Our Little Secret

Chapter 61

Jack
"You play dirty."

"I never claimed anything else."

"You aren't as good as you make everyone believe, are you?"

"I don't try to make anyone believe anything, it is them making up the imaginary stories, not me."

"Whatever. You owe me a blow job for what you did."

"I don't owe you shit, you were the one starting acting like an idiot. All I did was to give some payback. You don't liking it has nothing to do with me."

"You sure are a feisty one." I point out, leaning forward on the dinner table. I'm sitting across from Sarah. We just finished our meals, ever since we've been sitting and eyeing each other closely. I don't who looks most pissed, Sarah with her eyes of fire or me with my grim lines and cold eyes. At first we didn't speak, all we did was stare at one another. I know that Sarah's just as attracted to me as I am to her. Her little trick before started a slow burning desire, a desire that can only be satisfied by her. Yet I have not touched her all day. It's driving me crazy.

"I am." She grins widely and looks mischievous.

"Exactly what are you after?" I ask, even though I know what she's seeking. She wants me to apologize for dumping her at the school earlier today. I know that I pissed her off with my behavior, but I had my reasons to act the way I did. Okay fine, maybe not. I wanted us to spend the afternoon together, fucking perhaps, but noo, she just had to go and study with her little prude friend. I don't like the fact that Sarah chooses to spend time with that annoying little brat, how can she not see how false Klara -or whatever she's named- is? Am I the only one getting the bad vibe from that girl?

"Don't play stupid. You know very well what I want." Sarah says with confidence and she's correct. I do know what she wants, however there's no way in hell that I'm giving it to her unless I get something back.

"Alright. Let's make a deal shall we? I will apologize for my behavior earlier today, if you give me what I want." I put it simple and quite businesslike.

"Okay, and what is that exactly?" She eyes me suspiciously. The dim light coming from the lamps in the cabinets makes Sarah's pupils dilate.

I grin wickedly at her. "I already told you."

Sarah's forehead wrinkles as she frowns out of confusion. "What do you mean? When?" She asks puzzled. I only lift my eyebrows and give her a sly look. Her cheeks suddenly grow red and she starts to shake her head fiercely. Ah, I do love it when she blushes.

"No. No, no, no, no, no. No way in hell." She shakes her head as the words leave her mouth in one rush. She's looking somewhat terrified, if I shall be honest.

"Why not? I believe we both will enjoy it." I say with a professional smile.

"I hardly think so! Do you seriously believe that I will..." She hesitates and looks towards the living room, where Karen is situated in the sofa and watching tv. "Blow you," she leans forward over the table, closer to me and whispers the words as if they were cursed. "Just to get an apology?"

The look she is giving me already tells me the answer, no - she would never do such a thing. Never in a million years. However I am not done yet.

"Who said it was to get an apology-"

"You did!" She interrupts and I give her a tired look.

"Let me speak will you?" I say dryly and lean forward as well. "As I was meant to say." I say patiently, putting my hands on the table and knotting them together. "I will apologize and admit that my actions were wrong, if you admit that what you did was a low blow and gives me a blow job as an apology."

"How come all I get is you saying you're sorry, but you want me to put your genitals in my mouth. That is highly unfair, don't you think?" She says calmly, leaning back and crossing her arms. Damn this woman can be frustrating.

"Fine, what do you want me to do?" I say simply. This could be fun, I want to see how far little, innocent Sarah can go. She looks somewhat taken aback and I can't help but smile.

"W-what do you mean?" She stutters and flickers insecurely with her eyes.

"You heard me. You know what I want and you obviously expect something back, well then, what exactly are you expecting? And don't be shy with asking, I can do pretty much anything." I tell her cockily, knowing just how much it affects her, and smile widely at her.

Even though she is embarrassed about the subject we are discussing, she keeps her posture high and her eyes does not falter from my gaze. "Don't be so full of yourself, Jack. No one enjoys that." She says with a raised brow and crosses her arms. "However," she continues, "I do accept your proposal."

To say that I am surprised would be an understatement, I am fucking blown out of my mind. She actually agreed? I wasn't entirely sure she would do that, if I am to be honest, I expected the opposite. this only proves that Sarah Reed continues to astonish me, not to mention please me. I must admit that I am growing quite fond of her and her erratic ways. I never really know what to expect when I am with her, I try to, but often fail miserably. She never ceases to impress and take me by surprise. If I shall speak the truth, I am actually disappointed that the bet is already over. I wish to spend more time with Sarah, she is not like the other girls I have been with. She is different somehow, good different. Of course she falls for my charades and good looks, who doesn't? But she still manages to provoke and challenge me to an extent where I believe that I will loose my sanity sometimes. Fighting with her is never boring, I love it. Having sex with her is anything but boring! She is a quick learner and I relish each moment more and more.

Jeez, would you listen to me. It sounds as if she has me arond her little finger. You should not get me wrong, I like Sarah, I really do. Nevertheless, I am not interested in her in any sort of romantical way. I do not love her. I hardly believe I ever will and if the day will come when I have to break her heart, then I will do so. Notice the word if. I hardly believe that Sarah would be stupid enough to actually fall for a guy like me. She may have sex with me, but I don't think that she will get emotionally involved. She knows what awaits if she does, every girl do.

"So," I start, feeling very pleased with her decision. "You agree to go down on me, if I do the same on you." I say, feeling a smile slowly creep onto my lips. Sarah can't keep away the smile herself.

"Exactly." The answer is simple.

This will be fun.