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"Fuck, I need to taste her sweet pussy again," I mutter, then begrudgingly slide on the thong, wincing from the tight material.
I pull my pants up and slide back into my loafers. I leave the stall and go back to my seat. I try not to wince as I ask, "Oh, are ya happy?"
She slides her hand between my thighs and strokes my balls. It's the first time she's ever done anything like that. It sends an electric shock right through me. She coos, "Good boy. Ya know how to obey."
I huff. "These are way too fucking small. They're cutting off my balls."
Amusement shines behind her eyes as she stares at me and says, "Do ya want to quit? Ya can take them off. Wave the white flag."
I slide my hand through her hair and tug her head, harder than before.
She gasps.
I press the remote to the fastest speed. Then I lean over her face and declare, "You're going to have to do a lot better than that, princess, to get me to quit."
"That so?" she challenges, squirming on the barstool.
I slide my palm between her thighs and press my thumb to her clit, circling quickly. "Aye, princess. And here's my fair warning. Ya better brace yourself for the rest of the night."
12
Maeve
Heat intensifies throughout my body. My arousal drips down my thighs, and I worry it might stain my dress. The vibrations of the egg oscillate the fastest they have all night. Tynan's thumb never misses a beat, circling my clit at an excruciating pace. He stays close to me so others can't see his naughty actions.
I'm doing everything possible to appear normal, but it's getting harder. I want to give in and tell him I can't take anymore. My pride won't let me, yet I'm scared I'm going to cry out in ecstasy.
I take another deep breath, trying to control the sensations. It only makes my husband's arrogance grow.
"Feeling okay, baby girl?" he taunts.
I lift my chin and square my shoulders.
The server clears his throat.
Tynan removes his hand from under my dress and sits back. He takes a cocky sip of beer and presses his pocket.
The vibrations slow. Relief hits me, but the aching from being so close to an orgasm creates a new type of torture.
The server sets several plates in front of us. I barely hear him announce, "Roasted sea urchin, uni on the half shell, sanma, pike mackerel, Ohmi beef tataki with Burgundy truffle, and matsutake soup."
I glance at the plates and bowls. It looks just as amazing as the first set of dishes, but I can't even think about eating. I take a sip of water, trying to cool off.
"Looks incredible. Thanks, Carter," Tynan offers.
Carter nods and disappears.
Tynan hands me a set of chopsticks. "Eat, my sunshine."
I reach for the utensils, but I don't know how to use them, so I struggle to pick up one of the pieces of fish.
Tynan holds out his chopsticks, declaring, "Ya got to use your fingers the right way with those, lass. Look." He positions three of his fingers on the chopstick.
I mimic him.
He moves the sticks and states, "Your thumb and pointer finger control everything."
"Is that all it takes?" I ask, mirroring his movements.
