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“The truth about what?”

“Whatever I choose to ask. So, what’s it to be?”

“I still want to hear about it, Sir.”

Taking another sip of his champagne, he placed his glass on the table and leaned even closer. “If you feel you’re on the brink of an orgasm, move your hand from your pussy.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Close your eyes.”

She hesitated.

“Now, Bianca.”

“It feels weird.”

“Do as I say, or I’ll spank you right here, right now,” he warned. “That’s another choice.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“Is that a dare?”

“No, no.”

“Close your eyes, or—”

Before he could finish, she let out a little cry and squeezed her eyes shut.

“Wise decision,” he murmured. “Imagine being blindfolded and spread-eagled on the bed with your wrists and ankles tied wide, and a vibrator pressed against your clit.”

She caught her breath.

“Does that excite you, Bianca?”

“Very much, Sir,” she whispered. “I’ve never been tied up.”

“But you’ve thought about it.”

“Yes, Sir, many times.”

Lifting his gaze, he glanced around the restaurant. No one was paying them any attention.

“While the vibrator is buzzing against your pussy, I’ll move an ice cube across your breasts. As I move it down your body, I will lick the cold water off your nipples, and you won’t be allowed to make a sound. If you do, I’ll slap the inside of your thighs very hard. That will sting… a lot.”

“Oh, Sir, I’m getting very excited.”

“Move your hand away and open your eyes,” he ordered, spying the waiter making his way toward them.

“Nick, that was one of the sexiest moments I’ve ever had,” she whispered as the server neared.

“There will be many more,” he promised quietly, leaning back in his chair.

“Compliments of the chef,” the server declared, placing a small soufflé in front of each of them. “This is a smoked salmon soufflé infused with dill cream. I hope you enjoy it.”

“That sounds divine,” she murmured, inhaling the delectable aromas as the waiter left.

“Bianca, it’s time to—”

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