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She fell silent.

He waited.

She said in a small voice, “You were terrifying a while back.”

“Naturally.” The Dutch billionaire’s voice was easy. “I wanted the lesson to stick, and I was...” He paused. “I wasquiteangry.”

“A total understatement,” she mumbled under her breath.

“Like I always tell you, one does not have to be rude when furious.” He surprised her by stopping and pulling her close to him, he tipped her chin up, asking, “Did I frighten you then?”

“Just a bit,” she confessed. “You’re always civilized—-” She suddenly blushed.

He was enthralled. “What is it?”

“I was thinking you’re almost always civilized, except when we’re in bed,” she admitted shyly.

He had to kiss her hard for that, and by the time they joined the rest in the ballroom, Serenity’s cheeks were red and her lips were bruised. He pulled out a chair for her, and when she was seated, he claimed his place next to her. To keep the atmosphere intimate, tables for three had been set up for the party, and joining them was Jaak, Willem’s rakish younger brother.

His eyes gleaming wickedly, Jaak leaned towards Willem and murmured, “I’m impressed, brother.”

Willem raised a brow. “Because?”

“I never thought you’d loosen up so much as to delay dinner for one hundred guests just for a kiss.”

Serenity, having heard Jaak’s words, blushed harder, but her Dutch billionaire only smiled. “You, my brother, haven’t seen anything yet.”

Her eyes flew to him in bemusement just before all the lights in the dining room switched off and the program for tonight’s dark dining began with the first course. As the appetizers were served, she was about to pick up her fork when she felt Willem’s fingers cup her chin. She was about to ask why when his mouth swooped down on hers, so accurately it was as if he had memorized everything about her.

“How do you find the appetizer so far, Serenity?” Jaak asked.

“Hot,” she choked out as the billionaire nibbled down on her neck. When he released her, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was over. Waiters came to take away their plates and replaced it with the next course. As soon as they left, Willem pulled her towards him, and as his arm went around her body, she froze when his hand rested on her breast.

“Wil—-” But she didn’t finish saying his name, was instead busy trying to keep her from moaning as he started kneading her breast and tweaking her nipple one at a time. “Relax,” he whispered into her ear. “No one will notice.”

And so it proceeded, the billionaire releasing her as the waiters came and went, only to come back to torture her with his mouth and hands. By the time the main course was served, she was a feverish bundle of need. When Willem pretended to drop his fork and bent down, she didn’t even think of protesting. Her legs simply fell wide open, and as Willem buried his head between her legs, her head fell back, lips parting, eyes dilating—-

“How’s your steak, Willem?” Jaak asked.

She felt the billionaire raise his head. “Juicy and soft.” He then went back to eating her pussy.

When the desserts were served, the billionaire pulled Serenity from her seat and, plopping her down on his lap, she gasped as she suddenly found herself impaled on his cock.

“Is everything alright?” Jaak asked.

“Everything. Is. Great.” She gasped more than spoke, the words also coming out in rhythm with the way Willem had her bouncing on his cock. It felt so, so good that she lost all sense of propriety and forgot her inhibitions. This was not proper, this was not professional, but she didn’t care.

All she wanted was to have her Dutch billionaire fucking her, again and again.

When the lights came back on, she and Willem were also in their respective chairs, with the right amount of distance between them.

“You’ve got sherbet on your lips, brother.” And as Jaak’s eyes laughed at them, she realized that he knew what had happened. Her eyes flew to Willem, and she almost wailed when she realized that what Jaak called sherbet was actually a drop of her own cum.

But her billionaire took it in stride. “Do I?” He licked it away, and Serenity was torn between desire and embarrassment. That was so, so, so sexy!

His hooded blue eyes met hers. “In fact, it’s so sweet, I might just have another helping.” And without warning, he came to his feet and swept her up in his arms.

“Willem!” She looked around them, about to apologize, but then froze. Everyone around them was red-faced. On the other hand, the queen, seated a few tables away from them, could not quite look their way.