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“Fuck,” he said.
I glanced over my dark blue, skimpy panties and bra like it was nothing. “What?”
He shook his head, taking off his jacket and going to the closet to select a new suit.
“Should I go slutty or good girl?” I mused, looking over the dresses I’d laid out. “Will you get jealous if I show some skin?”
“Maybe,” he said thoughtfully. “But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
I turned to conceal the smirk on my face. “Slutty it is then.”
I had a dress at the bottom of my bag that I’d picked up the day he’d taken me shopping. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d wear it. I’d just grabbed it to fill my basket.
I pulled it on and settled the straps on my shoulders. Over the tiny silk lining was transparent, beige chiffon with a faint blue print. Before I stood, I slipped on my black heels and straightened.
The dress was even skimpier and shorter than the one I’d worn last night. And that one had driven him wild. I did an experimental pirouette before the mirror. It floated up around me and flashed my dark blue panties before settling around my hips.
He walked out of the bathroom in a casual black suit with a dark shirt, open at the collar. His gaze flicked over me and his mouth thinned. Jealousy brought a flush to the base of his neck.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
Heart thumping, I obeyed.
“Bend over. Grip your ankles.”
I glanced back. “What?”
“Now, Iris.” There was a sternness to his voice I hadn’t expected.
Obediently, but blushing hard, I bent over and wrapped my hands around my ankles. There was a long silence and then his footsteps drew close and his finger ran up my exposed ass. It hooked my panties and pulled them aside.
“You’ll keep these on,” he said. “And don’t bend over in public.”
I went to straighten up, but before I could, he tugged my panties aside further and gave my pussy a little spank.
I gasped and jumped up, spinning. He smirked and turned away to button his cuffs before the mirror.
“I fucked it, princess,” he said casually. “So it’s mine.”
“What about your cock? I guess the same doesn’t apply to it.”
“You fucked it so it’s yours. Want me to write your name on it?”
My jaw dropped. I was self-aware enough to know he’d out maneuvered me this time. My cheeks burned and I was acutely aware of where his fingers had slapped my pussy. Leaving a sensitive, tingling spot. All I could think about was what it would feel like if he spanked me in earnest.
I shivered.
His brow crooked. “Do you need to come before we go?” he teased.
I shook back my hair. “No. I’m ready to go.”
“Actually, I have one more thing,” he said, taking a long, thin case from his pocket.
My heart flipped. He had bought me a gift?
He snapped the lid open and lifted a thin, diamond encrusted tennis bracelet with a bow made of more diamonds over the clasp. It wasn’t my style…at least it hadn’t been my style before I met him. I’d never been confident in girly things, but he was making me like them a lot more.
“Hand out,” he said.
