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It’s the most luxurious thing I’ve ever touched.
The only time I wore anything remotely this beautiful was on my wedding day, and even that felt more like a funeral. I sigh and shake my head. Maybe just trying it on won’t hurt. Of course, I won’t go to dinner with him. I’ll just try it on.
I begin to undress, pulling my shirt over my head and slipping out of my jeans. I’m only in my bra and panties when his voice calls again from behind the door. “Jennie.”
I ignore him.
Seconds later, the door bursts open.
I whirl around with a gasp, using my hands to cover myself.
“Adrian!” I scream. “Get out!”
He leans casually against the doorframe, completely unfazed. His eyes rake over me once—slow and unashamed—before locking with mine. There’s heat in his gaze, but it’s controlled, deliberate.
“Relax,” he says, voice smooth as silk. “It’s not like I haven’t seen what’s underneath.”
“Get out.”
“You have a beautiful body,” he says quietly. “You shouldn’t hide it.”
I don’t respond. My throat is tight. I don’t know what to say—don’t know if I’m angry or scared or something else entirely.
He tilts his head slightly. “Take off everything and put the dress on, Jennie. I’m waiting.”
I hesitate. Then, slowly, deliberately, I reach behind me to unhook my bra. The piece of clothing falls off, and Adrian’s gaze sinks to my chest, hungrily tracing my full breasts like a man starving. His obvious hunger empowers me even more, and I hook a finger into the band of my panties and drag them down, stepping out and flinging them off to one side.
The washroom is quiet as we stare at each other, the hunger I feel mirroring his own. He clenches his hands into fists, and I wait for him to take, since that’s what he’s so good at doing. My clit throbs hard, and I see my nipples hardening into aroused peaks.
A tense moment later, Adrian smirks. “I won’t come to you,” he says darkly, dousing my fantasies. “It’s your turn to come to me. I told you that you would come begging before I give you the pleasure you desperately want.”
Disappointment courses through me, along with a hunger so great, I’m going completely out of my mind. If I don’t releasethe tension coiled inside of me, I’ll go mad. He has to touch me, but I don’t want to beg. He’s already arrogant enough.
Slowly, I drift to the bathtub and sit on the ledge, maintaining eye contact with him as I slowly spread my legs open. His gaze drops to the heat between my thighs, and I run the tip of my tongue across my lower lip.
“Well….” My voice is hoarse and unrecognizable. “If you fail to perform your duties as a husband, I’ll do it myself. I don’t need you.”
A muscle flexes in his jaw as I touch a hand to my breasts, twisting my nipples between two fingers and sucking my lower lip into my mouth. He stays rooted in place, staring at me with all his attention.
My hand slowly drifts down my body, my touch feather-light and soft. It feels good, but not half as good as Adrian’s touch. Still, I won’t tell him that.
I finally reach the apex of my thighs and spread my legs even further. I touch my clit with a finger, and an undercurrent of electricity jolts through me, causing my mouth to fall open. I draw slow circles around my clit, biting back another moan of pleasure.
Adrian’s eyes darken, and I almost beg him, but instead, I concentrate on myself. I add another finger, increasing the pace. This time, I can’t stop the whimper that breaks out of me.
That seems to break Adrian.
He pushes off the wall and storms over to me, going on his knees like a man starved. He raises my legs and drapes them on his shoulders, and before I can react, he covers my pussy with his mouth.
I scream.
Yes! This is what I want.
He’s licking and sucking—holy shit, it feels so good. I can already feel an orgasm coming on. I grab his hair and grind mypussy against his face, desperate for more. He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue and grabs my hips to keep me in place.
“Adrian,” I moan.
He releases an animalistic growl from deep within his bowels and nips my clit with his teeth. The blend of a little pain and blinding pleasure pushes me over the edge, and I give in to the biggest orgasm I’ve ever experienced.
