I snuck into Reed's house that night. There was no chair or kinky play. He had me out of my clothes and flat on my back seconds after I entered his room. He barely controlled himself while I did my best to drive him beyond crazy.
After we were both exhausted, I lay in his arms, our hearts racing and breathing choppy. He talked me into letting him hire a driver until I had my license. We managed to discuss it without arguing, but really, it was me proving the point that I could be reasonable if he talked things over with me first.
I prodded the next conversation. "Who handles your household bills?"
"My attorney or someone in his law firm." He twirled my hair around his fingers and rubbed strands of it under his nose every so often.
His sniffing my hair made me smile, and I continued. "D
