amusement and slight concern.
“ Nothing much.” I smiled at him and took a sip of wine.
“ Ashley...don't be a tease.”
“ I thought you liked being teased?” I replied.
“ That's different. Come on, what did she say?'
“ Alright. It is not particularly attractive to see you beg. Well, not this type of begging.”
Brandon just looked at me. He was waiting. I'd had my fun. I decided not to string him along any longer.
“She happened to mention, in her opinion, that you . . . um . . . have tended to think with your penis more than your brain when it comes to relationships with women.”
Brandon just shook his head and laughed.
“Why does that not surprise me. She offer any other opinions?”
“ Well, she believes you make good business decisions. In the case of hiring me, she said both your personal and business decisions were excellent.”
“ Did she now?”
“ Well, I don't think she used the word 'excellent,' but that was the gist of it.”
“ Can't argue with her there,” he said raising his wine glass. “To an excellent decision.”
We touched glasses and laughed. It had been such a short time, but being with Brandon was easy. Easy on the eyes. Easy conversation. Easy sex.
Sex with Brandon felt incredible. It's not that I had never had an orgasm before him. But with Brandon my orgasms were much more intense. More pleasurable.
I hadn't even needed to fake it with him. So far, the sex was that amazing. I couldn't imagine it getting any better but Chelsea had enthralled me with tales of kinky sex. Apparently, and I only had her word to go on, I was still rather innocent in the bedroom.
I sat across from Brandon with a goofy grin on my face, still a bit dazzled that I was working for and dating one of the sexiest, most desired men on the planet. Was it possible that he would remain satisfied with an innocent like me?
Did I want more adventure myself? For once in my life, I felt as though my inhibitions were peeling away. I was pondering how adventurous I wanted to get later that night.
“Brandon, sweetie?”
“ Yeah?”
“ Can I ask you something about our little adventure in your office last night?”
He raised an eyebrow.
“What about it?”
“ What did you think?”
“ Ashley, it was amazing. Sex with you has been incredible every time.”
“ Thanks. But that's not what I was asking. I mean . . . I don't have the experience you have and well . . . I want it to be enough for you.”
“ Ashley, you were sexy. It turned me on, in case you couldn't tell. Why? Would you like more?”
I blushed. “I don't know . . . Maybe a little. My experiences haven't exactly been on the wild side in the past.”
I swallowed and licked my lips. “Have you ever done the dominant and submissive thing?” I asked.
“ I guess that depends. I think there are ranges or levels to it. Last night, for instance, was tame. Don't get me wrong. It was fabulous. I don't know how far we could rate it on that sort of scale, though.”
“ Oh, I see.”
“ Ashley, I'm happy with how things are progressing with us right now. Sex with you is exciting as hell right now.”
Brandon had a wicked grin. “But that doesn't mean that I would turn down any fantasy of yours.”
“So there is more we can explore then?”
“ I love sex with you. I realize I'm more experienced. But that doesn't matter. It's different with you. In a good way. More sensual. More intimate. And, I must say, you are smokin' hot in bed.”
“ Brandon, you've awoken things in me. I feel more sexually alive. I feel sexier. I guess I'm feeling more playful. Even a bit naughty.”
“ What exactly are you thinking of?” Brandon asked.
“ I don't know.”
I knew I must be the color of the wine in our glasses by now. I wondered if anyone around us could hear our conversation. I must sound like some sex starved nymphomaniac. It didn't help that Brandon seemed to be enjoying this conversation.
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