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„Because you’re mine now,” he simply says. „And I want to keep them as a souvenir until we meet again.”
Until we meet again.He wants to see me again, after I poured his drink on his shirt and practically ruined a night that could have been perfect?
„Now,” he presses. If you’re not moving that cute little butt within ten seconds, I’ll make you do it.”
The brazen and adventurous part of me wants to tease him and ask how he would make me obey, but there’s another voice, speaking louder and with more urgency. And that voice wants to please him, more than anything else.
„One.”
I get up from my seat.
Chapter 6
Aston
I look after her as she walks away, swinging her hips for my benefit while she teeters to the bathroom.
This was almost too easy. I expected her to protest at least a little bit, but she’s as eager as she was while we were texting. I had a hard time trusting her at first, for that very reason. She was so curious, so open to these sexual adventures, despite her lack of experience, that—in combination with the delicious pictures she shared with me—I suspected her to be a troll at first. There are plenty of bored incels sitting in their parents’ basements, who waste their life jerking others around.
But she kept all her promises. She looks exactly like she did in her pictures, and she’s just as cheeky and coy as she was while we were texting. The fact that she’s a virgin may have been a surprise, a shock even, but definitely not a disappointment.
I’m going to take my sweet time with her, and I will make sure that she enjoys every single step of the way—just as much as I will enjoy it, if not more.
My eyes remain locked on the archway that leads to the bathrooms, and with every minute that passes, I’m becoming more wary that she’ll actually obey my command. Did she use this chance to leave? Was I wrong about her after all?
I sigh and turn my attention back to the table. I ordered enough for four people, and I relished the way her cute face lit up every time the waitress showed up with a new plate of food. She tried and loved everything, her curious eyes growing bigger every time she was presented with a new dish she hadn’t heard before. I like her openness, her curious approach to all the hedonistic pleasures this world provides.
We’re very similar in that way.
I hear steps coming from the side, and when I look up, I see her walking toward the table, with her tiny fist closed around a bundle of white fabric. Her cheeks are flushed and she’s carrying the most endearing smile on her pretty face, demure but still confident.
I get up to pull the chair away for her to sit, but before I do, I lift my open palm and hold it out before her. She giggles when she pushes the lingerie into my hand, the warmth of her body still radiating from the fabric.
„Now sit”, I tell her, and she sinks down into her chair immediately.
I go back to my seat, and she blushes when I hold my fist with her underwear up to my face. My eyes never leave her, while I take a deep breath of air, watching her reaction closely. Her eyes widen in disbelief and the color of her cheeks is close to actual strawberries as she watches me hide her underwear in my closed fist.
Her lips part to form a perfect little O, but she fails to verbalize her thoughts.
„You’re a very good girl,” I praise her.
She smiles. „Thank you, Sir.”
„Are you done eating?” I ask.
She lets out a heavy sigh as she nods. „Oh yes, this was amazing, thank you. I don’t think I’ve ever been this full.”
She pauses and her gaze trails across the table.
„But I feel bad for leaving so much behind,” she says. „It’s such a waste.”
„I’ll ask them to wrap it up for us, so you can take it home,” I say.
„What about you?” she wants to know.
„I’m not in danger of starving, don’t worry,” I respond.
I reach for the bottle of Umeshu and realize that there’s a little of that left, too. I fill our cups with the remains of it and beckon her to finish hers.
