“I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about you being jealous, but after seeing it in person, I fucking love it.”
“I’m not jealous.”
“Ask me.”
“Ask you what?”
“Who she is.”
“It’s not my business.”
“Yes, it is. Ask me,” he demands this time.
“Who is she?”
“She’s an associate of my dad’s. He’s away on business, and I had to cover his meeting. Now you’ll be joining us,” he orders as he grabs my hand and tugs me with him.
“I can’t go in there like this,” I tell him as I try to pull my hand away. He only tightens his around mine.
“Like what? With my cum dripping down your thighs? Yeah, you’re going to sit through this meeting with me just like that, and when we’re done, I’m going to lick every part of you clean.” My cheeks heat at his words, and he knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, you’re not. You wanted to be a brat to get my attention, and it worked.”
“I wasn’t being a brat,” I deny, trying yet again to pull away from him.
“You weren’t being a good girl. You could have simply walked over and said hello, Caydence.”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because I’m your boyfriend, that’s why.”
“What?” He stops walking and turns to face me now, his hand coming up to grip my face.
“I’m your boyfriend. Anytime you want to come to me, you do it. I don’t care who is around or who is watching. I’m yours, Caydence.” With that, he grabs my hand and leads me back inside.
He introduces me to his dad’s associate and forces me to sit incredibly close to him. He keeps his hand on my knee as he eats his dinner and speaks about work-related things. I sit here sipping my wine and feeling like a complete fool.
I’m not used to having good things in my life. I’m used to being used and abused. That’s about how my whole life has gone. And I thought Devon was going to be the same, but he isn’t, and I’m quickly realizing that I was wrong about him.
Once the conversation is over and the woman leaves, Devon drags me closer to him.
“I think it’s about time I cleaned up the mess I left on you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I know your thighs are sticky, and when I said I was going to lick you clean, I meant it.” A shiver runs through me, and I visibly shake. Devon grins and leans in, pressing his lips to mine.
“We should go before I lay you on this table and do it right here, right now.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Are you trying my patience, baby?”
“You’d go to jail,” I remind him. He chuckles.
“I have enough money and pull that I’d be out in an hour,” he says as he slowly drags my dress up my legs. He nudges my legsapart with his fingers, and I slowly slide them apart. He dips a finger inside me and groans before pulling it free and bringing it to his lips. I watch him lick and then suck his finger as my lips part.
“Now, should I eat your pussy on this table and take our chances, or are you ready to go?”
