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He stares at me with hunger in his gaze. “I agree.”
Wetness pools between my thighs and the air becomes charged with sexual tension. I clear my throat. “I should shower if the make-up lady will be here soon.”
He licks his lower lip before his eyes meet mine, so dark and full of longing. “I should leave you to it because you’re way too much of a distraction.”
I smile at him. I love being this man’s distraction more than anything in the world.
* * *
I pokemy head into Kat and Dante’s bedroom, and my cousin squeals my name, jumping up from her chair and clapping her hands.
My excitement matches hers, and I charge across the room. We meet in the middle, and she wraps me in a hug.
“Did you know he had this planned when you were teasing me earlier?” I ask accusingly.
“Yes!” She giggles. “I was so desperate to tell you, but I didn’t want to spoil the surprise. I’m so excited we’re getting ready together.”
“Like when we were back in high school,” I add, tears filling my eyes as a wave of happiness and contentment washes over me.
“Except that we have actual professionals to make us look good now instead of having to do each other’s eyeliner.” She laughs loudly. “You were so bad at that.”
I snort. “Like you were so much better.”
Laughing, she takes my hand and pulls me to sit in the chair beside hers so the hair and make-up ladies can get to work.
I lean back and allow the lady who introduces herself as Lucy to brush my hair. Butterflies swirl in my stomach. I’m sitting here with Kat being pampered, wearing a beautiful diamond. It might not be a collar, but it feels like the start of something special. And the most exciting part of all—I’m going to a ball with the man of my dreams.
ChapterForty-Eight
LORENZO
The smile on Mia’s face could light up the entire state of Illinois. From the moment she stepped out of Kat and Dante’s bedroom, she’s been grinning from ear to ear, awestruck by everything. The limousine, the champagne in the limo. The limo’s mini fridge that’s stocked with Milky Ways, Three Musketeers, and Snickers bars for the journey home.
She’s no less stunned when the limo pulls up at the venue—a hotel built to look like a French castle, the walkway lit by six-foot brass candelabras. It’s a stunning sight, but it pales in comparison to the way Mia looks in the dress Kat helped me pick out, with its tight corset top that pushes her tits up and displays them to absolute perfection and the full skirt that manages to cling to her hips and juicy ass just enough to showcase her beautiful curves. She takes my breath away, and it took every ounce of effort I possess not to march her straight into my bedroom when I first saw her.
She holds onto my arm, and I escort her down the red carpet while she looks around the entire time. Eyes wide and mouth hanging open, like a kid on their first trip to Disney World.
Biting back a smile, I allow her a few moments to enjoy her surroundings before I pull her closer, pressing my lips to her ear so no one else will hear. “There are some rules tonight, Mia.”
She shivers and it fills me with a perverse sense of satisfaction.
“Yes?” she whispers.
“You will not speak unless you are asked a direct question or I give you permission.” She presses her lips together. That’s a tough rule for my little chatterbox to follow, but she nods.
“You will not make eye contact with anyone without my permission.”
Her gaze drops to the floor, and I grin. That rule can be a difficult one for inexperienced subs to follow without appearing rude, and I know that Mia is a people pleaser at heart. I look forward to seeing how she’ll handle it, and my cock throbs at the thought of spanking her for breaking the rule, which she surely will.
“And you will do whatever I tell you to do without hesitation. You understand me?”
“Yes,” she replies, full of confidence.
“Good.” I blow out a breath, preparing myself for the inevitable stares and questions. This is the first time I’ve attended a function with a woman since Anya died, and it’s a public statement that we are a couple. There will be people from the lifestyle here, and I can already hear the whispers and the gossip about whether I might have taken a new sub. I’ve had no shortage of offers the past two and a half years. Any single experienced Dom is in high demand in the circles I used to move in, and I’m no exception. But I told them all I’d never take another sub. I meant it when I said it.
My muscles tense. Mia squeezes my arm reassuringly and I glance at her. “Look at me,” I command. She turns her head, fixing her hazel eyes on mine. “You ready?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her soft purr rolls through my body and goes straight to my dick. Fucking siren.
