Chapter 39
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It was like a pin had dropped in the room. I sputtered over my words.
“T-That’s not what I meant.” Or I hadn’t meant it when I’d said it.
I hated that he could back me into a corner and make me eat my words. He just knew how to work the situation. As frustrating as it was, I wasn’t sure what to do about when I loved it all the same.
Amelia walked back in. She sat a pretty thick stack of papers on the coffee table by the empty glass.
“Look through them,” Nate said. Amelia sat beside me on the couch, crossing her legs. “We’ll go over the finger print as you go along, but most of all you need to know is there. If you don’t like something, tell us and we’ll see if we can work it out. Remember, this is about negotiations just as much as it is about sex.”
I flushed to the top of my ears at the blatant admission. Right. s*x.
That should have been a no brainer.
I licked my lips and decided to jump right in. There was no use drawing this out. This was nothing. It was reading and then I’ll sign it.
That was easier thought than doing. My hand shook, though I tried as best as I could to keep the tremors under control, as I pulled the stack of papers toward me. The first couple paragraphs were pretty standard in my opinions when it came to contracts. It talked about how conversations between the two parties was to kept secret and that I was not supposed to take photos, videos, screenshots, etc of the home and the second party aka Nate and Amelia.
The pages drawled on and I thought in that time they would have gotten bored. But they were watching me. Their heated gazes made my p***y hot, soaking my panties.
It was embarrassing and hot at the same time. Getting turned on my just being watched was the strangest thing besides Amelia forcing me to masturbate in front of her. If things were to continue like this, there was going to be some twisted s**t they would want to do to me.
And like I’d predicted it, I turned to the page that listed exactly what I was agreeing to.
My jaw went slack.
There was a lot.
“Read through the list carefully. If you don’t know what something is, ask and we’ll explain it. On the next page there is a check list. If you’re comfortable with something, check it. If it’s a hard no, mark it out. And if you’re unsure, circle it.”
The things on the list made it harder to me to stop the flush that was spreading down my neck and across my chest. Some of the things were a no brainer. Blowjobs. Check. We’d done that the first night we met. Kneeling. A little foreign, but it didn’t seem like it would be hard. Check.
Then the things got a little more embracing I would say for me.
Anal. Vaginal. Forced and denied orgasms. And then there were the things that were so out of left field, I wasn’t quite sure why they were on the list in the first place.
Picked out clothing and house work? Where the hell were they going with this?
“Do you have a question?”
I’d paused over some of the things, pen poised above them.
“It’s a little much is all.” I checked the last two. Everything looked alright. Though this would be a good time to break the news to them.
I sat the pen down and turned to face them both. A look flickered over Nate’s face.
Before he got the wrong idea, I waved my hand. “It’s not about this. Nothing bad. Well, that depends on how you see it.”
His face hardened. Even Amelia shared a look at him. She’d been quiet this entire time.
“If you’re not clean—”
I blurted out before I thought about it. “No! I mean yes! Wait!”
I let out a humph sigh and then tried to get the words out again. “What I’m trying to say is that I’m clean. I know for a fact because I’ve never slept with anyone. I’m a virgin.”
There was this idea in my head that this would be the grand reveal. It would be the moment they would both realize that they had gotten the wrong person, that they had once again made a mistake. This should have been the first thing out of my mouth when they’d asked me if I wanted to join them, but it was a little embarrassing to admit that I’ve never been with anyone. Not that I didn’t want to. As a healthy adult there were things that my body wanted and what I needed. I’d gone through a lengthy faze when I was a teenager just spending time by myself in the bedroom, but there had been no boys in my school that asked me out.
The only guy I tried to ask out had turned me down because he had a major crush on Melanie. Go figure. That was just my luck. The story of my life.
Amelia scooted closer to me. She glanced back at Nate. There was a silent exchange between them, Nate nodding at her.
She grabbed my hand. “Do you want to save it?”
I didn’t need to think about it for long. “No.”
“Do you have a problem with us taking it?”
“No,” I said. It felt like I should be thinking harder about this, but there really was no need. My virginity had never been a big deal to me. I guess I just thought that it would be a bigger deal to whoever I lost it to.
“But don’t you want someone more expierenced?”
Amelia grinned and patted my cheek. “What the fun in that? I like to break in girls like you. Gives me a thrill like no other. Especially when Nate breaks in your tight p***y, it’s going to be quite a show.”
My p***y in question gushed at her explicit words. My lips parted as I slowly rocked my hips forward. They had a mind of their own when she talked like that.
I swallowed hard and willed myself to stop the slow rocks of my body.
Her grin widened.
She knew what she was doing. She absolutely knew.
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