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I look away, pissed off, unable to deny that I am full of rage.
He holds his chopsticks full of food in front of me. "Eat, sunshine."
I jerk my head back toward him. "There needs to be a better answer than ya married me because ya could."
"What's the big deal? It's not like we're madly in love, and ya know it," he states.
His words hurt, but they're true. Still, there's more to it. There has to be. He's hiding something. I can see it in his eyes, and I want to know the truth.
"Tell me," I demand.
"I did just tell ya."
I glare at him. "You're lying. There has to be a better reason besides ya did it because ya could."
"Your da owed me money. He couldn't pay his debt. Do ya think I could just let someone get away with not paying me? I had to kill him or take something. Ya were the most valuable possession he had. So I took ya."
Anger fills me. I don't know what I expected him to say, but hearing the truth hurts my heart.
I curse myself for wanting him to give me another answer. Perhaps one with a compliment toward me or something about me he couldn't find with other women that drew him to want to marry me. Instead, all I get is the cold, hard truth that reminds me my husband can take me out and spoil me all he wants, but at the end of the night, he's still a monster.
I suddenly hate him. I'm mad at myself for asking and pretending we're something we're not. This meal feels like a date, but it's far from it. He has nothing but surface-level lustful feelings for me and nothing deeper. And he's never going to.
Monsters don't love.
The vibrator starts up again. I grit my teeth and order, "Turn it off."
He gives me a challenging look. "Turn it off? So you're quitting, and I win?"
My ego won't let me allow him to win. I don't know why. This is a stupid game anyway. I shouldn't have suggested we play or agreed to it, but I did. Now, the last thing I'm about to do is let him get one over me. He's gotten enough over me, and I seethe. "No, I'm not quitting."
He licks his lips and glances down at my pussy. He slowly drags his eyes up until they meet mine. "Good."
The vibrations grow more intense, and my breath turns shallow. I snarl, "You're an asshole."
He tugs me closer and slides his hand over my cheek. He claims, "An asshole that knows how to make ya feel things ya never have before."
I say nothing.
He slides his tongue in my mouth, holding me as close to him as possible as a hard orgasm hits me. I convulse against him. It lasts longer than before, and he doesn't let up, holding me firmly.
All I can do is kiss him back, afraid people will see me and know what's happening. So I'm too afraid to not have his mouth on mine. It's muffling sounds from these feelings I've not felt ever before.
They whip through my body until he turns off the vibrator. He holds my face so I can't move, keeping his curious yet confident stare on me.
It takes longer for me to recover. The dizziness remains longer in the aftermath, and he seems to know it. He continues kissing me much longer than last time.
My entire body is on fire. I feel like I'm on the verge of sweating.
He retreats, holds a glass of water to my lips, and demands, "Drink."
I don't argue. The water tastes good and cools me in some ways. Yet everything's so sensitive, and I still feel on edge.
He leans into my ear, runs his tongue over my lobe, and I shiver. He states, "A great part about eating at this place is we still have eighteen courses to go."
I close my eyes as the vibrations intensify again. Adrenaline builds up within me, and another wave hits me just as hard as before.
Tynan studies me, not kissing me like before. I breathe through it as he taunts, "Want to quit, sunshine?"
