Desire Within

"Are you a brat?"

No. Always the same thing. Simply misunderstood.

"No Sir."

He grunted in response as he observed me. I could feel his eyes taking in every inch of my body. I should have dipped and left the lifestyle sooner, but I don't want to give up. I don't know why I let Emy drag me here.

Oh yeah, he offered me food.

Snap.

Huh. What was that? Did he just snap his fingers at.

When I looked up I knew I was right, his fingers were still somewhat close to my face. His face. Fuck. He was handsome, a damn God if you asked me. It didn't hit me I had the nerve to stare at him all this time until, he arched one of his thick brows at me.

Fuck.

Look back down.

Focus.

"I can see you're easily distracted. Look at me boy. I don't like repeating myself. You've caught my eye. Are you willing to play with me tonight?"

Fuck yes. I want you to make me fly.

"Yes Sir, please. And thank you for your time."