Buying her

"Ofcourse, I understand. Tell me your terms and price", I had my own terms, but those were for Rhea.

"Well, first let me ask how long will this sweet tooth last?"

That was a good question. I had no idea how I wanted her. All I knew was that I needed her soon and there were a few upcoming work events where it would be good for me to have a woman like Rhea on my arm.

"Shortest contract I can give is three months and the longest is two years," Dax added as I remained silent.

"Can we start with three months and see where it goes from there?"

"Sure can, ofcourse, this also depends on what she wants. We don't force them into the contracts, we just ensure they stick to one they have", His fingers drummed on the edge of the table, and he looked around the crowd on the other side of the restaurant. "When you first asked about a contract, we made sure she was willing and you're in luck, Aleksander. She was open to the idea of being exclusive with you."

Something in my chest inflamed and I felt a rush of heat run up and down my spine. I clenched my fingers around the stem of my glass and felt my jaw tick to keep my composure.

"So, you dragged all this out just because of her?" I let some of my irritation come through in my voice.

"Eh, a bit. Though I have my reasons." Dax threw up his shoulders in an exaggerated shrug. "We gotta make sure we can take her off the menu and that she's willing to do it. Plus, I had to make sure you were serious about going exclusive"
"Most men think they are and then after one or two nights eating the same dessert, they get bored and move on." His hands flew around, enunciating everything he said as he talked.

I wondered if he had ability to sit still and talk without moving.
"Fine," I gritted out. "Now what?"

Dax eyed me, scratching his head before gesturing at a man sitting a couple tables away. I stiffened in my seat and keep my expression in check as the man approached and slapped a folder onto the table.
Without a word Dax waved his hand and the man walked away.

Dax opened the folder and pulled out a few slips of paper. It looked like a contract from this angle with a few blank lines for the terms to be added in.

"Alright, so you want three months with Rhea." Dax started filling in the blank lines. "Some of the rules in here are simple. If you want to bareback her you need to get tested, and you need to have a copy of her dance and performance schedules, so you aren't bothering her at those times. Some of this is an NDA, so you can't talk openly about the details of your contract if you two are seen together in public, yadda yadda."

He slid the papers across the table for me to read over. "Oh, and you can't hit her. Seems obvious enough, but the dessert you're after is very popular and rising in fame around here. You can't leave any marks or bruises on the merchandise, capiche?"

"Right, so what's the cost?" That line for the amount had been left blank and I clicked the pen in my mind. I needed the answer before signing.
"Eh, for three months, and a loss of her taking other contracts," Dax tilted his head back to the ceiling as if he was thinking hard. I could tell he already knew how much they were going to ask for. "Since we need to give the girl her cut for such an ordeal, and we pay the contact at the Ballet too, then my family's share of the contract......"

I pulled my checkbook out of my suit front pocket and I slapped it down on the table. One brow raised as watched Dax perk up at the sight.

"For the Prima Ballerina of New York City, how's about five million?" That number knocked the wind out of me a bit. I could easily afford the cost, but that was a lot of money for a woman.

But Rhea wasn't just any woman.
She was the only one I could think of. Night and day she danced through my mind to the point everything else in my life was becoming dull in comparison. All I fantasized about was fucking her until the only word she could ever say again was my name.

Those weeping eyes came to mind, as blue as a crystal pool on a sunny day. I wanted to see those pretty eyes crying as she chocked on my cock.

I signed the check and the contract without a word.

"So, after I get tested, I can have her bare, and I can have her anytime.
She's not training or performing?" I read over the contract one more time before handing it over.

The second side of the contract had an overview of the dancer's normal schedules from Monday to Sunday.

They trained from 10 A . M to 5 P. M Monday through Saturday, with three hour performances Thursday, Friday and Saturday night. Sunday was her only real day off during the week.

That gave me a clear picture of having her all day on Sunday and every night Monday through Wednesday. Ofcourse, I could have her after her performances as I had the last two times, but I wanted this to be an agreeable arrangement for Rhea, not just me.

"If I wanted to make a contract for terms directly with Rhea, would I need to run that by you or just her?"
I asked, twirling the pen in my hand. Dax's eyes stayed on the check still on my side of the table.

"Depends," He blinked and forced his eyes back to me. At that moment we both heard the pouring rain finally pouring outside.
"What did you want from her?"