“You didn’t buy me more jewelry.” My tone is warning.
I can’t handle more. This is overwhelming.
“No. It’s more of a request,” he says, tracing my jawline with his finger.
Something wicked flashes in his eyes.
I narrow my gaze. “What kind of request?”
He leans into me.
This close, his expensive cologne tickles my nostrils. God, I can’t get enough of hisEau de Alphascent.
“Hand over your panties.” He whispers his command against my lips.
I lose my ability to speak.
Wh––what?
I stare at him, my lashes fluttering like crazy.
“You heard me,” he says when I remain silent.
“You–– Huh? My panties?”
“Yes, I want you to remove your panties and hand them to me.” And if he doesn’t extend his hand, waiting.
“Phoenix, I can’t walk around commando.”
“No one will know.”
“But I’ll know and you’ll know.”
“That’s the whole point. This is between the two of us.” His grin is dangerous.
I’m still staring at him.
The air between us crackles with a palpable charge as I consider his demand.
“I promise to behave,” he says, sweetening the pot. “Knowing you did that just for me is a huge turn on and it’ll get me so worked up that by the time we get back here, I’ll fuck you like an animal and make you come so hard you’ll forget your name.”
Well, when he puts it like that.
I lift the bottom of my dress, but he stops me.
“Let me.” Phoenix kneels in front of me, his molten eyes searing into mine.
He lifts the hem of my dress, latches his fingers around the elastic, and drags my panties down my body.
“Ah,” I say. The cool sensation of my slickness running down my thighs is unexpected.
He leans forward and drops a soft kiss on my bare pussy.
I gasp.
He does it again.
And again.
