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“Oh,” I said and put it back down. “Were you going to order for me?”
“I wouldn’t fucking dare,” he said.
I smiled. “Good man.”
We both had the salmon, sparkling water to drink and desserts to go, because we were looking forward to shenanigans in the privacy of our room, and a heavy meal would be counterproductive.
Alastair declined the offer of an alcoholic beverage, either in deference to my preferences or because of our other plans.
“So, Mr. Kenney,” I said, as we rode the elevator up to the sixth floor. “We have the Bordello again this week. What are your plans for me?”
He grinned. “Oh, I’m not going to tell you that.”
I pouted and played with the pearls around my neck. “Oh, come on. You don’t have to be so secretive.”
“Stop talking. I’m trying to focus.”
I blinked. “On what?”
“On trying not to fuck you until we get to the room.”
“That’s presumptuous of you. Just because you took me to dinner doesn’t mean you can fuck me, Mr. Kenney.”
“Oh my God,” he sighed.
“Just kidding.” I flashed him a huge smile. “Of course, I want you to fuck me.”
He rolled his eyes as the elevator pinged and the doors opened. He took my hand and started striding down the hall. It was a good thing I was wearing Docs and not heels, or I would have tripped.
By the time Alastair swiped his key card, we were panting and desperate, just like we had been the first time we’d been here. But instead of kissing me, Alastair growled, “Get on the bed.”
“Wow. I guess the romance is gone,” I said, taking off my shrug and bending to untie my boots, but not before turning so that Alastair got a good view of my ass as I did.
He laughed but it sounded like a gasp. “I just spent two hundred dollars on fucking salmon! And this room isn’t cheap, either.”
“Don’t forget the desserts,” I said, pointing to the cardboard containers Alastair had thrown onto the table. I bent to untie my Docs with frantic fingers.
He landed his hands on my hips and pressed his erection against my ass, hissing his desire. “This is the only dessert I want, pretty girl. Pretty boy. Pretty girly-boy. I don’t know what to call you.”
“Just call me Toby,” I said, kicking off my boots and turning to face him.
He held my hands still by my sides as he kissed me hard, stealing my breath and my will in one delightful swipe of his tongue.
“Fuck me.”I gasped into the kiss, enunciating the words clearly so there could be no confusion.
He let one of my wrists go and slid his fingers up my leg and under the slit of my dress to find my cock nestled in its lace cradle. Since the tights I had on left my upper thighs and bottom bare, he had easy access to the good stuff.
I groaned and held onto Alastair’s arm as he stroked his fingers over my erection. “You fucking tease.”
He grinned wickedly. “Just wait.”
“I’m tired of waiting. I want you…fuckingnow.”
He raised his eyebrows.
“You can’t be the Dom all the time.”
“Watch me.”
