Page 22 of Dating the Don

“I do not see a woman who doubts herself. Certainly not tonight when everybody is here for her, and her alone. Do you understand me?” Cristiano kisses my cheek softly, and then my jaw. “And if this woman doesn’t want to be in control? That’s okay, too.”

His voice feels like it’s sinking into my skin, crawling down through my veins, and spreading through my whole body as it rumbles against my skin. I should be embarrassed. I shouldn’t allow him to make me feel like this. I should put a stop to this but, as his lips brush against my neck, I can’t be bothered to protest.

“You can let me have control, baby,” Cristiano assures me. “I will always take good care of what’s mine.”

I believe him. Fuck, I believe him.

Would it be so terrible if I let myself belong to him?

Even if it’s just for tonight?

I can let go. I can stop worrying tonight. He won’t let anything happen to me.

His touch and words have me intoxicated. Especially when his hand leaves my waist and moves up the soft skirt of my dress, one inch at a time. It's painfully slow, yet it moves quickly enough that I can't object or allow my own modesty toget in the way.

His fingers brush against my sex, finding it bare from the lack of panties. He groans, pleased, as he cups me. “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you, Maeve? How did you know just what to do to please me?”

“The… panty lines… obvious…” I can’t formulate a good answer, but it doesn’t matter. I can’t even be embarrassed by my own blabbering as his fingers dip lower, plunging inside of me, my knees damn near giving out.

Cristiano hums his approval of my responsiveness as he adds another finger. My breathing grows labored. My eyes start to drift shut to relish in the sensation but the moment they close, the grip on my jaw tightens and he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “None of that now. Good girls watch like they are supposed to.”

If it didn’t feel so fucking good, I might have fought him on it.

“That way, they can get their rewards,” Cristiano mutters into my ear. He might as well be speaking directly into my core.

I can’t stop watching us, the way his hand disappears between my legs or the way that I cling to the counter and the arm holding my jaw to keep myself upright. I want more friction, and he gives it to me like he can read my mind. His thumb finds my clit and the room around me seems to explode into brightness and stars as I hitch closer to my orgasm.

“Now, will you be a good girl and cum for me?” Cristiano taunts. There’s a challenge in his words.

I want to do exactly what he’s asking. Then I want him to bend me over this vanity and fuck me until I scream. I’ve never wanted anything more in my whole life. I need more of him. His fingers are incredible, but I want to feel the hard length of him filling me over and over again. I want to feel his cum run down my leg, claiming me, much like the red lipstick print on his neck.

The image of it pushes me right over the edge. I cum so hard he has to hold me upright so that I don’t sink into a puddle right on the polished bathroom floor.

I’m still floating in a daze as he pulls his fingers out and licks my juices right off of them with a pleased hum. It should be criminal to look that fucking attractive.

Then he steps away.

I whip around in protest.

“Finish your makeup, baby,” he nods toward the products that are now knocked over and scattered around the vanity. “Don’t worry, I’ll wait right here.”

I grab a few tissues from the vanity and start to clean myself up before fixing my skirt, but Cristiano protests. “No. You will wear your pleasure, just like I will.” Cristiano takes the tissue out of my hands and wipes the lipstick from his face where I kissed him, but leaves the one on his neck.

I notice that he doesn’t wash his hands either as I sit back down to finish the touches on my makeup for the party.

I can’t help but think that he might just be the perfect match for my brand of recklessness. Even if it’s fake.

I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.

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