I strolled up the stairs and into Danny’s room, where he was waiting on the bed. My bra was on the bed beside him.
Wearing only his underwear, he was positioned on his side with his leg crossed and his arm propping up his head. A wicked smirk was present on his features. A devilish desire inside of me fluttered. I tried to push it down so that Danny wouldn’t notice. But, I couldn’t deny in my heart that I wanted him.
“I knew you’d come back, babe.” Danny’s tone was dripping with arrogance.
“Danny, cover up!” I said, shielding my eyes from the sight. “I’m not up here for you. I want my bra and panties back.” I answered in a sour tone.
“Well, sweetheart, I already told you I wasn’t giving back the panties. But, since I didn’t take the bra off of you, we can negotiate for it.”
“I’m not going to suck your dick.” I retorted.
He shook his head and let a husky laugh escape. His eyes crinkled at the corners, a look so soft, my heart ricocheted in my chest. “As nice as that sounds, that’s not what I want.”
“Alright, what is it?”
“You have to be my slave for a day.” Danny bit his lip. I’m shocked at his words, but the lip bite is causing a strange stirring in my belly.
I tilted my head at his request. “Today?”
“As ideal as it would be after last night, I’m actually busy today. So it’s for a future date.”
“What would you have me do?” I inquired nervously.
“Various things. If you have any certain boundaries, write them down, and I will review them and tell you yes or no to the restrictions,” he said nonchalantly, causing my jaw to drop.
Boundaries? What sick stuff was this guy planning?
“Why do you want me to be your slave? Why not some other whore from college?” I said in frustration. He made me feel so exposed that I was about to kneel down and beg for my clothing back.
“Those are high school chicks. They don’t know how to do anything.”
“But I’m a high school chick,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, but after last night, I know you know how to do stuff to pleasure me,” he said. I shook my head in disgust.
“Is it only sex stuff you want?” I ask.
“No. But there might be a little in there.” He winks, and I scoff. “What do you say, Anna?”
I pondered the question and decided to take the easy road, hoping to change his mind later. “Whatever. Can I have my bra back?” I asked, anxious to cover myself in his perverted presence.
He picked up the bra, running his fingers over the lacy fabric. “Only if you let me watch you put it on.”
What a pig!
“Hmmm. How about no,” I said. I pressed my lips together in a line, attempting to be intimidating.
“Then, hmmm. How about no.” Danny said before curving his lips into a smirk.
I lept on his lap, reaching for my bra. My fingers clasped the strap when I felt a sharp pain in my bottom. I spun to see Danny’s face, covered with a broader, more mischievous grin.
“Did you just spank me?” I asked, incredulous.
“Yes, ma’am. Your ass was calling for me.”
The last straw snapped inside me. I jumped back from Danny. My face was fuming red. “You pig! Don’t you have any respect for me?”
I stared intently at Danny, afraid to turn around and be violated by him spanking me again. I fastened the bra hooks underneath my shirt, knowing Danny was watching but couldn’t see anything. Feeling fully dressed again, I reached for the door handle, ready to bolt.
“Anna,” Danny spoke barely above a whisper. I paused at the door and turned. His features were softened. “Was Brogan right about you being a virgin?”
“I think you know the answer to that, Danny.” I felt Danny’s gaze bore into me, and I peered down at my feet.
“I’m really sorry about that, especially for how I acted this morning. If I knew you were a virgin—”
“What—you wouldn’t have had sex with me?” I asked, hand on my hip.
Danny was dumbfounded. “Well, I guess you would want to save it for someone you cared about.”
Without saying another word, I exited the room. My pride stung at the thought that he didn’t think I cared about him. More importantly, it hurt because if he knew I was a virgin, he wouldn’t have had sex with me. I thought guys enjoyed taking a girl’s virginity. Danny was probably using it as an excuse to make me feel better because he didn’t want anyone inexperienced.
