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He knows I’m barely hanging on as it is. But I try the lamb and the potato. He hits a spot that has me gasping, and he chuckles.
I turn to him. “I’m close.”
“I know.”
We stare at each other while he finger-fucks me under the table. Pleasure builds higher and higher until I think I’m going to break. Just as I get to that point, he stops.
“No! What are you doing?”
His smile is wicked. “We still have three courses to get through.”
My body is hot and oversensitive. If I were a better person, I would stop this right here and now. But I must be a terrible person because I lean in.
“Please, I’m so close.”
He’s so close that his lips brush against mine in the lightest kiss. “Three more courses, little mouse. But I promise I’ll make it good for you.”
I shudder, pulling away as the staff comes with our next course.
The chef says, “Your tenth course is a variety of breads, crackers, cheeses, jams, and fruits.”
He leaves as Jafar’s finger pumps in and out of me. It’s not enough, and I whimper the same words to him. He adds another finger. My moan is loud, but the waves carry the sound with them.
He says, “If we were alone, I’d pull you onto my lap and fuck you. Would you do it, little mouse? Would you ride me, knowing Jasmine is inside the house?”
My entire body feels like a live wire. His words should repulse me, not make me wetter.
I’m barely holding myself together as the trays are removed. The chef says something about fruit tarts and champagne as he leaves.
Jafar nips my earlobe, sending a jolt straight to my core.
“I want an answer, little mouse. Would you ride me?”
“Yes,” I moan.
“That’s right. You’d sit on my cock, not caring who saw us.”
He adds another finger, and I know I’m not going to last.
“Jafar, please—”
“Shh. You don’t want the staff to know what we’re doing, do you?”
I shake my head, though at this point I really don’t care. My virginity is literally the only thing stopping me from climbing onto his lap and filling the ache deep inside of me.
His hand stills as the chef and staff come with our last course. I want to scream but manage to keep the sound inside.
“Your last course is a sweet and sticky pecan bar served with a smoked brandy. It has been a pleasure to serve you. Enjoy your night.”
Jafar says, “I love sticky and sweet treats.”
We wait until he’s gone before looking at each other. Jafar gives me a wicked smile as his fingers move. At the same time, he slips his other hand into the neckline of my dress. When he twists my nipple, I cry out.
“Oh god.”
“No god here. Only me. Come on, little mouse, let me know how good this feels.”
I rock into his palm, needing more. He doesn’t disappoint. Our mouths hover inches apart. All I’d have to do is tilt my head, and we’d be kissing. I shudder again. Our breaths collide as he brings me to the edge. This time he doesn’t stop, sending me straight over. I thought the orgasm on the phone was intense. This eclipses it.
