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But I can’t stop imagining her wearing this ring.Onlythis ring. On her knees before me with her hand wrapped around my—
“That one,” Cora says definitively. “I want that one.”
The rendering is of a simple diamond setting in the center with a crown of diamonds around it, opening as if they’re petals of a flower in bloom. The band is made of delicately molded gold leaves.
Kieran beams, telling me all I need to know about the price of it. “Impeccable choice. Any customizations?”
“No, I like it just the way—”
“I want the center diamond twice as big,” I say.
Kieran and Cora both turn to me, one of them looking far more delighted than the other.
“That can be arranged,” Kieran assures me greedily. “I’ll need to make some adjustments to the surrounding stones, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. The extra size will increase the price, of course.”
“I don’t give a fuck.”
I sign where he tells me to do, then put my hand on the small of Cora’s back and escort her out to the waiting vehicle.
I silently hold the car door open for her. I don’t say anything until I turn away from the direction of the estate. When she realizes we’re headed a different way, she sits up. “Where are we going?”
I bite back a smirk. “We’ve got one more stop to make. You’re going to love this one, I promise.”
35
IVAN
From the outside, the shop looks like any other boutique on the street. “Le Plaisir?” Cora frowns at the gilded letters above the door. “We're shopping? I thought Niles bought me everything I'd need."
The thought of Niles walking into this shop is enough to tear a laugh from me. "There are some things that I prefer to handle myself.”
I open the door and usher her inside. The bell above the door chimes our arrival, but Cora doesn't make it more than two steps in before she slams to a stop.
A long table runs down the center of the small space. Mannequins in barely-there lingerie perch on top of it. Underneath them, in lit shelves that ring the shop, are countless sex toys. Every shape, length, kink, color, and voltage imaginable.
I close the door behind me. Cora shrinks back into me, itching for escape. “We made rules, Ivan. We can’t—”
“I said I’d keep my hands to myself. But if you’re going to demand celibacy, you’ll need something to take the edge off.”
The idea came to me fully formed. I didn’t question it. Partially because I want to prove to her now that there is no checkmate with me. I always win.Always.
But a deeper, darker part of me wants to see what Cora will do in a luxury sex shop. The part of me that has always craved a bit too much trouble wants to know what she’ll be drawn to, what she likes.
I know how she looks and sounds when she comes on my cock.
What about when she’s tied spread-eagle on a bed while I tease her with whips and vibrations and soft kisses between her thighs?
Her face quivers. She’s too stubborn to show me what she’s really thinking, but I can guess at the tensions rippling inside of her right now.
They probably look a lot like my own.
Finally, she turns away from me, looking out over the store. “What’s my budget?”
I run my thumbs along the suddenly tense column of her neck. “Do your worst.”
Cora leans back into my touch, rocking against the pressure of my fingertips into her muscles. Then, as if remembering who I am, she jerks away and heads for the nearest display.
A red-headed woman in a dangerously low-cut top appears from the back. She glances at Cora and then turns her attention to me, a wicked smile on her lips. “Hello. Is there anything I can help you with?”
