Chapter 34: Chapter 34

It's been four hours since I signed the contract; I don't know why the hell did I do it when we can just skip it and arrange this by ourselves. The legal fee, the membership fee, whatever fee there is, instead of throwing money like that Owen could've just given me those.

Seriously, even the sugar babies need to pay the hefty fee, I wonder how much the daddies spend for their membership.

"Owen will be here shortly," the hostess says once we reach a door, "You can wait for him inside."

"Inside?" I thought she's leading me to a private table or something, not a hallway with a few doors on each side.

"Yeah, this is his office."

Oh? I've always thought he'd only be in the kitchen considering he's a chef but to read the sign on the door, wow. Do chefs really have their own office? Or it's just Owen being petty because he owns this place?

[O. Harris

Executive Chef]

"He's in the kitchen so he'll be with you shortly. As he told me just now, fifteen minutes tops."

I nod and smile at her, "Thank you Emily."

I step inside the room once she leaves me to return to her post. It's almost two so the restaurant has a few hours to go before it's open for business. I'm not sure of his other branch (I'm talking about the restaurants, not that branch) but this restaurant is only opened from seven to ten, claiming full house since the day it was opened.

Yep, the queen of Google and stalking is back. Reading the reviews of this restaurant makes me feel so lucky I was able to have a table two nights ago, all thanks to Mr Montgomery for having his assistant to book us one.

"Are you my girlfriend yet?" His head suddenly pops out ten minutes later, with his body still behind the door. His mischievous look makes me laugh as I crook a finger ordering him to approach me.

"Come here, Daddy."

He grins with that naughty face as he strides to me, then leans for a kiss before taking his chair back and shifts me on his lap.

"Shall we discuss then?" I wrap my hands around his neck as I bat my eyelashes, "Hmm?"

He chuckles at my weak flirting attempt but entertains anyway, "Of course, Girlfriend."

"Do I have to sit on your lap the whole time again?"

"You can sit on my dick if you want. I won't mind."

I laugh and kiss him again, oh God I'll never get tired of kissing these lips. But then I feel his hand moving with the sound of a drawer being pulled open. So I turn around to find his right hand is already holding a thin foil packet.

"I learned my lesson." His voice makes me look at his face again as I latch my lips on his, why are you so adorable.

"I wanna feel you so bad, Precious. But I know we need to have this discussion, which I only have one hour for you so," he dangles the foil packet in front of me with a childish grin, "Can we multitask?"

Without wasting any time, I grab it and rip it open while he unbuckles his belt. In less than a minute, his hardness is already sheathed so I settle down on him, both of us moan in satisfaction.

"Okay," I begin while rocking myself slowly, "One, I will stay at my place. You will stay at yours. Thursday to Saturday, I'm yours."

He stops sucking my nipple and asks, "What happened to Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday?"

"Mhmm," I react to my riding skill as he latches on my nipple again, making me whimper for the additional sensation.

"Answer my question, Precious," he tweaks my nipples as punishment so I slow down on the movement of my hips, gathering myself to do as he says.

"I have labs." I answer him while breathing heavily.

"Lab on Sunday?" He pinches them again making me crazy with the pain that goes straight to my core. I managed to bring myself up and down his length for a couple times before he puts his hands on the side of my body, stopping me, "Answer me."

I look at him only to find the obvious anger portrayed on his face.

"Sunday's for me." I near my face to his for a kiss but he's not having it.

"I need time for myself too."

"So three days for me, three days for school, and one for you?"

"Yes. But two of your three days won't be a hundred percents yours. I still have classes during the day."

He is now just dipping his dick in me as both of us remain immobile. If it's up to me, I'd be okay with just rocking myself for a bit but he looked too serious for any action.

"Then I want half of your Sunday."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because Sunday is always my day. You told me you're gonna be okay with everything I want."

He sighs, "Don't you think it's not fair for me? I work from noon to midnight, if I only have three days-"

"Owen." I say his name in a warning. He fucking agreed to being the typical sugar daddy, and now after I've signed the contract he wants more?

"Fine. Thursdays to Saturdays."

"Settled then. Next." I honestly don't really have the mood to fuck anymore.

"Two, you'll be my girlfriend, officially. I don't care who am I to your crowd, but you're my girlfriend in my crowd."

"Agreed." That's what I signed up for so yeah, okay.

"The only crowd you'll be meeting is my best friends, and that's because they already meet you. Other than that, I'd appreciate if you're the secret sugar daddy."

He nods, seems to be out of mood for fucking too.

"Three," I begin, since we're throwing alternately so I take it it's my turn, "I'd prefer we spend time at your place." Because mine is supposed to be my sacred place, my cave.

"Okay."

No objection? Good. Perfect indeed.

"Four, Nakey Saturday will be Nakey Thursday and Nakey Friday too."

I can't help but to giggle, "Seriously?"

He grins and pushes the back of my head so I'd meet his lips, kissing me briefly. As if the mood has gotten better, I rock myself again.

"Five, we'll go on a date like a couple."

I get what he means. We used to go out but as friends who fuck, so now, "We're gonna kiss and dine like two people in love?"

He hums a long hmmm, though I'm not really sure he's actually giving an answer or just a response to my grinding.

I guess it's the latter one when he suddenly hugs me tight then gets up, placing me on the table.

"I like having you in me," I murmur when he thrusts in me at a steady pace.

"I like being inside of you too."

Instead of discussing further, both of us decided to use our mouth for a different purpose. The rest of the items in the list have to wait I guess.