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It’s going to be.
“So… What happens now?”
I clear my throat. “Now, she’s coming after everything, including some assets that involve associates of mine, and their money.” I take a deep breath as my eyes lock with hers. “Sonow, I need you to marry me, because it would erase any claim she has to what’s mine.”
She’s silent as she chews on her lip, looking into my eyes.
“When?” she says softly.
“Soon. The sooner the better, actually.” I shake my head, my hands sliding over her knees. “But you don’t have to answer right now.”
Eilish swallows, nodding.
“So that’s why you brought me here.”
“That’s part of why I brought you here.”
She smiles. God, she’s beautiful.
“Why else did you bring me here? To show off another glamorous, Michelin-starred restaurant of yours?”
“Am I that obvious?”
“Maybe.” She giggles. “Well, let me get back to my actual seat before they bring in this fancy dinner you want to wow me with.”
“Actually…” I reach under the table and push a button, locking the door to the private dining room and alerting the staff that we are to be left alone. “I was planning on starting with dessert.”
She frowns. “What do you—Gavan!”
Eilish gasps as I grab her knees and spread them wide apart. She tries to shut them, but I’m stronger, and when my hands slide up her smooth thighs, she whimpers.
“What are you…oh my God…”
She whines when my finger teases up her lips through her lace panties, her eyes rolling back in bliss. I slip my fingers under the lace, teasing up and down her bare, slick pussy before I peel her panties down her legs, slowly.
I let them dangle from her heels before I push between her legs and kiss and nibble my way up her thigh. Eilish squirms, and when I shove her back across the table in front of me, she gasps as glassware and cutlery crash and tumble to the floor.
“Gavan—oh fuck…”
She’s propped up on her elbows, her face bright red and her breath coming fast as she watches me hover my mouth mere inches above her eager cunt. I lock eyes with her, making her wait for it as I drool on her pussy for a moment before slowly dipping my mouth to her.
“Oh. My. Fuuccck…”
She coos in pleasure helplessly as I lick her slowly and languidly, not hurrying. I take my time savoring the taste of her pretty pussy. I lap at every drop of her honey-sweetness. My tongue dances lightly around her clit, teasing her into a frenzy before I plunge it deep inside of her.
Eilish’s legs shake. Her chest rises and falls, never breaking eye contact as I slowly work my tongue and lips over her sweet little pussy, taking her higher and higher.
I don’t rush it. I don’t demand, which is a change for me. But I do utterly subjugate her pussy and claim it as mine. I have her dancing on a fucking tightrope, and I keep her there for damn near close to twenty minutes, until I’m legitimately worried I’m going to break something in her head.
But still, I keep the pace slow. I keep the tip of my tongue teasing around her clit. Until suddenly, with one precise, tiny flick, Eilish’s whole world comes crashing down.
She slams a hand over her mouth, biting down hard on heel of it as she wrenches and writhes. Her swollen, throbbing pussy explodes in spasms against my tongue, flooding my mouth with her orgasm as her thighs lock around my head.
Slowly and gently, I tease my lips up and down her thighs as she catches her breath. Then, with a smug grin, I stand between her legs.
“Well then,” I growl. “Should we tell them we’re ready for dinner—”
“Don’t even think about it.”
