The Decent Proposal (Trust In Me) (11 page)

After the movie was over, they decided on sushi
for dinner. At the restaurant, they danced around casual conversation for a
while, and Ana was committed to keeping things sexually neutral. She was at
least trying to let him make the next move. For better or worse, he knew where
she stood.

“So, you never talk about your family other than
your cousin who has the art gallery. Are your parents still around?”

“They are,” Rob replied. “They live in Prescott.
They keep talking about moving to Sun City. Who knows, maybe they’ll make the
move some day, but I don’t see it happening any time soon. Most of my family’s
in the Prescott area, and honestly, I don’t think they could handle being very
far away from them, especially my mom. Oh… I have a sister, too.”

“Really? Is she in Prescott with your parents?”

“No, she lives here. We’re pretty close.”

“What does she do?” Ana asked.

Rob took a bite of his sushi and stared at Ana
as he chewed. Ana smirked at him.

“Sore subject?” she asked.

Rob shook his head. “She’s a dancer.
Entertainer.”

“Oh. She’s a stripper.”

Rob pointed a chopstick at Ana, then picked up
another mound of raw fish and plunged it into his mouth.

“Hey, there’s no shame in that. Beth goes to
those places all the time with Rich.”

“Yeah. I know,” Rob replied. Ana laughed and shook
her head. Oddly, she found herself watching the way he handled his chopsticks.
His hands were strong, and his fingers skillfully held them, moving them back
and forth, getting the perfect grip on his food every time. It was always the
little things like that that were such a turn-on for her.

“By the way,” Rob pointed at the plate with his
chopsticks. “This is, by far, the best sushi I’ve ever had. Good call.”

“Great! I wasn’t sure if you liked it or if you
were just trying to be nice.”

“I love sushi, always have.”

“Interesting. You know what they say about a man
who eats sushi,” Ana said.

Rob looked at her, and she could swear that he
had a gleam in his eye. The corner of his mouth turned up in a wry smile. “I
don’t know, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me,” he said.

“A man who likes fish will eat, well, other
things.” So much for her keeping the conversation neutral. She had absolutely
no will power around this man. Then again, there was no doubt the sexual
tension would continue with the constant dinners, the way he hugs her and kisses
her on the cheek and makes sure she’s pressed into his side at all of his
business functions.

“In that case, have I mentioned I especially
love crab meat?” Yes! Rob was playing her game. She felt a surge of excitement.

“Mmm-hmm, crab meat is good. But personally, I
like a big, thick piece of sausage. Something that really sticks to my ribs, y’know?”

Rob examined her closely then flagged down the
waiter and asked for the check.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“We’re getting out of here and heading back to
your place.”

“Oh, really? What’s the rush? You haven’t even finished
your sushi.” She knew damn well what the rush was, but she wanted to hear him
say it.

“I have more pressing matters to take care of
right now,” Rob said with a serious tone.

“Oh, you have pressing matters, do you? Like
what?”

“I have to punish you. You’ve been a bad girl,
and you need to be taught a lesson.”

* * * * *

Ana could feel the heat flushing her face, and
her groin began to swell in anticipation. “What makes you think you’re the one
to teach me a lesson?” she asked.

“Because I’m the only one who knows exactly how
you need to be punished.”

Ana’s legs turned to jelly, and she wasn’t sure
if she could make it out of the restaurant without falling apart. Having always
fantasized about being spanked, she was nervous and excited at the same time. She
presumed her fantasy was about to become a reality. At least she hoped it
would.
 
          
In
the car on the way to her apartment, she decided she would tease him back and
see if he could keep it together. As he flicked the radio on, she reached over
and put her hand on his leg. Gently stroking his thigh, she watched him
closely. Her breathing had increased, and her heart was pounding in her chest.
She felt as though she had stepped inside a dream. This man… this man whom she
had put on such a high pedestal wanted her. She felt intimidated by her own
desires and how she presumed he viewed her at that moment. What were his
expectations? Would she be able to live up to them? She had never been with a
man of his experience. As expected, Ana was putting too much thought into something
that was unfamiliar to her.

As they pulled up to a red light, Rob looked
over at her, stared intimately into her eyes, then let his gaze drift down to
her swelling breasts. Ana drew in a large breath as she noticed the erection
through his jeans.

“Dammit Ana, you’re killing me, you know that?”

“I don’t want to kill you,” she said with a
seductive smile. “Just torment you a little.”

“And that’s exactly why you need to be punished,
especially after your behavior last night.” He cocked his head slightly,
peering at her authoritatively out of the corner of his eye.

“What are you going to do? I’ve never been
punished before.”

“I’m going to turn you over my knee and give you
exactly what you have coming.”

Ana shuddered with excitement and stifled a
laugh at the pun. She was wearing a short skirt and Rob returned her touch by
placing a hand on her leg. He moved it upwards, grazing his fingertips along
the outside of her thigh. He seemed to be reveling in the smoothness of her
skin. As he approached her hip, he flattened his hand and let it wander to the
inside of her leg. The tips of his fingers fell short of her panty line, and he
softly stroked her labia. She could feel her panties sticking to her wetness,
and she wondered if he noticed. His touch forced a moan from her lips, and she
moved closer to him, stopping inches away from his face. He examined her
closely, focusing on her lips.

As he moved forward to kiss her, he was
interrupted by the sound of honking. The light had turned green, and he must
not have noticed. Probably because most of his blood supply had left his brain.
They both let out a nervous laugh, and Rob hit the gas. Apparently, he wanted to
get back to the apartment as much as she did. She wasn’t going to stop the
tease fest, though. Letting her hand continue its journey, she lightly rubbed
his erection. He was so hard it made her want to taste him even more.

