Desire (Desire, Book 1) - By Missy Johnson Page 0,37
and restrictions on my working conditions?
“Yes?’
“I am only doing this to get the money together for my sister’s education. Once I’ve reached that, I want to stop.”
“Fine.” Mauve agreed quickly. I eyed her suspiciously. I got the feeling she didn’t think I’d be stopping once I’d reached my goal. Oh well, I would be happy to prove her wrong.
“The other thing, I want to limit uh, this, to one person. If that’s okay.” I caught Mauves frown and hurried to continue, “There is a man in the lobby. My lit professor. He wants me, and he’s willing to pay a grand for me.” Mauve’s eyes widened and her smile reappeared. I sighed with relief.
“Really Kait? That’s fantastic. I don’t think anyone has ever offered double for a girl. There must be something special about you.” I blushed. What could he possibly see that was so special about me?
“So it’s okay then?”
“Yes, it’s fine.” Mauve began, “But I will need a copy of an STD report done within the last three months before I can let you start.”
I bit my lip. I’d been anticipating this, and even though I knew it would seem completely weird to her, I reached into my purse and pulled out the test results I’d had done after my last one night stand. Even though I always used protection, I was a very cautious person.
Mauve looked at the results, and back to me. She shook her head, smiling.
“Either you’ve thought about this for a while, or your one very prepared girl.” She laughed. I blushed as Mauve stood up and ushered me out the door. “Don’t keep the poor man waiting!”
I entered the lobby, both Emily and Charlie looked up at me. If I hadn’t been feeling so damn nervous about what was about to happen, I would’ve laughed. Emily was beaming like a proud parent, and Charlie was eyeing me like he couldn’t wait to get me alone. I smiled at him.
“Follow me.” I clenched my fists so he wouldn’t notice my shaking hands. I could feel his eyes all over me as I led him down the hallway. Every step, I felt him watching me.
Once inside the room, I turned to him. What the fuck was I supposed to do now? I had no idea how this whole thing worked. Was I supposed to make the first move? Or was he? He struck me as the type of person who liked to be in control. I smiled at him shyly, tilting my head slightly I bit my lip. Hunger appeared in his eyes.
Good play, Kait. Obviously the inexperienced schoolgirl was the way to go here.
“I’m not very good at this.” I confessed, giggling.
Charlie reached out for my hand, and led me over to the bed. I sat down, him sitting next to me.
He gently touched my cheek, his soft grey eyes staring into my own. I wondered if he could feel my nerves. I felt like a virgin on prom night who’d drunk too much spiked punch. He unbuttoned my shirt, taking his time with each one. Eventually, my shirt was undone and my skin exposed. I eased the shirt off, it’s weightless silk falling to the ground at my feet.
“Is this okay?” He murmured, not waiting for an answer, or maybe not expecting one. I turned my head slightly. The way he looked at me made me feel so sexy. There was something so erotic about this whole scenario. I felt as though I was watching a scene from a movie.
I slid the bra off my shoulders, letting it fall away. His hands slowly made their way around the front of my ribcage. I shivered as his fingers traced over by breasts, circling my nipples. I let out a small gasp. Pulling away slightly, I shifted to face him on the bed.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked, feeling completely green. Why was this so much different from any other time I’d had sex? Charlie looked amused. Again, the lust in his eyes was obvious. He loved my inexperience. He loved that I felt intimidated around him.
“For starters, I’d like you to relax.” He raised an eyebrow, “You’re a beautiful girl, Kaitlin. I’ve noticed you in my class. I’ve watched you.” His finger ran down the outside of my forearm, sending shivers running down my spine. There was something like two hundred people in my lit class, and he’d been watching me?
Ara was in that class. She was the true definition of