As I was descending the stairs, I heard, “Wait!” Danny’s bedroom door pivoted open.
“What?” I said gruffly, not looking up from my feet. Danny touched my palm, lightly rubbing each finger in his.
“I’m truly sorry. I want to make it up to you somehow. What can I do?” He asked, his eyes pleading. I shrugged. “How about we watch a movie like old times?”
I followed him back into the room, and he drew me onto the bed beside him. I leaned against his chest, the anger I felt toward him melting away and was replaced by exhaustion.
I marveled at the quick change between Danny acting like a jerk and acting sweet. I don’t understand his moods at all. My heart feels like it’s at the top of a roller coaster, waiting for the ride to go down again.
I snuggled my head into his chest, and he flipped on the television, passing me the remote to pick a movie. We watched, talking absentmindedly for a while until I fell asleep on his shoulder.
When I awoke, I was not in Danny’s bed anymore. He must have carried me to Brogan’s bed to finish my nap. I stretched and hopped out of bed. As I strolled downstairs, I heard the murmur of the television.
Danny and his friends were watching That 70′s Show. I trotted into the kitchen and reached in the cabinet for a bag of Chex Mix. I entered the living room and sat on the couch, knowing the guys wouldn’t mind. I extracted my phone from my back pocket and texted Brogan to ask when she would get back.
Flynn is taking me to his house for a little while. I won’t be back until late, maybe. ;-)
I balked at her promiscuous reply. I replied that I would head home and texted my brother to pick me up.
I eavesdropped as the guys talked about the party. “That Finn guy was pretty smashed after you beat the living daylights out of him.” Dex, Danny’s best friend, commented. Danny shook his head in disbelief.
“Remind me never to let that bastard or his brother into my house again.” Danny scoffed.
“Danny boy, that’s gonna be kind of hard considering Brogan is dating Finn’s brother,” I said. Danny looked at me in surprise.
“What are you talking about? I thought it was just a hookup.”
“They went to lunch earlier, and now they’re hanging out at his place.”
Danny’s eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes darkened. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.
My phone buzzed in my lap and I welcomed the distraction to revert my gaze from Danny’s angry stare.
Without missing a beat, I rushed to the door.
“Danny, I’ll see you later. My brother is here. Bye, guys.” I said, seizing my keys and bag by the door.
He waved, and his friends saluted me.
I threw my stuff into the back of Colton’s pick-up truck and climbed into the passenger seat.
“Good morning, Colton,” I said.
He glanced over at me with a smile. “How was your night? Did you get totally wasted?”
“I honestly don’t remember, so I guess I did.” He chuckled and revved the engine, reversing out of the driveway and heading toward town.
“I got paid this weekend, so I’d be glad to get out and do something today,” he said. Colton works at a gym checking members in. He works overtime on his breaks from school because he doesn’t work during the semesters. “How does that sound, little sis?”
“What are our options?” I asked.
“The movies or the mall.”
“Not a lot to choose from, and we went to the movies last time. We haven’t been to the zoo in a few years. They might have some new exhibits,” I suggested.
“Okay, that works.”
“Though, I wouldn’t mind going shopping for a new outfit afterward. The county fair is next week, and I need a cute shirt to go with my cowgirl boots.”
“You mean a new shirt to cut up into a crop top,” Colton teased.
“Don’t be judgy,” I say. “To the zoo, driver.” I raised an arm up to signal the car onwards.
(A/N)*********There are only 3 chapters of this book on Inkitt. On April 14, 2021, this book is being published on Galatea, an app that has made it free to read, but it benefits the authors by paying them for their creative works. I have worked on this book for years and gone through multiple rewrites. The ending is worth continuing through the book, so please go to Galatea and read it there! It’s a dream to get paid for the creative work that I’ve spent countless hours on. Put April 14th on your calendar and on that date, if you search their new releases, you should find it, titled the same, although it will have a new cover.*********
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