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Olivia
One Week Later
I bite my lower lip.
“You… you gave Riley to him… I still… can’t believe it…” I try to engage him in a conversation, seeing if he will take the bait and help distract me.
I can’t think of anything else other than the vibrator inside of me. The one that he is controlling with a remote installed on his mobile phone. He is holding his phone with one hand, while his other hand controls the steering wheel as he drives us to what is our first official date since high school.
Aside from needing a distraction, I really want to know about his new deal with Cesare. I care about Riley, and being forced into a marriage at such a young age will do a number on her.
“You won’t answer me?” I throw my head to the side and stare at him, my breath hitching.
“Riley is strong, she will do fine. If anything, Pietro will beg me to come take her away from him,” he chuckles, “Focus on tonight, babe,” he winks at me, “Let me help narrow your focus,” he taps something on his phone and then taps again.
I don’t need to ask what he is doing. I feel it as the force of the vibrator cranks up. I clap my thighs together.
“Stop doing that,” I whine in my seat, but instead of listening to me, he cranks it up another notch, then tosses his phone on the dashboard of the car.
I flip my eyes to the phone, tempted to reach for it and end my delicious misery.
“Don’t even think about it,” Ronan tuts and then brings his free hand to rest on the slit opening of my black dress. “Unless you don’t want your reward tonight,” he drags his hand up, my skin turning warm under his touch, and my sex pulsating, while the vibrator tingles my inside.
He caught me with that one. I want to make it stop, but I don’t. This game is exciting and exhilarating.
I think of a different approach to make him feel a teeny tiny taste of what I’m currently enduring. I drop my hand on his lap and find his cock.
“Hey,” he groans, and his hand around the steering wheel grips hard, “I’m driving.”
“How far is too far, mi amor?” I massage some more, ready to give him a run for his money.
“Too bad we can’t find out,” he swerves into the parking lot of a lush restaurant. “We are here.”
Bollocks.
* * *
“I can’t focus,” I whisper, lowering my head to our table. “Please, turn it off now.”
Ronan nods, “Fine,” he picks up his phone and turns the vibrator off, surprising me. And yet, I’m suspicious. Ronan could go at it all day if he wanted to.
And I realize I want him to as well. I miss the tingling already.
“What do you think?” he picks up a napkin from the table and sets it on his black dress shirt.
“That color looks good on you,” I tease him.
“Don’t be silly, I’m asking about the restaurant,” he chuckles and waves his hand around.
“Let’s see,” I sit straight, taking it all in. I was too distracted before by the vibrator to notice anything else.
It’s fancy, beautiful.
“It’s lovely,” I smile at him. “Thank you,” I pick up my napkin and don’t miss the smile on his face.
He taps on his phone, and the vibrator starts again.
“Asshole,” I grit and groan.
