Page 156 of The Assignment: Room 3

She’s completely surprised as our friends rally around us with well wishes and celebratory toasts, which Dalton leads. “I can say on behalf of everyone here tonight, Flex deciding to settle down is the biggest plot twist here at Venom, and we couldn’t be happier. Helena, you bring out the best in him, and I think that’s true for him too. You’ve both been put through the wringer, and yet you were able to remain open to love and overcome everything that’s been thrown at you. And most importantly, you’ve done it together. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we wish you a lifetime of love, laughter, and kinky fuckery.”

“I’ll drink to that,” I say, clinking my glass with my future bride. Fuck me. I’m going to be a husband.

“To us.” Helena takes a sip of champagne before pushing up onto her tiptoes.

“Be a good girl and take your clothes off, pet.”

“What? We’re in the middle of our engagement party.”

“This is just an impromptu gathering. We’ll have a proper party that our vanilla friends can attend.”

I love her laugh. “That should be the theme. Everything vanilla.”

“We’ll figure it out later. Right now…” I lean in, brushing my lips over the shell of her ear, “I’m going to fuck you for everyone to watch.”

“I thought we were going to our playroom.”

“Not tonight, pet.”

“But we’re in the bar. Should we go up to the voyeur floor?”

“If that’s what I wanted, that’s what I would have asked. Do as you’re fucking told, Helena. I’m done playing nice. Take yourgoddamn clothes off and get in the position. If I have to tell you again, the consequences will be severe.”

She’s playing coy, but I know she’s already wet at the thought of it. “We’re not allowed to do that stuff in the bar.” This is how she wants to play it.

“I own this fucking club. Now take off your clothes and get in the position. The only thing you should be wearing is that fucking engagement ring. I want every Dom in here to know you’re mine.”

I run my fingers over her lips. “This ismymouth.”

I blaze a trail down her stomach before sliding between her legs. “This ismypussy.”

I spin her around. “This ismyass.”

“Yes, Master Navarro.”

“Now, be my good little whore and take off your fucking clothes.” I can see the spark in her eyes. I haven’t lost my touch. I was beginning to wonder. It’s been a while. What Helena doesn’t know is that I okayed this with Dalton earlier. He’s pissy as fuck about the bar, but you only get engaged once—hopefully—and I want to give her a night to remember.

Helena reaches behind and unties the halter neck of her dress. She looks fucking edible in the figure-hugging little black number, but she’s going to look even better on all fours with that rock on her finger.

The front of her dress drops, uncovering her fucking glorious tits, and the room is captivated by her every move. That’s my girl. I slip my hands under her dress and pull it to the floor.Fuck me. She’s wearing La Perla, and it’s fucking stunning.

“Leave the thong. I can work around it.”

“Yes, Master Navarro.”

“On your knees.” Keeping her eyes on me with a smirk that sets my world on fire, she takes her position.

“Tell me, pet, should I show them how well your mouth works my cock, or should I make sure everyone knows that your pussy was made to take every rock-hard inch of me?”

“Why not both?” she says, with the sultry tone of a siren. Onething is for sure—I would follow this woman to the bottom of the ocean for one more kiss.

“Such a good little slut.” I unbuckle my belt and unzip my fly, releasing my aching erection as onlookers begin to fondle, tease, and fuck.

I stand in front of Helena as I take my cock in hand. “How badly do you want to suck my cock?”

“I’ll do anything.”

“Will you beg for me, pet?”

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