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I’m going to make this man smile while we’re here.
I’m going to make him smile at least twice every day.
“You have an interesting look on your face, Mary.”
“Do I?”
“Yes. It’s a bit mischievous. Seems like you’re up to no good.”
I smirk. “Maybe I’m not.”
“Well, then, just be sure you don’t take too many liberties. I may have to smack that sweet ass of yours.”
His words travel straight to my pussy at lightning speed.
God…
I haven’t felt like this since…
Have I ever?
Sure, I get turned on. I love a good scene. I love a good spanking.
But oh. My. God.
“Try the shrimp,” he says.
Since I’m not sure how to eat it, I watch him take the first bite. Then I spear a piece of shrimp with my fork, swirl it in the sauce, and bring it to my lips.
A splash of flavors hits my tongue.
I love shrimp, first of all. I could eat shrimp cocktail at every meal.
But this is served hot, not cold, and the shrimp is cooked to perfection. It crunches slightly under my teeth, and it’s not even slightly rubbery. And the sauce… The mayonnaise is cut by the acidity of the mustard, and the Creole seasoning… I don’t know what’s in it, but it’s delicious.
Once I swallow, Ronan looks at me.
“Well?”
“It’s amazing,” I admit. “Absolutely delicious.”
“Despite the greasy sauce?”
“Despite the greasy sauce.” Which isn’t greasy, but I don’t say that. “How many courses are we having?”
“Eight.”
My eyes nearly pop out of my head. “Do you really think I can eat eight courses?”
“I told you. It’s more of a tasting menu. It will be just enough to satisfy you, and then we’ll move onto the next course.”
A sliver of excitement spurts through me. I do enjoy eating, but I rarely eat with a Dominant. I don’t date. It’s not who I am.
But I’m enjoying this date with this gorgeous Scotsman-slash-child of New Orleans who rarely smiles but whose voice sends electric pulses straight between my legs.
Our server comes by with Ronan’s second Sazerac. He places the cocktail on the table and fills my water. “You sure I can’t get you another drink, ma’am?”
I’m tempted, for sure. “No, thank you. But I will have whatever red wine the gentleman chooses when we get to our main course.”
