Page 86 of Five Days to Be Mine

“This is an amazing place you have.”

Across from us, the woman’s face closes. Before she lets out a heavy pant and falls forward on the table, her partner catches her just before she falls.

“I’m rather fond of it,” he says, taking the seat across from me. “But you know, princess, it’s much better with you here. I’ve never had a guest here before.”

“You’re lying.”

He fists my hair so quick I gasp. “Didn’t you learn what happens when you call me a liar?”

“You spank me.”

“Yes, I do. I’m so glad I brought my favourite paddle with me. Open.”

He lifts a fork to my mouth.

I part my lips. He places the fork in my mouth.

“Chew.”

I do, even though it’s like I’m detached from my body.

“Swallow.”

I’m zoned in on his every move and follow his command. I’m sure the bite of food he gives me is delicious but I can’t taste it, my mouth is coated in need that food can’t assuage.

“I love how tight your nipples are. Open.”

I do. He feeds me another bite.

And another.

“Watching you swallow reminds me of how you look when I’ve made you come. All that tightly wound control, straining to break free, and when it does, it’s so beautiful. You are so beautiful.”

My insides are as liquid as the river between my legs. His eyes smoulder with heat as he leans forward.

The lights overhead, the reflection of the glass of the table; everything seems heightened.

The purple stripe on his shirt stands out against his black blazer.

For the first time, I notice a couple of grey hairs at his temples. He’s a handsome man who makes me feel as if I’m his prized possession.

He feeds me slowly and smiles every time I chew and swallow.

“Drink.”

I sip the rest of the drink, hyper aware of my beaded nipples, of the thin line of sweat on my brow.

This meal has been orgasmic and I’ve nearly come with every forkful.

Another server comes to our table and taps Evan on the shoulder. “Sorry, Mr. Brennon . Shane is at the bar and wants to see you.”

Evan flashes me a smile and leans across the table, dropping a kiss on my lips. “I’m going to take care of this and make sure it’s the last interruption of the night. When I come back for you, I’m all yours. What do you say, Mara?”

Desire swirls through my body. “I can’t wait, Sir Evan.”

He stands, grabs my hair, and kisses me. “Don’t move, princess.”

I’m buzzing with desire, as he winks and turns away.

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