Page 14 of Lau Ahi
I knew all about piercings and there had to be at least six or seven that stretched from near his scrotum to close to the head of his penis. In addition, he had the audacity to have a dick that curved. Not quite a crook in it like a candy cane but the type of bend that had me wondering just what I was signing up for.
“This is all about you and your research, remember? I’m here for whatever you want. You tell me what you need and I deliver it.”
My brow arched still hidden by my mask but I was sure that he could tell based on the ghost of a smile that crossed his lips.
“That simple?”
“You assumed I was too chauvinistic to submit. I’m here to prove you wrong.”
My arms folded defiantly across my chest as I watched the way he lay back unbothered. It annoyed me that he didn’t seem as invested in this as I was. Like either outcome was fine with him, meanwhile I was incrediblybotheredby his mere presence. “It can’t be that simple. It never is.”
“Of course not. If I’m able to submit can you do the same?”
My brow shot up so far I was sure he could see them over my mask. “And what depraved things would you have me do?”
He moved forward bracing his massive forearms on his equally impressive thighs. His dick was damn near hitting him in the chest but he paid it no mind.
“Depravity isn’t how I derive satisfaction from an interlude. I aim to please and you’ve presented a challenge to me. I wouldn’t do anything that you didn’t give me permission to. From start to finish even when you submit you’re in control.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I know.”
His easy acknowledgement of my doubt irritated me again. I was happy we were bantering but I thought he would try to change my mind but he looked at ease with my lack of faith. “So why even go through these impassioned pleas to make your case?”
“Because I want to earn your trust.”
My jaw dropped hearing him so easily confess his desires. I hadn’t expected them to be so…plain. “You cannot be serious.”
“I can.” He mimicked my accent with perfect inflection to the point where I wondered if I’d heard him correctly. It was only then that I realized I hadn’t been hiding it like I had when we were out in the main room. There was no telling when it had dropped, which meant my guard had been down with him in more ways than one.
“Why do you want me to trust you?”
He shrugged easily then went back down onto his forearms as his eyes once again shielded beneath his mask, since he was now in the shadowed part of the bed. The black of his shirt and mask was a sharp contrast to the white of the sheets.
“It’s a thing to me. You being here is step one.”
My eyes trailed him from crown to root before I looked toward his eyes again. “How many are there?”
“However many you need.”
“You seem quite good at this.”
His chuckle was soft despite the depth of his voice and almost got lost in the space between us. “I normally never talk.”
“Women just normally want to get down to business with you is it?”
“I shouldn’t need to brag on my dick since you’ve been ogling it since you unveiled it.”
“I ogle nothing—”
“Admire then. No need to deny it. I know you haven’t seen the totality of my face but it’s served me well in my life. I haveno issue working for what I want; I’ve just never had the need to. Women can be as fickle as men with the physical side of sex. They want the veneer to match their fantasies and unfortunately I’m what society deems as desirable.”
“Unfortunately? It seems having women fall so easily to your feet would be one of your life’s greatest accomplishments.”
“Maybe if I were an arrogant, self-absorbed piece of shit who had nothing else behind him, sure. But there’s far more to me than this face and this frame so yeah I get more than annoyed when it’s overlooked. I have a feeling that you understand that as well, since your face is probably as close to perfection as Nefertiti’s.”
“You can’t even see my face.”
