Chapter Twenty Eight


    Chapter Twenty Eight


    ''I''ve heard rumors about being intimate with more than one man-I never thought it possible, but I''ve always wanted to try. Would it hurt? Would it be a better addition to my list of fantasies?


    When the ''wealthy guy'' called for me, I had met him in his room like every other day, but he was not alone; there was another guy, ''the younger guy'' with him. We chatted and weughed, but I didn''t n to tarry long. So I headed into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and returned naked. Two pairs of eyes were on me, and I wondered what it would be like to be loved by two men. Iy on the couch, knowing they woulde to me, and they did, both undressed. I had never felt a desire so strong; I wanted a ... threesome, none of them would be left out. I was going to have them both, and they were going to own me..."


    Threesome. Never had I heard of the term; how was it possible?


    That had been the thought on my mind when I slept off.


    I woke with a start, feeling disoriented; it wasn''t evening yet; I had invested my night sleep into reading ''Barbara''s Fantasies'' and it had left me tired. There was someone else in the room, Thane, and he stood on the balcony. I had been sleeping so deeply that I hadn''t realized when he walked in. "Thane?" I called out. 2


    "Riley," he answered, still not looking at me. After what felt like forever, he walked towards me, sitting on the bed. "Can you remember the contract you signed?" he asked.


    I gave him a puzzled look before nodding.


    "There was a statement: "...The contractor will not hesitate to let the contractee know when she needs her sexual desires fulfilled. Do you remember that?".


    I nodded. "Yes".


    How could I forget?


    He picked up a book; it had been on the table.


    I had slept off while reading it; it must have been on the bed, or maybe fallen to the ground but I was sure I hadn''t kept ''Barbara''s fantasies'' on the table. That could only mean one thing. He knew.


    "You know, I really like enjoyed reading this passage," he said, scrolling through the pages of the book and finally stopping. "Would you like me to reading it to you?" he questioned..


    "No," I gasped, my face reddening. Of course he didn''t listen; the smile stretched on his face as he read.


    "Today, I satisfied yet another curiosity that had been building in me. I wanted to be filled down there; I wanted more."


    "Stop, Thane," I begged, but he read on, the simile on his face widening."


    "I wanted to be ''fisted'' by the ''ck hair'' guy; I wanted more than just his fingers. He readied me, his lips sucking greedily against my..."


    "Please, Thane, stop." I pleaded again, my eyes wide. I had read that part. I knew what


    amed after it.


    "Such an interesting book you have here; where did you get it?"


    If only the ground could swallow me up.


    "I took it from the library." I answered, there was no need to lie, he would know if I did,


    "I thought you only picked some ''history'' books?" he questioned.


    Axel must have told him about our visit to the library.


    "I lied to him, okay?"


    "I can''t deny it; I like this other part of you. Now take off


    "What?" your


    clothes."


    "We made a deal, didn''t we? I think it is time to satisfy you, just as I promised to do, and before you deny it, I can smell your need." "But...


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    "No, don''t say a thing. Either you take them off, or I do, and I am very capable"


    I had never felt this embarrassed in my whole life. I cursed the day I picked up the wretched diary.


    "I won''t take them off in front of you," I said foolishly. The glint in Thane''s eyes told me he liked my option.


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    "Very well then," he whispered.


    He picked me up like I weighed nothing, turning me over. He ripped off my clothes, starting from my tank top to my underwear.


    I felt a sharp pain in my buttocks.


    "Did


    you just spank me?"


    "Yes, I did. Nowy down," he orders. And it takes everything in me to face him, nude. I


    Chapter Twenty Light


    wouldn''t dare look into his eyes. "Look at me."


    Could he read thoughts?


    My eyes travelled to meet his, and I noticed something different: they were dark, very dark, and this man looked every inch scary.