

"Why so simple? You should try the Crab Cake Eggs Benedict."

"I like french toast."

"We'll get both then." Jaxon stated while picking up the phone.

I listened to him order enough food to feed more than us and when he hung up, I asked, "Where do you get so much money from?"

"From where do I get so much money" He corrected as I rolled my eyes, "I do have a job."

"Yeah but your job can't afford to book this hotel weekly, pay me monthly, do you see where I'm going with this?"

He seemed thoughtful before speaking, "If I tell you, are you going to rob me?"

"Yes." I answered with a straight face, causing him to laugh.

"When my grandmother passed, I received an inheritance. A pretty good amount."

"So you're blowing it on food and pussy?"

"You know, for somebody whose feelings get hurt easily, you sure don't give a damn about anyone else's."

I snickered while waiting for him to answer my question.

"I'm not blowing it." He continued, "In fact, it'd take a while for me to blow it."

"But you'd save a lot of money if you just got a girlfriend like normal people."

Jaxon shrugged, "Do you know how hard it is to find people who like the same things as me?"

There must be a drought since he picked me and I didn't come close to liking the same things he did.

"I didn't even know black people did it." I told him honestly, "I thought it was more of a white people thing."

"I've found that many people follow that ignorant train of thought."

I didn't take offense to his use of the word ignorant since I was in fact ignorant to BDSM. I only knew what I saw online or what I read in Fifty Shades of Grey.

Granted that book didn't make it seem that bad, it was just the continuous pressure of him wanting her to adapt to his way of sex. She was unwilling to the point that she left him, and he still pushed her.

Yikes.

"What happens if I try it and don't like?" I questioned, wondering where that would leave us.

"Then you'll go your way and I'll go mine. However, as you've seen, I'm more than capable of cuming from "normal" sex."

I was confused, "So is that a yes or..?"

"Kyser, I enjoy having sex with you whether you're a piñata or not." He grinned, "I doubt I'd leave because you're not comfortable doing something."

His confession made me smile, "I enjoy having sex with you too."

"Enough to ride my dick while we wait for the food?"

"It'll be here in like 10 minutes." I said as I looked at the clock.

"I can make you nut in 2."

The smile was still on my face when I sank down onto him.