Page 47 of Mister Stark

“Gosh, my feet hurt from these dreaded high heels...” I mumbled as I rubbed my feet and wanted the fun to begin. “Mind if I take them off?”

I looked around at everyone at the table, and no one rejected. So, I unwrapped the sash from around my ankles and released my feet from the pretty silver heels. But in truth, my devious plan was right on track.

“What are you going to order, darling?” Dylan asked me as he didn’t look at me and down at his menu.

“I think I’ll just get a steak for this evening.” I asked as I looked over towards Charlotte and eyed her slim figure. “A meaty steak is delicious, Charlotte. Don’t you agree?”

I inched my foot closer toward Daxon’s side of the table. Carefully bringing my foot underneath the table for no one else to see. My toes connected with his pointy shoe and I continued upwards. I moved my toes gently up his leg as I watched Charlotte, but I felt his eyes on me and didn’t dare look at him. Not just yet.

“I’m quite famished and couldn’t agree more, Celeste.” Charlotte replied as she smiled my way and looked over at her date. “Aren’t you famished, Daxon?”

I didn’t stop and kept grazing my toes up higher. Slowly caressing his leg as I went further and my eyes locked on him from across the table. A hint of lust blazed inside his gaze as our wicked game played out and my foot touched his crotch. I rubbed my foot against his dick and his eyes flickered with red fiery flames.

I ignited a beast, and he wanted to be freed.

His cock rose within his pants, and the firmness of him made me wet. So wet, I could’ve touched myself from underneath the table, but Dylan was beside me and I couldn’t risk it. Daxon didn’t fight it or close his legs. He didn’t resist and let me play, let me torture him the same way he tortured me. But only he and I knew it.

“Famished indeed.” Daxon replied with a husky tone, and only I knew his body melted with desire.

I continued my taunt, but he tore his eyes from me and it took all he had to smile politely at his date. She smiled seductively back at him and twirled her hair in between her fingers. He looked at her with certainty and touched her hair. But it made my blood boil when he leaned in and kissed her.

My foot froze on his cock as he took her lips passionately and dove his tongue inside. I remembered his kiss and the skill of his masterful tongue. But his evil gesture made me see red.

So, I clenched my toes down on his dick and twisted.

“Ouch!” He cried out against her lips.

I carefully pulled my foot away as the table shook and the glass clinked together. I sat bewildered by the event, but I knew the reason for it.

“Are you okay?” Charlotte asked with worry and touched his shoulder.

“Yes, I’m fine...” He breathed as he adjusted himself in his seat and briefly glared my way. “Just a pain in my side that won’t screw off.”

He pretended to rub the side of his hip, but they both knew it wasn’t that. It didn’t throb with pain like his dick did. The only thing on this gorgeous man with a brain.

“Shall we order and get this celebration started?” I beamed as I cupped my head between my hands and put on my happiest face.

Daxon smirked at me from across the table and leaned in closer. “We shall, but it has already begun.”

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