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Authors: Lacey Alexander
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pleasure panties, it wouldn’t take much to reach orgasm—a nice, sexy lap dance from a pretty, naked girl should do the trick.
A moment later, the blonde returned with a smile. As she bent toward Tristan, Adrianna heard her say her name was Kelsey. They talked for a moment before Tristan passed the girl some money, which she tucked into her shoe, and then she lifted one knee over Tristan and eased into his lap.
Shit ! The lap dance was for him ?
How dare he get her all worked up and just leave her hanging?
But this was even worse than that—because now she was watching this gorgeous girl writhe around on her man, which at once aroused her even more and at the same time made her…a little jealous.
Is that what she felt? Jealousy? No, couldn’t be. She’d dumped him, after all—a lifetime ago. And since coming back into her life, he’d done little to endear himself to her.
Maybe she was just jealous of him ? For getting to feel all those soft, lush curves as the blonde gyrated against his crotch. She bit her lip, watching, wanting. Her cunt pulsed against the leather surrounding it as if it were trying to break free. God, the girl was beautiful, and Adrianna longed to be touched by her. At the moment, she wanted to join them somehow, make a lovely, naughty threesome of it—she knew only the animal urge to rub and kiss and touch and fuck, and it was all she could do to sit quietly in her chair, her body aching for attention.
Beneath the girl, Tristan appeared lost in lust, but did occasionally spare a glance for Adrianna. She wished like hell she could look disinterested but knew that was impossible. And she lacked the resolve to make herself look away. She was sorely tempted to finally just pleasure herself —she was not too shy to reach under her dress and stroke herself to climax here. In fact, right now, it would have excited her even more, the same way flashing the guys in the restaurant had.
Only—she knew better. If she did something like that without Tristan’s permission, he would be angry. And he could easily declare the game over, her the loser.
So she clenched her legs tight, trying hopelessly not to feel anything. She curled her fists taut around the chair’s armrests, digging her fingertips into the fabric. She willed her breasts to stop heaving, her pussy to stop throbbing.
And when the song ended, when she heard lovely, hot Kelsey say to Tristan, “Would you like me to give your girlfriend a special dance? I promise you’ll like it,” it felt like a magical gift to Adrianna, like someone offering to heal her somehow.
And when Tristan glanced over at her, she couldn’t hide her need, and even felt herself silently mouthing the words, Please. I’ll be good . Her stomach nearly imploded when she realized what she’d said, promised, willingly , but she couldn’t toil over it—she simply waited for his answer, desperate for pleasure.
Tristan looked back at Kelsey, who was rising smoothly off his lap. “Thank you, honey, but no.”
“No?” Adrianna snapped. “ No ?”
His handsome face went cold, hard. “Who’s the master here, Adrianna?”
Something in his harsh tone made her whole body jolt. “Y-You are.”
He calmed slightly. “Good girl.” But his voice remained just as threatening. “Now don’t ask for anything again—understand? Consider this your final warning. One more step out of line and Adrianna, Inc. is mine. It’s all up to you now. If you want to keep your company, submit to me. All the way. Be what you promised you’d be tonight. Be my naughty, submissive slave girl, Adrianna.”
Chapter Five
You have no choice.
No matter how she looked at it, those were the words that kept passing through her head.
You have no choice but to be what he wants. Starting now.
She felt beaten. Exasperated. But as Tristan escorted her back out to the limo, his hand once again cupping her ass oh-so provocatively, she accepted it. She had to quit listening to her
A moment later, the blonde returned with a smile. As she bent toward Tristan, Adrianna heard her say her name was Kelsey. They talked for a moment before Tristan passed the girl some money, which she tucked into her shoe, and then she lifted one knee over Tristan and eased into his lap.
Shit ! The lap dance was for him ?
How dare he get her all worked up and just leave her hanging?
But this was even worse than that—because now she was watching this gorgeous girl writhe around on her man, which at once aroused her even more and at the same time made her…a little jealous.
Is that what she felt? Jealousy? No, couldn’t be. She’d dumped him, after all—a lifetime ago. And since coming back into her life, he’d done little to endear himself to her.
Maybe she was just jealous of him ? For getting to feel all those soft, lush curves as the blonde gyrated against his crotch. She bit her lip, watching, wanting. Her cunt pulsed against the leather surrounding it as if it were trying to break free. God, the girl was beautiful, and Adrianna longed to be touched by her. At the moment, she wanted to join them somehow, make a lovely, naughty threesome of it—she knew only the animal urge to rub and kiss and touch and fuck, and it was all she could do to sit quietly in her chair, her body aching for attention.
Beneath the girl, Tristan appeared lost in lust, but did occasionally spare a glance for Adrianna. She wished like hell she could look disinterested but knew that was impossible. And she lacked the resolve to make herself look away. She was sorely tempted to finally just pleasure herself —she was not too shy to reach under her dress and stroke herself to climax here. In fact, right now, it would have excited her even more, the same way flashing the guys in the restaurant had.
Only—she knew better. If she did something like that without Tristan’s permission, he would be angry. And he could easily declare the game over, her the loser.
So she clenched her legs tight, trying hopelessly not to feel anything. She curled her fists taut around the chair’s armrests, digging her fingertips into the fabric. She willed her breasts to stop heaving, her pussy to stop throbbing.
And when the song ended, when she heard lovely, hot Kelsey say to Tristan, “Would you like me to give your girlfriend a special dance? I promise you’ll like it,” it felt like a magical gift to Adrianna, like someone offering to heal her somehow.
And when Tristan glanced over at her, she couldn’t hide her need, and even felt herself silently mouthing the words, Please. I’ll be good . Her stomach nearly imploded when she realized what she’d said, promised, willingly , but she couldn’t toil over it—she simply waited for his answer, desperate for pleasure.
Tristan looked back at Kelsey, who was rising smoothly off his lap. “Thank you, honey, but no.”
“No?” Adrianna snapped. “ No ?”
His handsome face went cold, hard. “Who’s the master here, Adrianna?”
Something in his harsh tone made her whole body jolt. “Y-You are.”
He calmed slightly. “Good girl.” But his voice remained just as threatening. “Now don’t ask for anything again—understand? Consider this your final warning. One more step out of line and Adrianna, Inc. is mine. It’s all up to you now. If you want to keep your company, submit to me. All the way. Be what you promised you’d be tonight. Be my naughty, submissive slave girl, Adrianna.”
Chapter Five
You have no choice.
No matter how she looked at it, those were the words that kept passing through her head.
You have no choice but to be what he wants. Starting now.
She felt beaten. Exasperated. But as Tristan escorted her back out to the limo, his hand once again cupping her ass oh-so provocatively, she accepted it. She had to quit listening to her
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