817 State Your Terms (2/2)
Was she considering another offer from him?
'Long Jinjing, you're crazy!'
She stopped pacing and asked him, ”My terms. I can say anything?”
”Depends on what you want,” he said in an even tone. ”That's why we're negotiating. I'm hoping that we'll reach an acceptable arrangement that will satisfy both of us.”
Her brows furrowed. ”You want to have sex with me that much?”
He didn't answer but his silence and the narrowing of his eyes were enough to answer her question. Delight surged through her but also confusion. She couldn't understand why he would want to have sex with her again. He could have so many more beautiful and experienced women than her. She wasn't deluded enough to believe that she had been so amazing in bed that he couldn't wait to have more of her. That was ridiculous!
Despite the absurdity of their topic of negotiation, she still forced herself to ask serious questions. ”How many more times do you want to sleep with me in order for you to feel satisfied?”
He leaned his body against the wall as he answered, ”I don't know.”
”Based on your experience, how many times?”
”I've never fucked the same woman for more than three meetings,” he said, shrugging. ”I tend to lose interest if it's more than that.”
She felt a twinge in her chest at his casual answer. However, she still forced herself to appear calm on the outside—hopefully. ”So you plan on f-fucking me for two more meetings?”
His gaze became even more intense and heavier. ”I don't know. We'll see.”
Her lips pressed together in a thin line at his vague answer. For her, it was the height of irresponsibility. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin higher. ”Well, Mr. Lu. I'm unavailable to satisfy your…your, uh, needs. Feel free to find other…women who I'm sure would be more than willing to have sex with you for three meetings or less. Good bye, Mr. Lu. Please leave.”
He looked at her with an expression filled with frustration but she didn't care. His libido wasn't her responsibility.
Feeling braver, she added, ”You can always, uh, m-masturbate, you know.”
A feral growl escaped from his throat which made her look at him again. What she saw almost made her waver from her decision so she avoided his gaze again. Ah, how dangerous! She must not allow her IQ to plummet to amoeba level because of him again.
”I already masturbated many times thinking about you,” he said through gritted teeth. ”And it's not enough. I want to fuck you again. State your terms, Jinjing!”
Her heart started racing again and she felt breathless. Then she covered her face with her hands from shame because she was once again considering his offer. How embarrassing!