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“I don’t hate that,” I quipped, curling closer to him as my body temperature began to drop.
He chuckled, his smile widening. “And what about the Secretary-General? How will you handle him?”
Leaning closer, I nipped at his ear and reached down, gliding my fingers up and down the length of his cock, teasing him a bit more than I’d ever dared before. The velvet skin of his shaft was soft against my fingertips, and I did it again before I leaned in close and whispered, “As easily as I handle you.”
He responded with a low growl, a mix of amusement and desire in his eyes. The sound of his low, seductive growl resonated deep within me, sending a thrilling shiver down my spine.
I felt the need to assert my own control once more, and I gripped his cock in my hand a bit more firmly. Slowly, it hardened against my palm and my pussy quivered nervously.
If I wasn’t careful, I was going to get fucked again.
Not that I would mind…
My mind wandered back to the ring. I wanted to see it, but I wanted the grand gesture, the proclamation of love that you saw in the movies or read about in books, but in a way that was uniquely us.
“You know, I do expect a real proposal,” I said, and his cock jerked underneath my hand.
Nikolaos’ eyes twinkled with mischief. “Don’t worry, I rented out the Parthenon,” he replied, his voice rich with humor and affection.
“Did you really?” I asked with a soft giggle, the over-the-top ridiculousness of the idea amusing.
“Well now, Little Miss Game of Thrones, you’ll just have to wait and see,” he chided, and I blushed hard.
“I’ll just have to talk to my little birds. I’ll find out,” I quipped, my cheeks aching a bit from smiling too hard.
“For now, though, naughty girl, I can see that you need much, much more of my cock,” he rumbled as he rolled over me. Before I knew what was happening, his cock was inside me, fully erect and ready to go.
My inner walls spasmed around him.
I was ready too.
CHAPTER 24
Maci
I did not, in fact, hear a single word about the proposal. No matter how much I dug, no one gave me anything. Not the cleaning staff. Not Andreas, so when I found a wrapped box on top of our bed one evening a few weeks later, my heart skipped a beat in anticipation.
Gently, I unwrapped the box, lifting the lid to reveal a sultry red dress inside. Its fabric was silky and luxurious and probably cost more than I had ever made in a year.
I wasted no time and slipped into the dress. With a deep breath, I turned to look in the mirror. It fit me perfectly, hugging my curves in all the right places. Its deep red color complemented my complexion, and the way it flowed gracefully with my every movement made me feel both powerful and feminine. The neckline was tastefully daring, revealing a bit of my cleavage and adding to the overall look. In that dress, I felt like a vision—confident, glamorous, and ready for whatever the evening had in store.
My mind tried to trick me and tell me that maybe this wasn’t it, maybe he was taking me to another charity ball instead, but in my heart, I knew that this was it.
This was going to be the moment.
Nikolaos was going to ask me to marry him.
I needed to be ready.
I started with my hair, styling it into loose, elegant waves that framed my face, enhancing my features with a touch of sophistication. When I was done, each curl fell perfectly and added a touch of softness that contrasted with the boldness of the dress.
Next, I focused on my makeup, opting for a look that was both powerful and seductive. I chose a smoky eye shadow palette, blending the colors to create a sultry effect that accentuated my eyes. A stroke of eyeliner and a few coats of mascara added intensity to my gaze, making my eyes appear more alluring. For my lips, I selected a shade that matched the dress—a deep, rich red.
Bold yet classic.
Finally, I slipped my feet into a pair of black Louboutins.
I liked the fact that the color of my lips matched the bottoms of my shoes.
