EroticReverie

Simon Sterling 

After we take turns cleaning up and we get dressed, I talk her into letting me take her for lunch and to talk. 

“I didn’t hear a thing.” Her roommate Jen says standing in their little kitchen working on another pastry from the box I brought. 

“I didn’t hear a peep.” She says as she licks cream off her lip and I smile. She’s a cute girl. Funny. I like her. 

Cecilia grumbles. “We’re going to lunch.”

Her roommates eyes pop. “Oh. Like a…date?”

She lifts her brow and fights a smile. 

“No. Like lunch.” Cecilia says and I place my hand on her lower back and kiss the back of her head. 

Jen smiles and her eyes light up and I can see her internally swooning. I just smile as Cecilia grumbles and then turns and looks up at me. 

“Don’t do that.” She says. 

“Why not? I like you. I think youre precious and special, and that deserves a kiss on your pretty cinnamon colored hair.” 

“Oh god, that’s so cute” Jen gushes. 

Cecilia glares at me. 

“Dont be charming now. It’s too late to be cute with me.” She says sticking her chin up. I love when she does that. When she tries to be tough and firm with me. 

“It’s never too late. Let’s go Cinnamon. I’m starving” I say and Jen gives me a wave. 

“Bye. Take care of my girl!” She says as we walk to the door. I stop and dip my head back. 

“She MY girl now.” I say. She squeals and nods. 

“Both of you need to stop it” Cecilia huffs. 

“Later!” Jen calls and smile. 

“See you later” I call back 

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 “This is way too fancy for lunch.” Cecilia says as we sit at a table out back on the patio of a members only restaurant. 

“I’m dressed like a commoner.” She says and I feel my lips quirk. 

“A commoner?” I laugh and she rolls her eyes. 

“Yes. We could’ve just gone to an Applebees or something.”

“You can choose where we go next time” I say and she crosses her arms and looks at me across the small table. 

“There will be no next time.” She says and I just smile.

“We’ll see about that.” I say and she rolls her eyes. 

“So” I say when she says nothing. “Tell me all about my Cinnamon.” 

She huffs.  I just smile and take a sip of the sparkling water and then lean back slightly in my chair. God, I was going to get hard just looking at her. The way the sun filters through the vines and flowers hanging above the patio, kissing her skin like a disco ball and dickering little rays of sunshine all over her. Catching her eye and sending a jolt to my dick with the way her eyes turn from cinnamon to good with the sun hitting them. 

Truly , she’s the most gorgeous human I’ve ever seen. 

“Why are you pretending like you want to know more than my body?” She asks. 

“Not pretending. Quit being difficult.” 

“Me!? I’m difficult?” She asks. 

“I like you. If I was interested in just fucking you , we wouldn’t be here having lunch. I think I’ve proved if I wanted just your body I could have it.”

“God, you’re an ass” she hisses 

“True. But I’m honest. If I wanted to just fuck you , I could do that. But I’m asking you to tell me about yourself and I want to get to know you.” I say. 

“Why?” She asks. Again. Being difficult. 

“Because when you kissed me in that closet I felt something. And want to explore that.” 

“You, felt something?” She asks as if she doesn’t believe me. 

“Yes. Didn’t you?” I ask and cock my head. 

“No.” She says and lick my lips and sit up straighter. I place my forearms on the table and lean over it slightly. 

“Listen to me, don’t lie to me. You can be stubborn all you want, it’s actually infuriatingly cute that you’re fighting this. But don’t lie to me.” I say. “Never. Lie to me.”

She swallows and her eyes stay on mine. Then she heaves a heavy sigh. 

“It doesn’t matter what I felt. You’re married.” She says and I go to counter that. But she lifts her hand. 

“No. I’m Not done” she cuts me off and I shut my mouth with a smile and nod. 

“Continue” I say. 

“I know your marriage means nothing to you emotionally. That you say you’re not in love with your wife.”

“I’m not”

I clarify. 

