Page 12 of Carnival Obsession

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LARS

Alice’s arms are wrapped tightly around me, remaining above my dick for now as I cruise down the road on my bike. She’s a fucking minx touching me like that while I’m trying to ride.

The thrill of her body pressed against mine sends a jolt through me.

Willow Creek was too small-town for our date, so I’m taking her to Westbrook, a larger town about a half hour away.

Ty wasn’t happy when I told him I was taking the night off, but he knew not to push me. I park the bike outside a swanky steakhouse called The Ruby Grill. Alice’s eyes widen as she takes in the elegant decor through the windows. “This place looks fancy.”

I lean in closer. “Only the best for you, princess.” She shivers at the pet name, and I smirk, pleased by her reaction.

Inside, the dimly lit atmosphere oozes sophistication. The hostess shows us to a cozy booth tucked in the back. As we slide into the plush seats, my leg presses against Alice’s under the table. She tenses slightly but doesn’t move away.

“So, how’s the fancy restaurant so far, princess?” I lean back.

She narrows her eyes. “Don’t get too cocky. It’ll take more than some overpriced steak to impress me.”

Chuckling, I reach across and tuck a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. “I’m just getting started.”

The waiter arrives with our drinks—a scotch for me and a fruity cocktail for Alice. Alice lets her fingers trail along my forearm. “You clean up pretty nice for a carnie.”

I raise an eyebrow at her brazen touch. “Careful, princess. I can get a lot dirtier than you might expect.” My voice drops an octave, a hint of roughness slipping out.

Alice’s cheeks flush, but she doesn’t back down. “Is that a promise?” Her plump lips curl into a sexy smirk.

Desire flares hot in my gut. This woman’s boldness is incredibly arousing. I lean across the table, our faces inches apart. “You’ve got no idea what you’re in for.”

Alice doesn’t flinch away from my sudden proximity. If anything, her eyes darken with want. “Maybe you’re the one who’s underestimating me.”

Our waiter returns with an awkward cough, menus in hand. Slowly, I pull back, giving him a warning look before returning my attention to Alice.

The flirting continues as we peruse the menu. Alice’s foot grazes my calf under the table, sending sparks through me. Two can play at this game. I order for both of us—a massive porterhouse for two.

“You seem pretty confident ordering for me,” Alice remarks, sipping her cocktail. “What if I’m a vegetarian?”

I chuckle darkly. “Oh, I feel you can handle some meat, princess.”

She nearly chokes on her drink at the innuendo. Recovering, she leans forward, offering me a tantalizing view down her dress. “Mmmm, I do have quite the appetite.”

My pants tighten at her tone. This woman is playing with fire. Reaching across the table, I stroke a finger along her collarbone and down into her cleavage. Her breath hitches.

“Princess, you’ve got no idea how thoroughly I plan to satisfy your cravings tonight,” I growl. “Every. Last. One.”

Alice shivers, her eyes darkening with desire, but then a smirk plays at her lips. “I don’t know, I can be pretty insatiable. You sure you’re up for the challenge, carnie boy?” She pointedly glances down at my lap.

Fuck.

Her audacity makes me want to drag her into the bathroom and show her exactly what I can do. But I’m not letting her take the upper hand that easily. I notice she’s already finished her cocktail, so I signal the waiter and order a bottle of their most expensive wine. When it arrives, I pour Alice a generous glass, my eyes boring into hers. “Drink.”

She raises an eyebrow but complies, taking a long sip. A drip escapes down her chin. Slowly, I reach out and swipe it with my thumb before bringing it to my mouth and sucking it clean.

“Delicious,” I rumble, my voice pure sin. “But not nearly as sweet as you taste, princess.”

Alice squirms, cheeks flushed and chest heaving. I’ve got her right where I want her. Leaning back, I take a sip of scotch, letting the smokey liquid slide down my throat.

Sliding out of the booth, I move to the other side and slip in next to her. I place my hands on her thighs under the table and slowly part her legs, giving me access to her core.

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