s*x.
That is what he wanted from me. No strings attached. I couldn't help but bring myself to think that all he had displayed and done today was a persuasion method so I would give in and agree.
It did wound me to think about it like that but I would much rather see things as there are than to make up a reality that does not exist. Marco was clearly stating his intentions, which is physical satisfaction and nothing more, I should be happy with his transparency but it stung a little.
My bruised ego wanted me to lash out at him for even offering such a thing but, truth be told, my body craved Marco more than anything but it was still a proposition I needed to think about.
I was highly aware of his attention fixated on me like a cat watching a fly before it pounced. He looked at me ex
