against the glass loud in the otherwise quiet stillness.
“I wouldn’t necessarily consider us friends. You don’t even like me, remember?”
She at least had the decency to blush, the delicate pink staining her cheeks. “I don’t hate you. I don’t
know what else to call us.”
“Ha. See?” He leaned across the table, wishing they sat next to each other so he could touch her. Feel
her warm body pressed against his. “How about you call us lovers?”
Her gaze cut to his, dark eyes wide, lips parted. “There’s certainly no love between us. And only one
orgasm. I wouldn’t constitute that as lovers.”
It was his turn to laugh. “You cut right to the quick, don’t you?”
“I’m just stating it like it is.” She shrugged, seemingly unapologetic, but the flush was still on her
face, darker now.
Much like the flush that suffused her body when she came. He wanted to see that again. Tonight.
“Well my plan after this is to go back to my place and get you naked.” He paused, let his words sink
in. “Do you have a problem with that?”
It was her turn to cock a brow. “Who says I’m interested?”
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“Oh, you’re definitely interested.” He bet if he slid his hand between her legs he would find her
soaked for him. “You just like to play it coy.”
Her eyes darkened, if that was possible and the little crease between her brows told him she was
pissed. “God, you’re arrogant.”
“No, I know what I want. And I know what you want. What’s the point in trying to fight it?” Trevor
reached across the table and grasped her hand in his, squeezing lightly. “Go into the bathroom and take off
your panties.”
Her breath caught, he heard it and it made him smile. “Then I want you to touch yourself, gather up
all that cream from your pretty little pussy and come back out. Let me have a taste,” he continued, dropping
her hand so it fell softly to the table.
She didn’t move, could only stare, her heaving chest the only sign that she was aroused. He didn’t
move either, challenging her to deny his request.
“You think you can just command me to do whatever you want?” Her voice was rough, shaky, and he
swore he saw her body tremble.
“I know I can.” He was a demanding asshole sexually. He knew it, he’d always known it and as he got
older, it only got worse. Some women didn’t like it. Every man he’d been with got off on it with the
exception of Austin who was just as demanding. That had been half their battle, two strong and determined
males trying to top one another, both literally and figuratively.
Trevor had a strong suspicion that Scarlett loved every blessed bit of his demanding attitude. She just
didn’t want to admit it.
“I don’t like taking orders.” She pressed her lips together. “I never have.”
“Even when you know the reward will be worth it?”
“Will it?” Her voice dropped to a mere whisper, and he reached out, drew his fingers across the back
of her hand. Her skin was soft, and he ached to touch her everywhere.
“I can guarantee it.” He flicked his head toward the back of the restaurant. “Go to the restroom. Now.”
She withdrew her hand from his touch and stood, her gaze sliding away from his. Straightening her
shoulders, he watched as she walked away, her hips swaying deliciously with every step, her shapely ass
shifting beneath the soft fabric of her dress.
Trevor breathed deep and leaned back in his chair, pasting a smile on his face when their waiter
approached and cleaned the plates from the table. His cock was so hard it fucking hurt. He waited in
breathless anticipation as she took her time, locked away in that bathroom for what felt like hours instead of
minutes.
He was overreacting. He knew this. She was probably staying away on purpose just to drive him
crazy. He had to admit he liked her defiance, the way she questioned him yet did what he asked anyway.
She pushed
“I wouldn’t necessarily consider us friends. You don’t even like me, remember?”
She at least had the decency to blush, the delicate pink staining her cheeks. “I don’t hate you. I don’t
know what else to call us.”
“Ha. See?” He leaned across the table, wishing they sat next to each other so he could touch her. Feel
her warm body pressed against his. “How about you call us lovers?”
Her gaze cut to his, dark eyes wide, lips parted. “There’s certainly no love between us. And only one
orgasm. I wouldn’t constitute that as lovers.”
It was his turn to laugh. “You cut right to the quick, don’t you?”
“I’m just stating it like it is.” She shrugged, seemingly unapologetic, but the flush was still on her
face, darker now.
Much like the flush that suffused her body when she came. He wanted to see that again. Tonight.
“Well my plan after this is to go back to my place and get you naked.” He paused, let his words sink
in. “Do you have a problem with that?”
It was her turn to cock a brow. “Who says I’m interested?”
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“Oh, you’re definitely interested.” He bet if he slid his hand between her legs he would find her
soaked for him. “You just like to play it coy.”
Her eyes darkened, if that was possible and the little crease between her brows told him she was
pissed. “God, you’re arrogant.”
“No, I know what I want. And I know what you want. What’s the point in trying to fight it?” Trevor
reached across the table and grasped her hand in his, squeezing lightly. “Go into the bathroom and take off
your panties.”
Her breath caught, he heard it and it made him smile. “Then I want you to touch yourself, gather up
all that cream from your pretty little pussy and come back out. Let me have a taste,” he continued, dropping
her hand so it fell softly to the table.
She didn’t move, could only stare, her heaving chest the only sign that she was aroused. He didn’t
move either, challenging her to deny his request.
“You think you can just command me to do whatever you want?” Her voice was rough, shaky, and he
swore he saw her body tremble.
“I know I can.” He was a demanding asshole sexually. He knew it, he’d always known it and as he got
older, it only got worse. Some women didn’t like it. Every man he’d been with got off on it with the
exception of Austin who was just as demanding. That had been half their battle, two strong and determined
males trying to top one another, both literally and figuratively.
Trevor had a strong suspicion that Scarlett loved every blessed bit of his demanding attitude. She just
didn’t want to admit it.
“I don’t like taking orders.” She pressed her lips together. “I never have.”
“Even when you know the reward will be worth it?”
“Will it?” Her voice dropped to a mere whisper, and he reached out, drew his fingers across the back
of her hand. Her skin was soft, and he ached to touch her everywhere.
“I can guarantee it.” He flicked his head toward the back of the restaurant. “Go to the restroom. Now.”
She withdrew her hand from his touch and stood, her gaze sliding away from his. Straightening her
shoulders, he watched as she walked away, her hips swaying deliciously with every step, her shapely ass
shifting beneath the soft fabric of her dress.
Trevor breathed deep and leaned back in his chair, pasting a smile on his face when their waiter
approached and cleaned the plates from the table. His cock was so hard it fucking hurt. He waited in
breathless anticipation as she took her time, locked away in that bathroom for what felt like hours instead of
minutes.
He was overreacting. He knew this. She was probably staying away on purpose just to drive him
crazy. He had to admit he liked her defiance, the way she questioned him yet did what he asked anyway.
She pushed
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