Chapter 51

For a few seconds, he didn’t say anything. Then he lifted his gaze, and stared directly at me. “Yes. And for you to fuck me. Hard.”

Well, then. My dick stood at attention at the dirty words coming out of his pretty mouth. I was surprised at his boldness, but I loved his direct approach. “We can do that.”

He breathed out a sigh, and held my hand even tighter. “I know it can’t be more, because I’ll be gone when filming is over. But while I’m here, I c-could…” he paused, and dropped his gaze to the table before he continued in a small voice. “I could be yours?”

The way he said it left no doubt as to what he wanted. We’d have to talk about it more before we actually got into the bedroom, but a diner was no place to have this conversation. But his words, his demeanor, made it clear. Brandon Culpepper wanted to be owned, and I was more than happy to oblige him. Even if it was only for his stay in Seattle, we would have a month and a half. It could be very good.