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I reach into my pocket and pull out a small, discreet vibrator—sleek, soft pink, designed to sit perfectly against her clit. “This,” I murmur, “clips onto your panties.”

Her breath catches.

I watch the way her pupils dilate, the way her thighs press together.

“You up for some fun, princess?” I ask, my voice low.

She exhales shakily, nodding.

I smirk. “Go to the bathroom and put it on.”

She swallows, glancing between us, then quietly stands, slipping away toward the restroom.

Caleb watches her go, then huffs a quiet laugh. “You’re a genius.”

I just smirk. “She’ll be begging for both our dicks by the end of the night.”

When she returns, she’s a little flushed, her breathing just a touch uneven as she settles back into her seat.

I drag my fingers over my phone screen, pressing the app that controls the toy.

The second the vibration starts, she stiffens, her fingers gripping the edge of the table.

Caleb chuckles under his breath, sipping his drink.

“You good, baby?” I murmur.

She swallows hard. “Yes.”

We order the five-course meal, and as soon as the waiter steps away, Caleb taps his phone.

Sienna’s breath hitches.

Her lashes flutter, her thighs clenching beneath the table.

This is pure fucking gold. I am a genius.

Caleb leans in slightly, smirking. “Something wrong, bunny?”

She glares at him, but there’s no real heat behind it. Just want.

I watch her, fascinated.

She’s already squirming, her body betraying her, heat flushing across her skin.

But she can’t break.

Not yet.

I press the button, increasing the intensity just to see if she’ll start screaming right here, right now.

She inhales sharply, her nails digging into her palm.

Caleb and I exchange a glance. We know exactly what we’re doing.

Through the appetizer, the first course, the second—we edge her, pushing her higher and higher, never giving her enough to tip her over.

By the time the third course arrives, she’s trembling.