Fantasies of a Sexual Addict
JMDBEroticist
“Do you really think I’m gorgeous?” Calliope Fitzgerald asked, voice small and soft. Her eyes were only asking for the truth and any small lie would have been caught by her.
Damien Criss nodded. “Yes, you’re gorgeous,” he replied. For some reason, she smiled, and his heart melted. Gods… now, is he in love with her?
“I have an offer to you…” she tilted her head to the side and continued to smile like she knew the secret of the universe.
“What is it then?” he asked, itching to touch and smell her hair again.
“Be my fuck buddy. No holds barred. No strings attached. We can stop when you’re tired of it all.”
Damien stared at the tiny woman in front of him, mind racing, and heart skipping a beat. What did she just say? Fuck buddy? This professor? No holds barred? No strings attached? What? Did he mishear what she said? He smiled and tilted his head to the side too. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I understood what you meant.”
“Fuck buddy. You and I fuck each other. No holds barred. No strings attached. You can have a girlfriend after, then we will stop when you’re tired of it. I’m just really curious.”
He stared at her. She didn’t look serious, not with that smile on her face. Was she just pulling his leg?
His face must have shown his uncertainty because she chuckled and patted his face. “You can say no, Damien. I’ll just look for another person.” She stood up and dusted her coat while her eyes were on the night sky.