I looked at my watch. I had less than twelve hours before that happened. For now I would hold on to what little self respect I had left.
Darryl was an ultimate player/dom. Seeing. Taking. Possessing what he wants, when he wants. Then after sixty days, he would t
oss me aside, looking for another conquest/ sub.
He looks at me puzzled. His gaze pinning me in place. I wanted to look away, but I was spellbound, charmed. His skillfully, long fingers peeling back the paper from around his muffin
His mobile starts to ring, swiftly he removes it from his pocket, turning it off.
"You should have answered. It may have been important."
"No Adela, you are important. You and me, right here, right now."
As I said, he is an ultimate player. Knowing exactly the right things to say.
"I am anything but that."
"But what?" wondering if he read my mind.
"A player." biting into his muffin, swallowing.
He cocks his head to one side, running his tongue across his lower lip. Concentrate Adela concentrate. Trying to reassemble my thoughts, pushing through my feet.
"As I said before, I must be leaving. Thanks for coffee."
In quick session, he finishes his coffee and muffin wiping his hand and mouth, taking my hand. I fought a flush of heat as he presented me a slow, wicked sexy smile leading me out the shop.