“Don’t interrupt me.” She warns with a fiesty glare. 

I smile and nod. 

“I’m sorry for interrupting” I say and she licks hers teeth. 

“I have no reason to trust you yet. I don’t know you. But let’s say all of the stuff about your marriage is true. That doesn’t work for me. It doesn’t work for me to get to know a man or develop a relationship or explore anything with you when it gets me nowhere in the end. There’s no point in continuing this. Even if it’s just sex. Yes. The sex is…really good.” She says and rolls her eyes when I smirk. 

“But I’m not, …I did feel something. But it doesn’t matter. And feeling something , whatever it was, doesn’t matter because my dream isn’t to be some man’s side piece for the rest of my life while he’s married to another woman. Even if you’re not in love with her. I’d be stupid to want to take things further with you.” She says. 

I stay quiet. 

“Your turn” she huffs and I smile 

“I understand everything you’ve just said. I hear you. I’ve stayed married to her just because neither of us had ever had reason to get a divorce. We’ve always been busy with our lives. Running our empires. Weve always been in love with our work, with making money and making names for ourselves. Weve never really been interested in a relationship that takes our time away from our work. Weve always had our own private lives with whomever we choose. We fuck other people and sometimes each other, to scratch an itch and get back to work.”

“You have sex with her?” She asks. Her brows pinching. 

“Trust me. It’s not anything to worry about. But yes. Weve had sex with each other. Frequently in the beginning. Just because , like our marriage , it was convenient. Then after time, we probably fuck at most , three times a year.”

“I don’t share.” She scowls  “so again, there’s no point this”

I smile. 

“You really think with the way we fuck I’d need to screw anyone else?” I ask. 

“Who knows, you rich people have specific tastes and you can pretty much just fuck and throw money at pussy to get what you want. So yeah. I do think you’d want to screw other people. Including your wife.” She says and I shake my head 

“I only want you.” I say , looking her in the eyes. She swallows. 

“I’m not going to be your mistress, Simon.”

“I’ve never had a reason for a divorce. If I had one though….id make it happen.” I say and she just stares at me. 

“The classic , I’ll leave my wife for you speech, do you think I’m stupid?” She asks. 

“Quite the opposite actually. But it’s not a speech. I don’t lie, I have no need to lie. Like I said, I always get what I want Cecilia. But I want you , and I want you to have what you want too.” I say and she shakes her head. 

“You don’t even know me and you’re telling me, that you’d leave your wife for me? That’s bullshit.” She says. 

“I don’t know you , yet. But I want to get to know you. And will I divorce her today? No. But if this is something , between us, if we explore this and we both want to keep exploring, I’d easily divorce her.” I say simply and she blinks and shakes her head. 

“That’s crazy” she says. 

“You do make me crazy , that’s for sure” I say and she licks her lips. 

“Why me?” She asks 

“Why not you?” I ask. “Do you think you’re not good enough for me?” 

She huffs. “I’m too good for you.”

I smirk. “Agreed.”

She rolls her eyes. 

“I don’t know why you, I don’t know why I’m so enamored by you and intrigued. But fuck it, I am. So I want explore you. Us.” I say and she sighs. 

“I like you Cecilia. I’d like to get to know you. If you’ll let me.” I say and the waitress comes with our meals and sets them down and we thank her. 

“Let me take you somewhere.” I say. 

She sighs. “You don’t need to do that, you taking me on trips or spoiling me isn’t going to win me over”

“Taking you on a trip. Is because I want to. Because I’d like to spoil you whether it wins me your affection or not. You’re too beautiful not to be spoiled everyday.”

She heaves a sigh and picks up her fork. 

“Jen gets to come with me.” She says. 

My brows lift.

“You want to bring your roommate with us?” 

“Is that a problem?” She lifts her chin and I smirk. 

“No Cinnamon. Anything you want. It’s not a problem.” I say

“And don’t even think about trying to have some freaky threeway, that’s not why I want her to come.” She says and I laugh. 

