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The trip to the restaurant was a pleasant drive with the sun setting over the horizon. The brilliant tangerine orb sank lower in the sky until it hugged the horizon, painting the sky in magnificent hues of fiery red and crimson. The sky had changed from a cornflower blue to a subtle purple by the time Jared cut the engine and got out.
She watched him walk around the front of the SUV to open her door. She was relieved that he plucked her out of the Hummer.
He tilted her chin for a brief kiss. “Smile, little one.”
“While wearing these panties? No, Sir. You’ll have to be satisfied with my grim face— ahhh, damn,” she gasped as the panties started to vibrate.
“Stop! You can’t possibly expect me to... please Sir, stop,” she pleaded. It had been so long since she’d been dominated and deliberately aroused that she was on the brink of a climax. It wouldn’t take much more to push her over.
Jared fisted a tuft of hair, forcing her onto her toes. She grasped his shoulders and stared into his eyes.
“Keep it up, sub. But know this, your sassiness begs for punishment. It’s up to you how long and often I switch it on.”
“I understand, just please switch it off!”
“There’s one rule you should know is at the top of every Dom’s list. Care to tell me what that is, sub?”
“I’m not allowed to come. Stop, I beg you!” Paxton pressed her thighs together, desperate to stave off the orgasm that had her on the edge. She clawed at his shoulders as she buried her face against his throat. Her guttural moans were a melody of desperation that ended in a, “Oh, thank god,” as he flicked off the switch on the remote. She calmed down under the circles he drew on her back.
“Ready?”
Paxton took a deep breath, forcing her wobbly legs to react to the order from her brain. He wrapped his arm around her waist to guide her inside.
“Welcome back, Commander,” Guy Martin, the owner of the restaurant greeted them at the door.
“A visit here wouldn’t be complete without a meal,” Jared said.
“Your table is ready. Please, follow me.” He showed them to a secluded spot with a view of the ocean.
Thank the Lord for small favors!At least she’d be spared the embarrassment of the other diners witnessing her distress. She glanced around as she sipped on a glass of wine. The ambience managed to calm her frazzled senses. She always believed Rex had tapped into the core of her submission but it didn’t compare to the effect Jared’s domination had on her.
Jared watched her over the rim of his glass. “Relax, Paxton. Enjoy the dinner.”
“Easy for you to say. I’d like to see how relaxed you would be wearing a vibrating cock ring during dinner.”
Jared chuckled. His thumb drew lazy circles across her palm.
“Tell me more about yourself. Where did you grow up?”
Paxton was surprised at the sudden change in subject. She had expected to spend the entire night balancing on a tightrope with her boundaries being tested. Instead, he once again scored a touchdown by swapping tactics
“Why? I’m sure you ran a complete background check on me already.”
“Indulge me, anyway.”
Paxton couldn’t resist taking a bite of the warm bread roll. “I grew up in Phoenix. We farmed heirloom tomatoes, lemon cucumbers, pumpkins, and green chiles. My mother passed away five years ago.” Her sad smile tugged at Jared’s heartstrings. “My father took her death very hard. He buried himself in grueling work ever since. He’s still farming. I know he’s very lonely. With the devastation of COVID, he’s taking a huge knock as he mainly supplies restaurants.”
“Your appetizers,” Guy appeared with steaming plates of mussels in lemon garlic-butter sauce with crispy bread. “Enjoy.”
“It smells divine.” Paxton leaned over to inhale the aroma of the dish. They ate in companionable silence. “That was so flavorsome,” she said as she pushed the plate back. Her eyes caught his devilish look. She jerked as the vibrations against her clit shuddered through her.
“Remember the rule, little one.”
If looks could kill, the one she shot at him just turned Jared into ash in his chair.
“You’ve been doing well but let’s not become too complacent.”
Paxton gritted her teeth as Jared cranked up the vibration.
She watched him walk around the front of the SUV to open her door. She was relieved that he plucked her out of the Hummer.
He tilted her chin for a brief kiss. “Smile, little one.”
“While wearing these panties? No, Sir. You’ll have to be satisfied with my grim face— ahhh, damn,” she gasped as the panties started to vibrate.
“Stop! You can’t possibly expect me to... please Sir, stop,” she pleaded. It had been so long since she’d been dominated and deliberately aroused that she was on the brink of a climax. It wouldn’t take much more to push her over.
Jared fisted a tuft of hair, forcing her onto her toes. She grasped his shoulders and stared into his eyes.
“Keep it up, sub. But know this, your sassiness begs for punishment. It’s up to you how long and often I switch it on.”
“I understand, just please switch it off!”
“There’s one rule you should know is at the top of every Dom’s list. Care to tell me what that is, sub?”
“I’m not allowed to come. Stop, I beg you!” Paxton pressed her thighs together, desperate to stave off the orgasm that had her on the edge. She clawed at his shoulders as she buried her face against his throat. Her guttural moans were a melody of desperation that ended in a, “Oh, thank god,” as he flicked off the switch on the remote. She calmed down under the circles he drew on her back.
“Ready?”
Paxton took a deep breath, forcing her wobbly legs to react to the order from her brain. He wrapped his arm around her waist to guide her inside.
“Welcome back, Commander,” Guy Martin, the owner of the restaurant greeted them at the door.
“A visit here wouldn’t be complete without a meal,” Jared said.
“Your table is ready. Please, follow me.” He showed them to a secluded spot with a view of the ocean.
Thank the Lord for small favors!At least she’d be spared the embarrassment of the other diners witnessing her distress. She glanced around as she sipped on a glass of wine. The ambience managed to calm her frazzled senses. She always believed Rex had tapped into the core of her submission but it didn’t compare to the effect Jared’s domination had on her.
Jared watched her over the rim of his glass. “Relax, Paxton. Enjoy the dinner.”
“Easy for you to say. I’d like to see how relaxed you would be wearing a vibrating cock ring during dinner.”
Jared chuckled. His thumb drew lazy circles across her palm.
“Tell me more about yourself. Where did you grow up?”
Paxton was surprised at the sudden change in subject. She had expected to spend the entire night balancing on a tightrope with her boundaries being tested. Instead, he once again scored a touchdown by swapping tactics
“Why? I’m sure you ran a complete background check on me already.”
“Indulge me, anyway.”
Paxton couldn’t resist taking a bite of the warm bread roll. “I grew up in Phoenix. We farmed heirloom tomatoes, lemon cucumbers, pumpkins, and green chiles. My mother passed away five years ago.” Her sad smile tugged at Jared’s heartstrings. “My father took her death very hard. He buried himself in grueling work ever since. He’s still farming. I know he’s very lonely. With the devastation of COVID, he’s taking a huge knock as he mainly supplies restaurants.”
“Your appetizers,” Guy appeared with steaming plates of mussels in lemon garlic-butter sauce with crispy bread. “Enjoy.”
“It smells divine.” Paxton leaned over to inhale the aroma of the dish. They ate in companionable silence. “That was so flavorsome,” she said as she pushed the plate back. Her eyes caught his devilish look. She jerked as the vibrations against her clit shuddered through her.
“Remember the rule, little one.”
If looks could kill, the one she shot at him just turned Jared into ash in his chair.
“You’ve been doing well but let’s not become too complacent.”
Paxton gritted her teeth as Jared cranked up the vibration.
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