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“How long to the Southfall from here?” he asks through the intercom.
“Two minutes, sir.”
“Take us there.” He turns his attention back to me. “You have two minutes to get those knickers back on before I consider using more than just my tongue.”
I raise my eyebrows and sit up before bending to grab my panties from the floor. I curl them into ball in my fist, smiling to myself. So I’m not in the habit of carrying around spare stockings, but panties are a different matter. Especially when Tyler is around.
He says nothing as the car pulls up outside the hotel and the car door is opened by a valet. He simply takes my hand and helps me from the car. I feel the heat from his hand seeping through the material of my dress at my lower back when he rests it there to guide me inside.
Discreetly, I pass my panties into my other hand and tuck them into Tyler’s pocket. He laughs quietly, pushing me into an elevator. The doors close in front of us, and he presses a button on the keypad.
“Did you just tuck your knickers into my pocket?”
“Is there a camera in here?” I ask, ignoring him with a smile. He nods. “Good. Cover it for a minute, would you?”
He frowns and puts his palm over the camera in the corner. I reach into my purse and pull out my second pair of panties.
“I lied about the spare panties.”
Tyler laughs loudly as I slide them up my legs and readjust my dress, making sure it’s not tucked in anywhere. The elevator doors open as I straighten up.
“Seriously. Spare underwear? Is this going to be a new habit or a challenge?” Tyler murmurs in my ear, pulling me close to him.
“Both,” I whisper back. “There’s no doubt you’ll get me out of the first pair on a regular basis. The second pair is the challenge.”
“You want me to get you out of your second pathetic excuse for a pair of panties by the end of the night?”
“I expect you to.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then the only action you get is with your right hand.” I kiss his jaw, pausing outside the entrance to the room where the party is being held.
He spins me so my back is against the wall and looks down at me. Heat and desire swirl in his dark eyes, and the smirk teasing his lips is nothing but pure seduction.
“Making threats now?”
“No. Promises.”
“You forget who controls who in bed.” He leans in, his words a whisper of air across my earlobe.
I curl my fingers around his tie and lean up onto my tiptoes. “And you don’t come until I have, so remember that when you think you’re in complete control.” I kiss his jaw once more and release him, shooting a flirty look over my shoulder.
I kiss his jaw once more and release him, shooting a flirty look over my shoulder. He stares after me, shock now mixing into his gaze. He grabs me just before I can pull open the door and slams me back into his body.
“Liv,” he growls, making my hairs stand on end. “If you’re on your knees with your hands tied and my fingers pulling your hair while you suck my cock, I’m in fucking control. Remember that next time your rebellious little arse thinks otherwise.”
I shudder at his words. I have no shame in admitting that that’s my ultimate fantasy—a situation in which I’m completely surrendered to him and unable to do anything but pleasure him. And not knowing how that situation would end?
That drives me crazy.
I want to know. That exact situation—me on my knees, my hands tied—has been mentioned a few times now. I want it to happen. I want to know if he’ll come in my mouth or if he’ll move me and fuck me until I scream his name in a series of incoherent cries.
Tyler opens the door and guides me through, bringing me out of my filthy thoughts. But goddamn. It’s hard not to think dirty when he says shit like that.
He leads us through the room and straight to the bar. Sparks are still shooting through my body from his words and his touch, and I think I’m accepting this as a natural, automatic feeling to him now. I’m pretty sure that, if the man looked at me just right, he’d make me come on the spot.
“You look flustered,” Dayton whispers in my ear, wrapping her arms around me. “Wine?”
