Page 14 of Claiming His Prize

Ruthlessly, she pushed all thoughts of them aside.She was getting ready for a date with Todd—a fancy date, which they didn’t do often because they both preferred casual, but every once in a while, it was fun to get all dolled up like she used to on a regular basis and go out to dinner. Then come back home and have Todd divest her of all of her high-class finery and use her like the wanton slut she was for him.

Tonight, she was wearing a new dress he insisted she get, and she’d decided to go all out.At first glance, it was a rather demure dress, still sexy but very covering. A deep purple color, the dress was made of a very fine, very soft material that clung to her curves, helped by the broad belt covered with dark gems that cinched her waist. The dress wasn’t a true wrap dress, although the top and bottom resembled one, with the fabric overlaying itself to create a v neckline and a small V at the center of her thighs—easy to slip a hand into.The bra she’d chosen pressed her breasts up, lifting and plumping them to create a nice cleavage. She’d wrapped the strand of black gems, which matched the gems on the belt, once around her slender throat, so the end dipped into the valley of her breasts, drawing attention to the assets which were almost entirely covered, yet impossible to ignore.

Her eye shadow matched the dark purple of her dress, and the color made her hazel eyes stand out even more, contrasting with and heightening the amberish color.Long lashes blinked slowly as she examined herself in the mirror, looking for any stray hairs that might have escaped her messy updo.Messiness by design was good, actual hair escaping where she didn’t want it was not.No blush was necessary, her cheeks were already flushed with excitement.

Going out to dinner with Todd was usually accompanied by some bit of naughtiness, and he always managed to surprise her. Sometimes, it would be something that presaged the date, such as a plug in her ass or a vibrating thong, sometimes, it was something as simple as being fingered to orgasm while she at her dessert, but he always did something, and it was always extremely enjoyable.

Since he hadn’t indicated he’d be dressing her in any kind of panties, she was wearing a lacy black thong that matched her bra, knowing he loved the way her creamy skin looked as it peeked through the lace.

“Are you almost ready?” she heard him call from the bedroom.

“Almost,” she called back as she gave herself a sultry look in the mirror. She’d locked him out of the bathroom, not wanting him to see the preparations for the final product.It was more fun to knock him over with the full effect.

Sitting down on the toilet, she slid her feet into the strappy, glittery black heels, she’d bought to go with the dress. They were three inches high, which would put her close to his height, easy enough for her to walk in for as long as she wanted, and would show off her calves to their best effect. The kind of shoes that made a woman feel sexy, no matter what else she was wearing, although considering how good she looked tonight, Allison didn’t actuallyneedthe extra boost of confidence, but the shoes went damn well with the dress.

Giving herself one last look in the mirror, a smug little twist to her lips, Allison strutted out of the room. Todd was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over to tie one of his shoes. So, he hadn’t been quite ready yet, either. He was drool-worthy, wearing a suit she hadn’t seen before, a dark charcoal grey, almost black but not quite, and that bit of lightness made his black hair seem even darker. The crisp white shirt beneath highlighted his dark good looks, and a lighter grey tie with a silver clip with delicately scrolled engravings, a very antique-y look, completed his suit.

Allison’s breath caught in her throat as he turned his head, his gaze starting at her strappy footwear, traveling up her legs and over her curves to meet her eyes, hungrily drinking her in. Lust was written in every line of his face, but there was something else—something indefinablymore. It was the same look she’d seen in his eyes more and more the past few weeks, as if his emotions for her had become so strong, he couldn’t look at her without them spilling over. Was that normal? It was that look which had made her wonder if he was already thinking about moving their relationship to the next level, but so far, nothing had happened despite there being plenty of opportune moments. She’d convinced herself to stop looking for something, she wasn’t even sure was coming.

With a definitive jerking movement, Todd tightened the laces on his shoes and slowly sat up, never taking his eyes from her. A slow smile curved his lips as he stood, the kind of smile that made her shiver and wonder if they were actually going to make it out the door.

“You look delicious, Princess.” The tone in his voice filled the words with extra meaning.

She liked to play the game as much as he did, but it was more fun if she made him work for it. Arching an eyebrow, she shifted her weight, so one hip gently thrust out, making the material around her curves tighten. His eyes dropped to the contours of her body, drinking in the seductive invitation.

“You don’t look half bad yourself,” she purred, sliding one hand over her hip and up to her waist, her fingers delicately curving around the narrowest part of her body. Her blood thrummed, and she giddily wondered if shecouldkeep him from their reservation. Todd was always so controlled, it might be fun to try.

But he dashed that notion. She could almost see him reining in his passion, making the conscious choice to wait for later—to makeherwait. Truth be told, he was much better at drawing out the tension and extending thewait than she was.He smiled, holding out his hand to her, and she stepped forward to slip her fingers into his palm, loving the warmth of his hand around hers, the strength of him. Smiling up at him, she understood the expression, “swept away by love.”

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During the drive, she began to get suspicious.

Five minutes before they arrived at their destination, she was silently arguing with herself over whether he actually would.

He had.

When he pulled into the parking lot, Allison burst out laughing, and Todd slanted her a look, although he was grinning.

“That’s not exactly the reaction I was going for.”

“We’re a little overdressed, don’t you think?” she asked between fits of giggles. She’d had all sorts of visions in her head of what kind of fancy restaurant he might be taking her to.Not that this restaurant wasn’t nice, but they would definitely be dressed at a much higher level than anyone else.

Todd batted his eyes at her, feigning innocence as he pulled into a parking space, but the glitter of amusement was unmistakable.

“Are we?”

“You know we are,” she said, unsnapping her seat belt and leaning forward to grab him by the collar and pull him into a passionate kiss.Really, he was too cute for words. Getting her all dressed up, so he could surprise her and take her back to the restaurant where they’d had their first real ‘date.’Granted, she hadn’t entirely appreciated the gesture at the time—hehadbeen blackmailing her—but she’d found it wonderfully exciting and appreciated it a lot more later.

This gesture, she appreciated completely.It heightened her anticipation, making her hope for... things...

Don’t get ahead of yourself.

A romantic evening did not automatically mean a proposal. Just taking her back to this restaurant was incredibly lovely in and of itself. She felt incredibly special and giddy he’d gone to the effort of making it a surprise. She pulled away from the kiss, trying to put all of her appreciation for him, her love, into her eyes as they gazed at each other.Todd leaned forward and brushed another kiss across her lips before he unclipped his own seat belt, and they got out of the car.

“I don’t mind being overdressed,” he murmured as he took her hand in his, walking toward the front entrance. “Do you?”

“Not at all,” she said, beaming up at him and wrapping her free hand around his elbow. When she felt all floaty and happy like this, it was all she could do to keep herself from wrapping all sorts of body parts around him, wanting to touch him as much as possible. He definitely didn’t seem to mind. They were both walking with a little extra spring in their steps.

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