Chapter 17: Chapter Sixteen

My eyes sprung open to the sound of knocking at my door – it was the next morning and I was still lying with no underwear on and the vibrator next to me.

“Who is it?!” I jumped up, trying to sound as normal as possible as I stuffed the toy back into the drawer and made my way around the bed towards my clothes. “Hello?!”

“It’s Luke.” I could hear him standing right outside the door. “Can I come in?”

“Uh.” Slipping into my clothes, I pulled the drapes open and sorted the bed. “Just a sec!” After the bed was made, my clothes were on and the toy was back in the drawer, I sat on the edge of the bed and fixed my hair. “Yes, come in.”

He opened the door slowly; he was dressed in a new suit with his signature black leather gloves on and smiled at me. “Did you sleep well?”

My eyes scanned his body – he was tanned and tatted, and gorgeous.

“Yeah, I slept really well, thank you” My hands clapped together. “The bed is super comfy. I really appreciate what you’ve given me here.”

He sat down opposite me, his mouth curling into a smirk. “Speaking of things that I’ve given you, did you manage to see what I left for you?”

I coughed awkwardly, remembering about the amazing time last night and shook my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. When you left, I went straight to bed.”

“Really?” His eyebrow rose. “Because I want you to know that it’s completely normal to do things like that. So, if you did, don’t be ashamed.”

I sat forward slightly. “Is it something that you do?”

“What?” He pulled a face. “What do you mean?”

“Masturbation,” I smiled. “Is it something that you do often?”

“Well.” His hands clasped together in front of him, and he sat back in the chair. “I used to when I was younger. I think that boys unlock that aspect of themselves quicker than girls do, especially here. But now that I’m older and more mature—"

“You invite girls over to fuck?”

“No,” he leaned forward. “I don’t do that anymore. I’ve decided that teaching myself restraint and practise is more beneficial in the long run. Which is exactly why I told you that there was a toy in the drawer.”

“So that I could learn restraint?” I was pulling at strings here. “I don’t understand what you mean Luke”

“No, I told you it was there so that you could overcome your own problems of being afraid of sex. And it worked, didn’t it?”

“Well,” I started. “I guess it did, yeah. But I didn’t use it because you told me to or anything, I did it because it felt really good.”

He looked proud. “I’m very glad that you used it. How do you feel? I could have given you help if you had any issues or anything with—”

I stopped him, putting my hand up. “I didn’t need any help from you. It went very well. In fact, it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt and I’m not afraid to admit that.”

“Good girl,” he purred. “We shouldn’t be ashamed of the things that make us feel good. You’ll soon learn that.”

“Oh, will I?” My eyebrows rose. “Look, you act like you know me, but you really don’t.”

“Is that so?” He stood up and stalked over to me, leaning over my frame. “I think that I know you better than you know yourself.”

“Uh-huh?” I breathed out, enchanted by his beauty as he towered over me. And with what happened last night, some parts of me wished he would just take me right here right now.

“I think that you’re going to do it again, and again, and again.” His breath tickled my face. “And I think that you want more…sexually.”

“Yes,” I blurted out before clamping my hand over my face in shock. “I meant to say, no, I was perfectly fine with what happened and what I was doing.”

“How did you do it?” he purred.

“Well…” I started before he cut me off.

“When I use them on women, I find that if you really tease them beforehand, then slowly take it down between their legs, put it on the lowest setting and just edge them over and over, then the final product at the end is amazing.”

“Yeah,” I croaked out, insanely turned on. “I’ll need to try that one day.”

“We could try it now?” His eyes met my own. “If you’re feeling up to it?”

Thinking for a moment, I put my pride away and nodded to him, lying back on the bed, and spreading my legs. I was too far gone to care about what he or others thought now.