Sugar baby by Mariam León (feel good fiction books .TXT) 📕

Vanessa

I finished my second glass of wine while cursing to myself.

I hadn't even been in the expensive restaurant for half an hour and I had already made a fool of myself three times, when I entered I tripped, one of the claws of my crab flew away from the plate and when I tried to fix that I threw my cutlery on the floor.

"I don't know why you're so nervous.

Who doesn't know why?

Well I'm sitting at this table in the most expensive seafood restaurant in town with my impressive rector who is stunningly perfect in his navy blue Italian suit, anything else? Yes! His gaze is literally setting me on fire!

“Hmm, I've never been to a place like this.

I decide to say honestly and he smiles as he catches my hand on the table.

“I love how you look so out of place” but..., you're beautiful” smiles “no more wine for you, Vanny the night is young and I want you totally and utterly sober.

His words border on menace, deliciously promising menace.

“and um” I try to think of something to say “what are your rules, Tal said you are very demanding.

He leans back in his seat and looks at me. Damn when I'm nervous the filter between my mind and my mouth doesn't exist, how could I tell her that!

“They told me about it before” he replies a minute later “I guess I like sincerity too much” he looks me straight in the face “even when I enjoy a little rebellion I like my girls to comply with each of my rules.

I take a sip of my suddenly heated glass of water

"And mmm, what are your...", I look at him turning red "rules?

"that's simple little one", she brings my hand to her lips and kisses the back of this

<<number one never and I mean never talk to another Sugar or man interested in you>>

kiss one of my fingers

<<You should always ask my permission before going out with friends or traveling>>

kiss another finger

<<You will live in my apartment, you will always carry your mobile and you will wait for me at home for dinner>>

smile while looking at me

<<Your clothes must always approve of me, you can't wear anything I don't approve of and well, panties are not allowed, nor are jeans or shorts>>

He kisses another one of my fingers

<<I would love to cook for you, I could fuck you while I prepare dinner>>

Smile kissing another of my fingers

<<you will shower with me, you will sleep in my bed, without clothes and you must never touch yourself without my permission>>

He kisses the palm of my hand

“You should always stay safe Vanesa” her voice darkens “no drugs, alcohol or even some stupid action that puts your life in danger.

Let go of my hand leaving my body on fire.

“And I um I could order things from you.

He laughs clearly amused

“Of course, you could ask me between moans to fuck you.

The water makes a funny noise when I choke on it, everything rushed and he runs to help me, pats me on the back and I just want to die.

When the coughing fit passes, he affectionately caresses my face, handing over his black silk scarf, kisses my forehead, and returns to his side of the table.

The waiter comes over with the dessert, smiling politely at her.

The piece of white cake called piece of heaven is a delight, it melts the moment it touches my mouth and without a doubt it is a piece of heaven.

“Well now we'll go somewhere more intimate.

I see him raise a hand and the waiter approaches us

$1,790 Oh my!

Thank God I'm not drinking, the bill throws me off as I read the number one more time, what was in the cake? Prayed! Couldn't it be true?

Samuel gets up to help me to my feet, my legs tremble at his sweet touch, he smells of sandalwood and cinnamon. He let his scent wash over me as his hand circled my waist.

He leads me between the tables but we turn before we reach the exit, we walk down a small corridor and I can hear the sound of the waves just beyond a door.

The place is beautiful, it's a private terrace, you can see the waves breaking on the stones below while the moon is huge in front of us. He guides me to the center of the covered terrace and I look at the soft white sofa, it is actually like a huge square bed with two armrests, the hanging decorative curtains swaying slowly in the Marian breeze.

I sit on a corner of the bed as he hands me a glass of bubbly pink liquid, he sits next to me and lifts one of my legs.

"you like what you see?

God yes! This man was impressive.

“I chose the place especially for you” aaah he was talking about the place I tell myself “you are from the coast besides the sea, it reminds me of your eyes.

His fingers undo the strap on my shoe as I try to keep him from seeing my underwear.

“Yes, the place is very... Nice.

His fingers massaged slowly from my heel to the tips of my fingers, caressed my ankle.

My body reacts to his touch as his hand moves up my calf, caressing it slowly before doing the same with my other foot.

I want to scream it I want to run but I can't stop looking at it so I drink the contents of my cup

“You know no one here can see us.

I leave the lame on the table in front of us and I don't have time to reflect. He catches my face in his hands and kisses me, kisses me hard, possessive, exultant.

I feel him drag me in his direction and I don't complain when he straddles me on his lap. His hands caress the exposed skin of my back as he continues to kiss me in an absolutely overwhelming way, the blood in my ears beeps, I can feel the heat in my belly increase and I know it could come with just a few more plays of his tongue inside me. mouth. He tastes like sex, how do I know? I don't know but I know!