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When he pulled his finger free, I felt empty in a way I hated and loved, and as if my body was mocking me, a droplet of arousal slid down my inner thigh.
“Remember that, naughty girl,” he chided, and I gulped so hard he could probably hear it.
“Yes, sir,” I whimpered.
Carefully, he pulled my dress back into place. Then, he lifted me up off his lap and arranged me so that I was sitting next to him. It stung just a little to sit, but I managed, although I squirmed a bit. What was worse was my sore bottom hole though, and no matter what I tried to think about, thoughts of him fucking my ass raced through me like crazy.
My clit throbbed and I knew that if he took me home and fucked my ass right now, I would come while he did it.
Nikolaos smirked knowingly, and I dropped my gaze, unable to look out the window as the limo pulled up in front of the red carpet. When we eventually came to a complete stop, I finally lifted my eyes and looked out the window.
My excitement returned in a rush.
This was our night.
He climbed out first and rounded the car to open my door for me, offering me a hand as I blushed and felt my arousal dripping down my thighs as I took my first step out of the limo.
“Remember, be my good girl,” he purred in my ear as he pulled me close, weaving his arm around my waist. His fingers dug into my side a bit possessively, and I curled against him, hiding my face in the crook of his shoulder simply because it felt right.
“Yes, sir,” I breathed, my face burning that much hotter. A camera flash shuttered somewhere to the right, forever capturing the moment of my surrender for all to see.
Being forced to submit to him in such a public place made my body burn with fire.
He grinned like he knew exactly what I was thinking.
I broke eye contact with him and tried to shake it off, stealing a moment to take in my surroundings since I’d been so caught up in everything that was him.
The red carpet beneath our feet stretched out like a luxurious scarlet ribbon, leading to the extravagant carved wooden doors of the grand hall at the end of it. Flashes from photographers’ cameras twinkled like vivid stars, capturing the glamour and elegance of the night as each couple made their way down the red carpet.
I would have felt out of place if I wasn’t on his arm.
Everything seemed magnified, the air charged with a mix of excitement and sophistication. The red carpet was lined with onlookers, paparazzi, and reporters, their eyes eagerly taking in the parade of guests arriving in their finery. Even the venue itself was a sight to behold, with towering pillars and grand windows that gleamed under the soft glow of the evening lights, and I pulled in an unsteady breath.
I told myself that I belonged here too, that out of all the women in the world, Nikolaos Kaligaris had chosen me as his.
I was the one on his arm.
As we walked, I couldn’t help but notice the wide array of beautiful women and men all around me dressed to the nines. One woman glided past in a deep emerald silk gown that shimmered like the sea under moonlight, its skirt flowing in smooth, liquid-like waves. Another twirled in a gown of delicate lace, its ivory hue glowing softly in the bright lights.
The men were equally impressive in their tailored tuxedos and sharp suits, the epitome of classic style and poise. One gentleman wore a midnight blue tuxedo, the jacket perfectly tailored to his frame, with a subtle satin sheen that caught the light with each movement. I watched another move through the crowd in a charcoal grey suit, his slender silver tie adding just the right touch of modern flair.
Being amongst it all was the most incredible feeling in the world.
Everywhere I looked, there were jewels glittering against skin, hairstyles that were both artistic and flawless, and makeup that accentuated the natural beauty of all the perfectly beautiful faces it adorned. The air was filled with a subtle blend of exquisite perfumes and colognes, creating an almost intoxicating ambiance.
I loved it.
Nikolaos guided me through the crowd. His hand on my back was incredibly reassuring. I could feel all eyes drawn to us, almost as if there was a sense of intrigue and admiration directed our way. He drew me closer, as if he could sense their gazes too, and I enjoyed the possessiveness in his touch.
It made me feel like I belonged to him too.
“Are you ready?” he asked, a boyish grin lighting up his features.
“I’m ready,” I grinned.
Then, without any warning at all, he stopped right in the middle of the red carpet and pulled me in close. His lips sought out mine, and he kissed me like he wanted to fuck me, right there in front of the cameras for everyone to see.
“Nikolaos Kaligaris! Who’s the woman on your arm?” a reporter called out and Nikolaos grinned.