“Do you know how much I’ve thought about this?”
Ana asked. His breathing had gotten heavy, and she was reeling from the energy
flowing between them.

“No, it hasn’t been obvious at all,” Rob said
through his laughter.

Smiling, Ana leaned in to kiss his neck. He
smelled like heaven, just like he did that first night, musky and sweet with
the faintest hint of soap. She gently nibbled on the tip of his ear, and he let
out a soft groan. With her hand gently massaging the tip of his dick through
his pants, she continued to lick and gently bite on his neck.

“You like that, don’t you? You like to be
teased?” she asked in a sultry whisper. Ana could have gone on like that for
hours, but fortunately, she didn’t have to. Her apartment was one block away.

* * * * *

They pulled into her driveway. Rob slammed the car
into park. He leaned over and threw his mouth on hers. His arms wrapped around
her shoulders, and his tongue danced inside her mouth. He pulled her close, and
Ana thought she was going to spontaneously combust right there in the car. His
kiss was aggressive… then gentle… and then stormy once again as he forced his
tongue into her mouth then came out to slowly trace tiny circles around the
edge of her lips. She could taste the ginger from his dinner, so she softly bit
him, wanting to suckle and savor the sweetness, the aroma, the smell, the
warmth, the heaven of it all. His kiss was perfect, and it made her world stand
still.

He started to unbutton her blouse, but she
stopped him. “Wait. Not here. Let’s go inside.” No way was she letting Rob
Goings have his way with her in the driveway of her apartment.

They got out of the car and made their way to
the doorway where she fumbled around for her keys. As she pulled them out of
her purse, they fell into the bushes, bringing a curse to both their lips. Rob
jumped over the ledge and frantically searched the ground. She released a hard
breath as she heard the familiar jingling sound. Rob jumped back up on the
stoop, jammed the key into the door, and pulled her inside as fast as he could.
Without moving more than two feet into the doorway, he wrapped his arms around
her and let his hands wander to her ass as he pressed himself against her. Grinding
his hardness into her hot center, he let his lips gently graze hers.

“You’ve been driving me crazy for so long… God I
need you.” He whispered, barely audible over their pounding hearts.

She pressed her lips against his and kissed him
passionately, hungrily, in a way that would make a stripper blush. She was
through fucking around, dancing around this fantasy in her head. Shit was about
to get real. While she unbuttoned her shirt, he unfastened his belt, pulled it
out of his jeans, and the snapping sound it made as it whipped through the air made
Ana tremble with excitement. With her shirt completely open, he scooped her up
and carried her over to the couch.

“I told you I was going to have to reprimand you
for your behavior. Now pull down your skirt and lay across my lap.” Ana felt
sick with desire but willingly obliged. She laid herself across the couch with
her ass facing him. Her panties were still on, and he slowly pulled the edges
up to expose her bare ass. As he gently caressed her cheeks, she shivered with
anticipation. His touch sent shockwaves through her system, and she felt as
though she would melt right into his hands.

Then suddenly, without warning, his hand came
down on her bottom. It wasn’t that hard, not enough to hurt anyway, just enough
to sting a little and remind her of how badly she wanted him. She let out a soft
cry, indicating her pleasure.

“Tell me how bad you’ve been, Ana.” His voice
was deep, commanding, and oh-so-hypnotizing.

“Oh God, I’ve been so bad,” she mumbled
breathlessly. “I’ve thought about you so much.” While Ana was usually in control
when it came to sex, this position she was in with Rob found her feeling
vulnerable, and it turned her on beyond comprehension.

“What exactly have you thought about?” Rob
continued to stroke her cheek with his hand.

“Um, I’ve thought about… your hard cock.”

Slap!

“Ahh! Yes!” she cried out, grabbing the couch
cushions and squeezing them between her hands.

“What else have you thought about? And don’t
leave anything out.”

“I’ve… thought about… your tongue… on my pussy.”

Slap!

“What else?”

“I think about sucking your hard cock…”

Smack!

“How it would feel and taste…”

Slap!

“Oh God, yes, your hands feel so good!” Ana
swallowed hard, wanting, needing to be punished, maybe indefinitely, maybe
forever. She was putty in his hands, and the way he took control made her weak
with lust.

Slap!

“What else, Ana?”

“Mmm, I think about you fucking me, hard and
fast, soft and slow, how good you would feel… inside of me.”
           
Smack!

Each slap on her ass was followed by a gentle,
soft caress. She couldn’t resist the sting of his slap contrasted with the
softness of his hands stroking her cheek. It was almost too much to bear. Her ass
was hot, and she was swollen and wet with desire.

“Good girl, I think you’ve been punished enough
for now. Get up.” Ana stood up slowly, her legs trembling, and she once again saw
the erection bulging through his tight jeans. He stood up next to her and gently
scooped her into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she could feel
his hardness pressing into her crotch. He stood there holding her, their foreheads
touching, breathing heavily on one another, feeding off of each other for a few
moments. The chemistry was swirling around them, wrapping them tightly in a
cocoon of sultry, lustful passion. Ana leaned in for a kiss, and he pushed
himself onto her. As he ground his hips against her, she could feel her panties
sticking to her, and she wanted nothing more than to get them off and consume
him.

“Take me to the bed.” Now it was Ana’s turn to
make a demand.

Laying her down gently on top of the covers, he
slid next to her and softly caressed her face. He opened up her shirt and
pulled down the top of her bra, exposing her hard nipple. As he took it in his
mouth, Ana moaned softly. He licked and teased her breast for a moment, then
sat up to peel off her underwear.