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His Games, Her Rules Forty Eight
The hostess receives us by the door with a big smile on her pale face. She recognizes Dominique before he can introduce himself.“Your table is right this way, Sir.” She leads us down to the corner of the restaurant that’s a little secluded from the rest of the restaurant.The tables here are few, with one couple already occupying the table at the far end. The hostess pushes a door open and steps through. Dominique leads me through, with his hand on my lower back. His palm on my back sends tingles to my feet and my heartbeat accelerates.“Where’s she taking us?”“To our table,” Dominique replies as he looks down at me, with an unfamiliar glint in his eyes.We climb through a flight of stairs as the hostess opens a door and the evening breeze hits my face. We’re on the rooftop where there are at least five beautiful tents. Underneath the tents are two white chairs and a table with a tablecloth over the tables. There is warm lighting hanging off the tents, with candles on the table.In
His Games, Her Rules Forty Nine
“I’m sorry?” I ask, not believing he just dared me to touch myself right here, with him sitting in front of me and in public. He must be joking.“I said I want you to touch yourself, Robyn, right here and now. And don’t hold back your moans, I want to listen to how you feel when you pleasure yourself. And you have less than three minutes to cum.”This is a joke, right? I stare at his blue eyes for any proof of whether he's joking or not, but there is none. He’s actually not joking.“What if I fake an orgasm?”“I’ll know. You will show me proof.”“You can’t be serious, Dominique, I could get caught.”“Then try not to get caught. Or you could always back down.”“And let you win?”“Then this will be an easy fit for you then.” Dominique smirks at me.Nobody knows this but I get turned on by the idea of getting caught when I’m doing something erotic in a public place. As much as this is crazy, the idea of getting caught is like my personal stimulant. I could actually have sex in a public b
His Games, Her Rules Fifty
I hate flying. Always have and always will.I stare out the window at the cloud just to avoid Dominique’s burning gaze that’s fixed on me. We’re in Dominique’s private jet which is called “The Gray Bird” for some reason and we’ve been flying for ten minutes and yet it feels like it’s been ten hours.The jet is a luxurious aircraft and even the interior screams class. The inside is a nude color and it compliments the exterior. I was awed the minute I climbed up the stairs and entered the jet. Then when I sat down, reality dawned on me. I was really on an aircraft traveling to Santa Monica with Dominique and I’m going to be his pretend girlfriend.Fuck my life.“Are you gonna be done any minute?” I ask as I turn away from the window to glare at Dominique who seems to be enjoying himself from the discomfort he's causing me by continuously staring at me.“With what?”I scoff. “Don’t play smart. You know what I mean.”Dominique smirks as he licks his bottom lip. “Care to tell me why you ch
His Games, Her Rules Fifty One
There's a lounge in this private jet and I just stumbled upon it. I glance around, taking in the little details at how simple and beautiful this place looks. A man, whom I later realized is Oliver, Dominique's closest and only friend, sits on one of the barstools with a glass of drink in his hand. There's a bartender dressed in a white long-sleeved dress shirt and black vest behind the counter and he's wiping a tumbler clean.I stand next to Oliver and set my empty glass of drink on the counter. Oliver turns to look at me at the same time I turn to look at him. This is the first time I've had a good look at him up close. He's very attractive. He's like your typical playboy millionaire bachelor, with the looks and the body, matched with piercing gray eyes.“Oliver, right?” I ask him.He gives me a warm smile. “In the flesh. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with Dom?”“Yeah. I needed a quiet place to get my thoughts together.”“Couples fight?”“We are not a couple.”“Right.” Ol
His Games, Her Rules Fifty Two
I have always been an early bird because I work in a hospital and I always check in early. So waking up early has become a habit. I stare at my reflection in the mirror as I keep my toothbrush back. I haven’t seen Dominique since I woke up so I assume he’s still asleep.I run my fingers through my hair as I make my way out of the en-suite bathroom and go straight to the kitchen. I need coffee. In the living room, I pause on my track as I stare at Dominique lying on the couch sleeping. His hair is everywhere, sticking out in brown strands. His long legs are dangling off the couch with his right arm splayed across his forehead and covering his eyes. His left hand is inside his gray sweats and there’s a little strain on his face. Like he’s having a bad dream.He looks innocent, like a regular man. Not to mention he looks really hot when he sleeps too. The drapes are drawn shut, the light from the standing lamp the only source of light in here. I exhale, biting my bottom lip as I walk tow
His Games, Her Rules Fifty Three
My mission, during this breakfast meeting with his family, is to get my revenge on Dominique for leaving me sexually frustrated. Earlier when I was taking my bath, I had touched myself to get the edge off while I shamelessly imagined Dominique touching me in the places where I desperately craved his attention.Adding a final touch to my lipstick, I stand up and walk toward the full-length mirror by the built-in wardrobe. I stare at my reflection, pleased by my look. I’m wearing a spaghetti-strap burgundy jumpsuit with a draped collar, with a lace-up backless design. It’s body-hugging, accentuating my curves, my butt, and even my thighs. My feet are covered in 4-inch clear stilettos.I look sexy. Dominique said to look hot and I didn’t have to try because every piece of clothing inside the wardrobe is sexy. Handpicked by a woman who knows what to wear to seduce a man and with this outfit, Dominique would not be able to peel his eyes off of me. Wearing a Tom Ford unisex perfume to finis
His Games, Her Rules Fifty Four
I turn to look at Dominique who still has a strain on his face as he stares at nothing. His body is here but his mind is not here. I place my hand on his thigh and squeeze. Dominique looks down at my hand on his thigh as he turns to look at me. I give him an assuring smile and he smiles in return. Slowly, I feel his rigid muscles start to relax underneath my touch as he lets out a sigh.“Sorry, I’m late.” A baritone voice says as we turn toward the source of the voice.A man dressed in a black well-tailored suit appears from nowhere as he leans down to kiss Camilla on the cheek. He stands upright and turns to look at us.“Hello, everyone.”“Hi, Lorenzo.” A few voices echo around me as Lorenzo sits down next to Aimee and directly opposite me.He locks eyes with me for a long minute as a playful smirk plays on his lips. Damn, he’s fine. He has dark golden skin, jet black hair, a pointed long nose, a toned and well-defined body, a defined jawline, and piercing dark brown eyes. He’s the s
His Games, Her Rules Fifty Five
Something is happening to me.Something strange, and I don’t like it.I have never felt an emotion called jealousy before and right now, that’s what I’m feeling. Jealousy. I’m at Oceanside and Suites private beach, dressed in a one-piece white beach wear that brings out my curves and accentuates my breasts.I came out here to escape this strange feeling of jealousy that I’m feeling right now all because I found out Aimee and Dominique have slept with each other before and Aimee is just throwing it at my face to make me mad and she’s succeeding. With sunglasses on, I turn toward a familiar high-pitched giggle as I burn holes into her skin with my eyes. Aimee is talking with Dominique, her hands all over his body and he seems to be enjoying it.“You know you’re torturing yourself, right?” A deep voice says beside me as I whip my head around, locking eyes with a pair of brown eyes that belong to Lorenzo.He’s sitting on the sun lounger next to mine as he pushes his sunglasses into his h
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