“I have zero interest in fucking your roommate.” I say. 

“She’s pretty , why not?” She asks. 

“Are you just trying to argue with me?” I ask. 

She forks a piece of food into her mouth. And then hums. 

I smile as I watch her realize how good the food is here. 

“God, damnit, this is good” she says and chews and licks lips. 

“I can’t just skip work to fly somewhere.” She says. 

“I’ll take care of it.” I say. 

“What do you mean?”

I shrug. “I’ll pay your bills, you don’t need to work when you’re mine.” 

“But I’m NOT yours.” She says. 

“I’ve had my cum inside you twice now , am taking you to lunch, and taking you and your roommate on a trip. You’re definitely mine”

She narrows her eyes. 

“Not sure that’s how it works Mister Sterling”

“That’s exactly how it works Cinnamon. I want you. So you’re mine.”

“God you’re such an ass” she says and I smile 

“I have terms.” She says. 

I smirk and watch her eat as I sit back and nod. 

“Alright. Tell me these terms.”

 I say with amusement.  Because I already know whatever terms she has I’ll agree to them just to be able to stare at her freckles whenever I want. 

“If I’m just gonna up and leave my job. To go on this trip. Wait…how long will this be?” She asks. 

I shrug. “As long as you wish. I’m able to handle business remotely.”

“Well I need to know”

“A month” I say. 

“A MONTH?” she balks. 

I shrug. “I said however long you’d like.”

“What are we going to do for a month?” She asks. 

“Anything you want Cinnamon.” I say with a smile 

She chews her lip. 

“Fine. A month. That means. Me and Jen are both out of jobs. Since you’re filthy fucking rich. I want security. That if this trip

Goes to shit and me and her are both jobless , that our rent is paid. And our other bills 

I’m not gonna leave myself high and dry just to hop around your dick internationally.” 

I let out a laugh. And she cocks a brow. 

“I’m serious.” She says and takes another bite of her food. 

“I know you are baby, so I’ll pay your rent for a year. I’ll pay off your cars. I’ll even buy you brand new ones. Money isn’t an object to me. So if your terms are just money related , give me a number. And it’s done.”

“Just like that huh?” She cocks a brow. 

“Yeah Cinnamon. Just like that.” I say and narrows her eyes skeptically. 

“Baby, I could give you enough money to live off for the rest of your life just for you to agree to spend the next month with me and it won’t hurt me even a little bit. I’d pay a small fortune just to sit here and have lunch with you and watch the sun hit those pretty fucking eyes and watch it bring out those fucking freckles of yours. So whatever you want, you just tell me. I’ll make it happen.” 

She exhales hard. 

“Pay our rent off for a year. And our cars. And I want ten thousand for me and ten thousand for her while we find new jobs when we get back. Whatever money I don’t need , I’ll give back.”

“I don’t want it back. And I’ll give you fifty thousand each, she can take the year off. And you can take the rest of your life off when you’re with me.” 

“Must be nice to have that kind of money”

She huffs. 

“It is.” I agree and she rolls her eyes. 

“This is ridiculous” she mutters. 

“What is?” I ask. 

“Negotiating my time for money. It makes me feel cheap”

“Youre being smart. You should definitely

Take advantage of what I can offer .”

She rolls her eyes. 

I just smile and watch her eat. 

“God this, is like, really fucking good. Can we get it to go for Jen?” She asks. 

“Of course. Think she’ll

Have any room left after she eats all the pastries?” I tease and she laughs. 

“That girl is a bottomless pit, and never gains a pound” she says and licks her lips. And looks at me. 

“Eat. You haven’t touched your food”

“I’m distracted by what’s in front of me” I say. 

“Just eat your food, Sugar” she says and peeks up at me. Finding me smiling. 

“Was wondering if I’d get to keep that nickname” I wink at her and she smirks. Just barely. 

“If you’re a good boy” she shrugs. 

I grin “I’m a very good boy”

“Doubtful. Very doubtful” she says.