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"So we'll bond these two weeks at full speed," I summarise the lengthy discussion we've had while cooking and over dinner just now, "Then perhaps take a snail pace when I start my internship, and go at a comfortable speed once I've adjusted to my new life."
He agrees as he tops up my Rose, "Sounds like a perfect plan."
Treating me with good food and prepares my choice of champagne beforehand, he really is trying his best to keep me here for his mission of sexual exploration.
Honestly, he's so easy going I don't think it will be a bumpy ride. We've spent hours talking and being in each other's space but I haven't even once find myself to have any negative feelings towards him.
"So on the full speed part, besides getting to know each other, should we start having sex too?" I ask in the most nonchalant tone I can muster when deep down I'm wondering if I'm stepping on the boundary. I mean, this is only our first day.
No, tomorrow is our first day.
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"Do you like it?""Mhmm." "Can I do more?""I don't think-" "But you said you liked it! Come on, one more. Just one more," I'm already grabbing his index finger with evil grin on my face. He sighs, "Fine. One more." I put his hand on my lap then reach for the small bottle in front of us. The moment I've finished uncap the bottle, he suddenly takes his hand back. "I change my mind." He brings his hand to his back, hiding the one thing I want the most right now. I narrow my eyes at him, "Give me." It's a stern order, along with my hand in the air, waiting for him to surrender his precious hand on my palm. "Either you give me your finger or I finger your asshole right.now." Instead of being intimidated by my threat, he chuckles and gets up, ready to leave the long couch we're sharing. "Getting another drink. Want one?" He asks with the empty glass in his hand. "Sit down, mister. We're not done yet."
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