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“Cute, but no,” I answer.

“This is the one I’m choosing,” he tells me with a smirk. He had this planned. When he told me he wanted to pick my dress, he knew exactly what he was doing. I just didn’t see it until right now. “Or, we could just stay home instead.”

“I’ll wear it,” I tell him with my teeth gritted. No way am I giving him the satisfaction of canceling this dinner and keeping me trapped here. Once I’ve snatched the dress off the hanger the monster is holding, I slide it over my head and let the smooth material rest against my skin. “There. Do you approve?”

“Very much,” he answers, the look in his eyes telling me just how hungry he is for more than dinner. “One more thing.”

He walks out of the closet without giving me any direction, so after a minute I follow him. When I find him, he’s digging through the nightstand drawer in his bedroom. “We don’t have time for that right now,” I remind him, looking at the clock. We have half an hour to get to Ethan’s house.

“Come here, little one,” he commands me as he stands straight up, holding something in his hand. Thinking through each step I take, I walk toward him until we’re standing toe to toe. “Bend over the bed.”

“We really don’t -”

“It’s not what you’re thinking,” he cuts me off. “Well, not entirely. Just bend over, Ainsley.”

I hate that his commands make me crumble. No matter how much I want to, I just can’t say no to him when he gets bossy in bed. With a huff to make sure he knows just how much I disapprove, I bend over the bed, leaving my feet on the floor so my butt is sticking straight out.

“Good girl,” he praises as he raises my dress up. If I wasn’t already on the bed, I can guarantee my knees would have given out on me at the sound of his praise.

His foot pushes between mine, kicking them apart so I’m forced to spread my legs for him. If this isn’t what I’m thinking it is, then he’s not trying very hard to make it seem like something else. When he pushes my panties to the side, revealing my pussy to him, I shiver as I feel his eyes rake over me.

“Open your mouth,” he commands, and I obey. Something unfamiliar enters between my parted lips, pushing deep into my mouth. “Lick it. Get it nice and wet.”

Again, I obey, and once he feels like I’ve done my job, he pulls the foreign object out of my mouth. “What was that?” I ask.

“Relax for me, baby,” he whispers as his fingers brush against the heated skin between my legs. When my muscles relax, something pushes inside of me, filling me more than I was expecting. Not as much as the monster fills me, but definitely enough for me to notice. When the toy is fully seated inside of me and something is resting against my clit, his hand pulls away and puts my panties back in their place. “Stand up.”

When I do, my dress falls back into place, covering me from the cold air hitting my backside.

“How does that feel?”

I shift on my feet, testing out the feeling inside of me, but it surprisingly doesn’t bother me. “Not bad. It’s just… there. What is it?”

With a smirk that tells me he’s up to no good, he fiddles with something in his hand, and that’s when I feel it. A strong vibration, right between my legs. It’s deep enough inside me to be hitting my most sensitive spot, while also resting against my clit and driving me instantly crazy.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry out as I stagger, grabbing onto the arm he thrusts out to me. He pulls me into him so my hands flatten against his chest, and leans down to say something into my ear as the vibration between my legs stops.

“Just remember, baby. All you have to do is say my name.”

This is going to be torture.

Chapter 14

Ainsley

By the time we arrive at Ethan’s house half an hour later, I’m wound so tight that one touch from the monster could drive me over the edge. He’s been turning on the stupid vibrator repeatedly, not quite long enough for me to get close to coming, but long enough for me to want it. I refuse to be the one to give in.

“Say my name, little one,” the monster coaxes me as we walk up the short path to the front door. One dinner. I just have to make it through the next few hours without caving, and it’ll all be over. I’ll be able to respect myself for how strong I was, and he’ll realize he won’t win this fight.

“Monster,” I sneer at him so he gets the message. He only chuckles beside me and hits the dreaded button, making me stop in my tracks right before we reach the door. Just as I grip onto his arm to keep myself upright, the vibration stops and I’m left panting. “I hate you.”

“I know, baby,” he says as he presses a kiss against my temple. I can feel his smile against my skin, and I want to smack it off his face. He takes the last step and raps his knuckles against the door.

It only takes a few seconds for the door to open, but with the tension between us, it feels like we’re standing outside for an eternity. Finally, Mrs. Nash comes to the door with a big smile on her face as she takes me in.

“Ainsley,” she greets me. She pulls me in for a quick hug, her hands thankfully landing below the bandage on my back so she doesn’t feel it. I don’t expect to get through this whole night without it being noticed, though.

When she pulls away, I watch her eyes drift to the man standing next to me. The last time she saw her son, he was dropping me off after rescuing me with the promise of coming back one day. Here we are, together again, even though it’s not by choice for me.

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