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After ten minutes of walking, we reach a small table with two chairs and a plate of food on it. I peek at him. He did this for me? He doesn’t really scream ‘romance’. But this was clearly meant to be a date. Something flutters in my chest at the thought, despite the fact that I’m terrified of him.
“Sit,” he orders. I do as he says, because what choice do I have? “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got a little bit of everything.”
I’m genuinely surprised he doesn’t already know what I like, considering he seems to know everything about me. But I’m even more surprised at the selection of finger foods. I haven’t had food this decadent in… ever.
I take a small bite of some kind of bread and smile at him, so he knows I like it. He doesn’t take his eyes off me as I eat. Suddenly, he scoots his chair closer, and I feel his hand running through my hair.
“So beautiful,” he whispers, and I feel my face heat up. I can’t breathe when he says things like this.
He tugs at the collar, smirking as I gasp from the pressure. Fuck, he’s barely touched me, and I’m already wet.
“You like it when I do that?” He tugs again, harder this time.
“Yes,” I squeak out.
“Good,” he growls, leaning in towards my neck and inhaling. “Gods, you smell so good. How do you smell so good?”
I give him a meek smile, batting my eyelashes in the process. Why does he bring this side out of me? My breathing quickens, and suddenly I feel shy.
“It’s okay,” he says as if he can see it in me. “It’s okay to want me.” He leans in again, licking a line up the side of my neck, causing me to shiver. “You do want me, don’t you?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper, closing my eyes.
His hand is suddenly on my thigh, and he begins caressing it, drawing circles that gradually get closer and closer to the middle of my legs.
“That’s what I thought,” he whispers back, nibbling on my earlobe. “I want you, too. So bad. I should just take you right here, where anyone could walk by and see me fucking you.”
“Why don’t you?” I breathe.
He pulls back from my ear, and his hand stops on my thigh, just inches away from my pussy. He looks angry again.
“Because you’remine,” he enunciates, tugging at the collar harder than before. I cry out before I can stop myself. “You’re mine, and no one should ever see you like that but me. No one should ever see the look on your face when I make you come but me. Do you understand?” he growls.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“A little louder.”
“Yes!”
“Good girl,” he praises, and my heart soars. “You’re such a good girl, Brielle.”
The sound of my name on his tongue is magnificent, and I want him to say it while inside of me. I want him to use that tongue for other things. I just want him so bad right now, I can hardly bear it.
He clicks his tongue at me.
“Such an eager little thing, you are. You’re perfect for me.”
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?” He smirks.
“Please,” I repeat myself.
“You’re going to have to give me more than that.”
“I just… I need you.”
His hand resumes its circles on my thigh until it’s between my legs.
