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I quickly realized my mistake.

Telling himnowas the quickest way to make him want to do it.

I tried to recover. “I’m just not comfortable with that.”

“With what?”

“…sex in public places,” I whispered, unsure how else to categorize it.

“I’m sure I can make you comfortable with it.”

“Ha – no,” I said humorlessly.

“In fact, I think I could have youbeggingme to take you.”

“Begging,” I repeated in amused disbelief.

“Yes.”

“Is that a fact.”

“It is.”

His self-assuredness was hilarious.

Taking him down a peg or two or would be fun.

“Okay,” I said with a smirk. “Take your best shot, Casanova.”

Roberto smiled likeChallenge accepted…

Leaned over…

Brushed his lips against my ear…

And whispered in the Voice,“Come for me.”

I do not knowwhatthe fuck happened –

Or how he did it –

But I suddenly came.

A literal fucking orgasm, right there in the Hong Kong Opera building –

And he hadn’t even touched me.

It wasn’t an overwhelming, mind-blowing climax like what I was used to when we had sex –

But it was definitely an orgasm.

Pleasure fluttered in my pussy, more powerful than most men had been able to give me with their dicksortongues.

I wasnotready for it.

“Oh FUCK,” I gasped as I doubled over, spilling half the champagne out of my glass.

Roberto grabbed my arm like he was trying to steady me –

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