62. Wrong expectations


    <<. Miles. >>


    "It''s nothing... We aren''t supposed to mingle with each other. Now that we have cleared this up. I should leave..."


    Her words echo in my head.


    I don''t get it.


    It''s risky. I have decided to pressurize her, anyway. I want to know what''s in her pretty head. But she isn''t ready to


    talk.


    I never gave a fuck about any girls before. Especially if they y hard to get. I despise and push them out of my life in no time.


    But with Avery... I cannot. Also I know her words are out of frustration.


    it about the game at Dom''s club? When I left abruptly. Technically, we never discussed why I left. Not that I can tell her the real reason when Liam is involved. It''s a sensitive topic. I never saw Liam that vulnerable before.


    "I am not your sub, M," she says finally. And a hope res in my heart.


    Now finally she has given me something. When I ordered her to stay, I was expecting her to walk out. But her reply. What does it mean?


    Does she want me to cor her? Does she want a bonded rtionship or something more?


    "Do you want to be?" I ask her to understand.


    "I am not sure."


    I smother a smile. Being ''not sure'' is better than an absolute no.


    I wait for her to say something, but she refuses to make eye contact.


    "Look at me."


    She nces at me through her eyshes at first, then finally meets my gaze. I cannot help but notice her beautiful eyes. Deep Collins, like melted chocte, sparkling in the light. Her long, darkshes framed them perfectly, making them stand out.


    When was thest time I admired someone''s eyes?


    I have always been shallow to women. Today I want to make a difference.


    "Do not avoid eye contact with me. I don''t like that. And I hate it when you avoid talking."


    17:23


    I take a pause as she looks at me though those vulnerable eyes.


    "I am not into talking... I am rather into fucking and move on.. But today I am trying to make an effort, Avery. So I want you to take a step towards me. Can you do that?"


    She swallows hard and nods. "I- I think I would like that..."


    I blow out a breath of relief. After a long time, I am unsure how I am supposed to proceed. This sensation is novel. Being afraid that I might fuck it up or she might shut me out again.


    For the first time I want to try something new.


    It could be the beginning of something special. Something that I have been avoiding my whole life. I am a little anxious. If this night works out, I would like to know where it takes us.


    "I always felt it was one sided?" she states, gathering courage. "Is it?"


    I feel a twist in my stomach. I have been so lost with my dilemma, I never realized how I made her feel. Ever since that night in hotel, when she stumbled into my room naked, I havebeled it one thing or another.


    I open my mouth to answer, but the server''s cheerful voice interrupts us.


    "Fucking hell," I mutter under my breath.


    "Here is your food!" The server says, putting a te with sushi rolls with crispy coating onto the table.


    "Here you are, Sir.... A 12-ounce ribeye steak, cooked to medium-rare perfection. Enjoy," the waiter says with a smile as he ces a small dish of butter


    and a sprinkle of herbs on the side of her te.


    The server leaves, and Avery''s eyes flicker to my te.


    Interesting...


    "Come here," I tell her, as I slide my chair back and gesture her to sit on myp.


    "Excuse me?"


    Her eyes widen and she looks around frantically. The Restaurant is not exactly empty. So I understand her turmoil.


    Wouldn''t it be nice of her to push her limits?


    I have never owned a sub before but public exhibition is the thing I would like to try with her.


    "I don''t like to repeat myself," I tell her in a calm voice. "I think your trainers are not doing a good job at the barn."


    My jaw ticks, imagining. Are they fucking her? I know I have no right, but I don''t like it.


    "I will take over your training to make sure you learn to pay attention to your Dom."


    Her pupils dte and lips part. She doesn''t object. Heat rushes to my cock, thinking about ways I could make her


    17:23


    After Sleaning with


    This is embarrassing," she says as she makes her way to my chair.


    I widen my legs as she slips into myp with one hand around my neck.


    This is not even the beginning of embarrassing," I tell her smugly. "If I ask you to


    go under the table and suck my cock. Yea... That could be considered-"


    "Miles!" she whisper-shouts at me while nervously looking around. I can see a blush creeping onto her cheeks.


    I chuckle.


    Honestly, I literally have blue balls. I couldn''t masturbate with a good release after returning from the resort. Avery was always on my mind.


    But this is not the time. We need to talk.


    "Seriously! People nowadays don''t know time or ce," someone exims


    behind us. Avery''s shoulders hunches with shame.


    I draw circles at her back. "Look at me... Ignore them. I want yourplete attention."


    She nods and I ce a kiss on her neck as I try to process what I want to tell her. "There are things we need to talk about.."


    I take the knife and she holds the fork as I cut the steak.


    "First thing I want to confess is... that I am not into rtionships, Avery."


    She stiffens and I hold her tighter. She needs to know the truth. I have misled her long enough. I don''t want to set wrong expectations. Not anymore.


    "Then why am I sitting in yourp, Miles?" she asks resentfully. "Why this disy of affection?"


    "Let meplete," I say as I take the fork from her hand to feed her the steak. She looks at me, perplexed, but opens her mouth to take the bite. "To answer your question... It''s not one sided. But I hadn''t realized it before."


    Both Liam and Noah pointed it out many times when I was going to extra lengths for her. Yes, I feel strongly about her. But it doesn''t make me any less anxious.


    "There are things you need to know about me and my family...I am notfortable about it."


    I can''t even imagine how the


    conversation with Isha will go. With Isha hate us when she figures out she has lived a fatherless life with so


    much hardship. Probably yes.


    17:23


    After Sleeping with Mocka


    One problem at a time. I remind myself and continue.


    "Maybe slowly I will share," I say, as I continue drawing circles on her back.


    "There is a reason that rtionships


    scare me."


    She meets my eyes, tears threatening to fall.


    I rub her back then add, "For the first time I want to bend over my back for


    someone... To figure out how it works."


    Will she ept this?


    I can''t give her a fullmitment. Not unless I know if I am even capable of a


    serious rtionship. What if I hurt her just like dad hurt mom?


    I can certainly control my dick. But apart from cheating, there are other things too.


    I don''t even know the ABC of a rtionship.


    "Are you okay with that?" I ask as my heart hammers behind my ribs. nods.


    She clears her throat, swallowing the bite.


    "It''s not fair that you shut my mouth with that juicy steak." She says and wipes a


    tear from the corner of her eye.


    "But yea... That sounds good!" She


    lets out a nervousugh, then adds,


    "I-I just want to say... Be clear to


    me


    hate it when people do one


    thing but mean another..."


    "Okay.." I nod. "I can try that."


    <<. Avery. >>


    I bite the corner of my lips as affection spreads throughout my body. The fact that


    he put in an effort to express himself makes my heart warm.


    It''s been over half an hour, and we have finished our food. We talked about work, my training, my family and his family. I am still sitting in hisp. A few people gave us dirty looks. But M didn''t care.


    "It''s too much PDA for them.. Don''t worry about it," he says.


    "I am surprised why they haven''t thrown us out of the restaurant yet," I whisper.


    Miles takes a sip of his drink, then holds my thigh and presses to his crotch.


    I suck in a breath. He is hard rock.


    "They will throw us when we cross a limit. Speaking of that... Is public y a hard


    limit, Avery?" h- him, confused.


    "No.. it''s a soft limit..." I remember I marked it ''Willing to try'' on Dom''s club


    application.


    My eyes widen when he takes my hand and puts it on his belt.


    "Open it and stroke me."