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“If you put that in my panties, I’ll come instantly.”
He smirks, shaking his head. “You won’t because I’ll be controlling it.”
He moves toward me. “What do you say?” He grabs my hips, pulling me close. “Do you want to be dominated tonight? I’ll edge you the entire time we’re at dinner, so by the time you finally sit on my cock, you’ll explode for me.”
“Yes,” I breathe, the need to please him claws at me.
He yanks my towel away and takes in the sight of me naked for him. I can’t deny that how he looks at me makes me feel more wanted than I’ve ever felt. It makes me feel special.
He grabs a pair of panties that I’ve never seen before.
“Those aren’t mine.”
He holds them up. “No, I purchased them for you. Crotchless, so I have access to your cunt easily. However, they will hold this in place.” He signals to the little device.
He puts my panties on and slips the device against my clit. Already, I’m overly sensitive. “This is a bad idea.”
He laughs and turns the setting on low, making me groan. “It’s a good idea. I’ll give you just enough to keep you on edge, angel.”
I glare daggers at him. “That’s torture.”
He shakes his head and slips the remote into his pocket. “It depends how you look at it.” He laces his fingers with mine and yanks me toward the door. “Come on, we’ve got a reservation to make.”
Remy leads me out the door, his hand firmly clasping mine. A sleek, black limousine awaits us as we step outside.
He opens the door for me like a gentleman, but we both know he’s anything but. “After you,” he says, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
I sink into the soft leather seats.
He slides in after me, his presence filling the small space. “How are you feeling?”
I clench my jaw. “Like I need to tear my panties off and finish myself off right now.”
He chuckles and rubs his hand gently over my thigh. “Try to think of something else.”
I bite my inner cheek. “Distract me then.”
“Tell me about your childhood before your dad died.”
My brow furrows. “It still wasn’t great because Dad was always away working.” My face lights up. “However, when he was home it was the best time ever. He used to take me to the movies and we’d eat so much popcorn we were almost sick.” I laugh, realizing I’ve never been able to reminisce about old memories as my mom never wanted to talk about him.” I’m so glad that I can talk about him with Remy. “How about you? Tell me about your childhood?”
“Probably as shit as yours most of the time.” He clears his throat. “Although my only happy memories were at the cabin we went to for the weekend.”
I smile. “You had family vacations there?”
He nods, but doesn’t say anything else. We fall into a tense silence as the conversation runs it’s course.
It’s odd that since Mom died, I feel angrier toward her. Perhaps because it means I can never get the closure I need. I can’t ever call her out on all the shit she put me through over the years. She never considered anyone but herself, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to forgive her for that.
Suddenly, the vehicle slows to a halt in front of a grand, stately building adorned with antique lights. A sign above the entrance reads ‘Le Papillon d’Or’. It’s a fancy restaurant, which makes it even more nerve-wracking wearing this vibrator.
The chauffeur steps out and opens the door, and we climb out, hand in hand, into the cool evening air. The smell of freshly baked bread and simmering garlic wafts from the restaurant, making my mouth water.
Remy leads me up the steps, and as we push open the heavy wooden doors, the warm glow of the restaurant wraps around us like a welcoming blanket.
“This looks expensive,” I murmur.
Remy places his hand on the small of my back. “You’re worth it.” The host guides us to a table near the back which is not too close to other tables.
