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Standing up, I reach for her hand. “Time to go.”

“We haven’t even gotten our food!” She exclaims.

“Now, Katarina,” I growl.

With a sexy smile, she stands up, her napkin falling on the ground in the process. She leans down to grab it, but I stop her before she gets too far.

“Don’t even think about it, Kitten.”

I throw a fifty on the table as a tip for the waiter and lead her out of the restaurant.

Once we are inside my private elevator, she stands in front of me once again. This time, she stretches, lifting her arms above her head and making her dress ride up enough to show off her ass cheeks.

Oh, she will pay for that.

I resist the urge to touch her because I know I won’t be able to stop once I start.

As usual, when I’m with Katarina, the elevator ride takes forever.

The moment the doors finally slide open and we walk into my penthouse, I command, “Bedroom.”

Unlike last night, I now have the curtains open, showing that one entire wall is made of glass—a giant window overlooking the Vegas strip.

Katarina’s eyes go wide as she walks over to look out. She may have gotten distracted, but my cock keeps me solely focused on what I want to do to her.

Walking over to her, I stand behind her and start talking in a low voice. “Kitten, were you trying to show off that pretty pussy of yours out in public?” My fingers grab the straps of her dress and drag them off her shoulders.

I slowly toy with her nipples, and her head falls against my chest. I love how sensitive she is.

Reaching one hand under the hem of her dress, I use my fingers to dip into her wet slit. “And from how wet you are, I’d say the thought of someone seeing you turns you on.”

“Maybe,” she moans as my fingers plunge inside her to stroke that special spot while my thumb rubs circles on her clit.

She lets out a sigh of disappointment when I remove both my hands from her body. It’s short-lived, though, when she sees what I’m doing.

Quickly, I grab one of the chairs from the small table against the wall and drag it over to where we stand.

After I get into position, I instruct her to stay standing but set one leg on the chair. She does as I say, and I step behind her once again. I start toying with her as I did before, but now, with her legs apart, she gives the world a perfect view of her pussy.

Or she would if the glass wasn’t completely frosted from the outside. She should know better than to think I’d share this view. But Katarina doesn’t need to know that.

She seems to be loving the idea that people could potentially see what we’re doing.

I spread her pussy lips with my fingers as I rub lightly against her clit. She bucks her hips against my hand, begging for more contact. I continue to tease a bit more before sliding two fingers inside her while I add more pressure to the sensitive little nub.

One of her hands reaches behind her and clenches onto me for dear life. Her entire body begins to tremble as she struggles to stay standing.

“You’re such a dirty girl,” I whisper in her ear. “You’re going to let the world see that pretty pussy of yours come all over my hand.”

Unable to put words together, she just frantically nods against my chest.

“Come for me,” I command.

As the orgasm rips through her, I have to hold her petite body up as her legs completely give out. It takes a few minutes for her to regain her composure, and when she does, I give her no time to rest.

I’m not nearly finished with her yet.

Chapter Eleven

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