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I let go of her hand and lean back. “I will give you a week to think this over. To decide if you want to be my girl. To wear my collar. Will you do that for me, Candace?”
Candace smiles at me. “Yes, Drake. I will.” Her voice is soft.
I smile then as my eyes roam over her cleavage and perky tits underneath that gold shimmery dress. “You have had an exhausting few weeks, dealing with things on your own. So, I want you to relax for me now. Play a little game to please me.”
She takes another sip of her wine. “What is it you want me to do to please you?”
“Put your hands underneath that sexy dress and take off your panties.” She places her wine glass down and her hands go down beneath the table. “And hand them to me. Over the table, not under it.”
There’s a sudden pink blush on her cheeks as she wiggles a bit in her chair. She stoops just a bit and raises her left hand, holding a pair of black lacy panties. I reach out and she places them in my hand. I press them to my nose and inhale. Her scent and her pheromones are intoxicating.
She giggles, “Drake!” I know she’s embarrassed that someone might see me sitting there sniffing her panties.
“What? Are you afraid someone will see what I’m doing? Let them watch.” I stuff them inside the breast pocket of my suit. “They belong to me now. And I do hope you decide to be my property as well, Candace.”
Candace pleased me during our dinner together as I watched her sip her wine and fed her pieces of steak with my fork. I wanted her to relax to get her mind off her father and spoil her. We finished off the dinner, and wine and I held her hand in the crook of my arm as we strolled through the Bellagio to spend some money at roulette.
We step up to a roulette table with a few other players and Candace places her chips on a selection of different numbers in black and red. I ask her if there is a rhyme her reason for her choices of numbers and she bumps her hip into me and says she’s going to fly by the seat of her panties, but then again, she’s not wearing any now.
The dealer spins the roulette wheel and releases the little white ball into it as it spins round and round. The numbers are a blur as the wheel spins and when it stops, the ball lands in the red number seven slot, exactly where Candace put all her chips on. She squeals and giggles, jumping up and down in her heels. Everyone’s eyes, including the dealer’s, pivot right to Candace’s full and gorgeous tits as they bounce.
I pull her to me as the dealer hands her the winning chips to nuzzle her ear lobe. “Everyone is looking at your tits in that dress. I like to see you this way too Candace.”
She smiles up at me “In what way?”
“Happy, with not a care in the world.”
Chapter 14
Drake
Wordtravelsfastinany city, but especially in Vegas. It doesn’t hurt that everyone likes to keep me in the know but I’m kicking myself because I didn’t know about it until now. I should have been there for her in a more supportive way. This is the second time that Candace’s father has been attacked in prison. I was in the middle of a business meeting when the text shot across the screen of my phone. I don’t think it’s shocking in any sense of the word to know that I walked out and drove as quickly as possible down to Candace’s penthouse.
No sooner as I get there, I’m rapping on her door like a madman. Worry is flowing through every vein in my damned body. Candace may not admit it, but her father is her entire world. She jerks the door open, streaks of mascara running down her cheeks and she’s wearing a tight skimpy red chemise. I think that’s what the ladies call those things anyway.
Her eyes are puffy from all the crying I can assume she’s been doing as she glares at me. “Why the hell are you here Drake? You told me you’d give me a week to decide what I want between us.”
“I heard about your father, Candace.” I enter her penthouse, not giving her the option to say no to me. She needs me here and whether she wants to admit that or not, we both know it to be true.
She huffs and walks away from the door as I close it behind me. “I know you’re angry and I can sense all the bottled-up tension building up inside you just standing here. Talk to me.”
She spins around, her arms crossed in front of her chest. All that does is push her breasts together in a way that makes it hard for me to look at her in the eyes. “I will handle all this fucked up bullshit with my Dad. Hell, it’s not like anyone else will. I’ve always handled this shit on my own, with no one to help me. I’ve never needed anyone. I don’t need you. You’ve just been a fun play-date for me. Just leave, Drake. Get out of my damn sight.”
She hurries back over to me and places her hands on my chest, attempting to push me. I almost laugh at her attempt, she’s so little compared to me. She cries out as I grab her by the arms and shove her up against the wall. I shift my hips, making sure she feels my hard cock pressed against her stomach. I don’t know what she’s trying to do, push me away or turn me on. Regardless, she knows exactly what she is doing to me right now.
My jaw clenches as I glare right back at her. “I’ll be your punching bag for the verbal shit, but don’t ever get physical with me. Not unless you mean it to be the last time you ever touch me. Just because you’re Dominant with others doesn’t mean you get to Dom me around, little girl! I’m the fucking boss in our relationship!” I kneel down and yank her skimpy chemise up and shove my face in between her thighs. She clutches my shoulders, but I take her wrists and slam them, palms down, against the wall.
“Hold still!” I growl, as my tongue invades the soft slit of her pussy and my mouth latches on to her swollen clit. She writhes over me, her hips squirm, rubbing against my mouth. I keep sucking on her clit, listening to her moans. I hadn’t planned on doing this when I first came here. I thought she’d want to crawl up into my arms and feel comforted. She just had to get mouthy with me though.
“Drake…” I glance up to look her in the eyes and watch as she clenches her teeth, obviously angered. “You’re going to make me cum.”
I release her wet pussy with a smack. “You better cum for me my little slut!” I admire her, all glistening wet and bare, and blow air across it. “Or maybe I’ll just tease and torment you for a bit. Make you think about the way you’ve spoken to me today. In fact, I think I will do that. I’ll make you wait for ages while I torture you. Fuck, maybe I won’t even do anything. It’s not like you deserve to come. Do you, girl?”
Her head shakes back and forth as she spreads her thighs a bit more for me. “No, Sir… I don’t.” She leans her head back against the wall. I notice the wetness that spills from the corner of her eyes, seeing how defeated she is at this moment. She holds all of it in. It isn’t healthy for her. My god, I need her to let it out. She doesn’t get how much I fucking worry about her, the thoughts that plague my mind.
“That’s a good girl,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to her soft flesh. I know what she needs right now, but of course, I always know what my girl needs. She won’t get the sweetness from me in this moment. No, not yet. My tongue and mouth continue their assault on Candace, licking, sucking, pulling until she screams her pent-up orgasm.
I stand back up, releasing her, and take a good look at her glossy eyes while shooting my cuffs and adjusting my jacket. “If you ever want more, you’d better think about the way you speak to me. I’m not your sub, your bitch and you know that. I’m half tempted to leave you here against this fucking wall and let you be alone, but I know you better than that. You might not admit it, but you want me here. You fucking need me here, so don’t start with that bullshit again Candace.”
