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I smile at her because I know she’s right, “Dessert then. What’s your favorite?”

“Mama’s Peach Cobbler. But I know they won’t have that, so anything is fine.”

Signaling for Selina to come back over, I tell her, “A slice of chocolate cake for my date. As well as a glass of Moscato d’Asti.”

Kierra narrows her gaze at me. “Two. I am only eating dessert if Daddy does, too.”

The gasp from my employee is audible before she rights herself and says, “Of course. I’ll have that right out to you.”

My not so submissive date folds her arms over her chest, clearly irritated as Selina walks away and hisses, “It’s not polite to take a woman to a restaurant that employs your fuck buddies. It’s gross.”

I can’t help but chuckle at her obvious jealousy and the way her accent gets thicker when she’s worked up. I like it a lot. “Is that a fact, baby girl?”

Her angry gaze turns into a furious glare. “Yeah it is. I guess a man like you thinks if he throws around enough money between a woman’s legs, he can do anything he wants, right?”

“Careful, Kierra. Watch your tone or I will bend you over this table and spank your ass.”

Her cheeks flush. “I’m glad this is only for one night, because I don’t think I could tolerate you any longer than that.”

As I observe her seething, I decide to end her suffering, despite thoroughly enjoying her attitude that practically begs for punishment. "I have never engaged in any sexual activity in this bar. I own this and they are all my employees. I don’t fuck my employees. I have never and will never have anything more than a professional relationship with her.”

“Oh,” she says as I bite my lip to stop from laughing. Defiant little thing. As a Dominant, I should not encourage this behavior. It should infuriate me, but I find it endearing. I like a challenge and she’s definitely that.

Selina comes back with our cake and sets a plate in front of both of us and our glasses of wine, and I instruct her, “That will be all for tonight. Thank you.”

Kierra takes a sip of the wine. “Oh, I like that so much better.”

I smile at her before taking a drink of mine, “It’s a sweeter wine, so it pairs better with chocolate cake.”

She blushes, “I don’t know much about wine.”

I want to tell her I’ll teach her everything she needs to know, take her to a couple of wineries, but I don’t because that will not happen. What the hell is wrong with me that I’d even think that? Like this will be long term and she’ll be mine to show the world to. She’s not.

One night, Sin. She’s only yours until tomorrow.

Kierra takes a bite of the cake and moans, causing my cock to ache. I’ve been hard most of the night with her, but now I know my cock is weeping for her. I have excellent control and normally can make a woman come for hours before fucking her, but I can already tell this is going to be a struggle. One I may not win.

“Daddy,” she whines in between bites, “You’re not eating and that was our agreement.”

I smirk at her. “You’re right, baby girl. I enjoy watching you while you eat and enjoy your cake with those delicious little moans.”

She blushes for me and I eat my damn cake that I have no interest in because I need to get her back to my house before I lose my mind and end up taking her virginity in my damn restaurant.

I’m beyond relieved when she declares she’s had enough, and finishes the rest of her wine.

“Are you ready to go, then?”

Her lashes flutter as she raises her gaze to mine. “Yes, Daddy. Thank you for dinner.”

I motion for her to come over to me and when she does, I grab onto her waist and pull her onto my lap, making her giggle. Wrapping her hair around my fist, I pull her head down, and lick at the chocolate on her lips, “Just as I suspected it tastes far better on you than on a fork,” and kiss her. Like before, she tastes sweet, like something too good for me but also too good to not have. Kierra is a glimpse into heaven when you know you’ll never be allowed in. I’d gladly burn in hell for all eternity for onelittle taste. But of course it won’t be one little taste. She’s going to give me her every first. I have her hard limits and her experience memorized. She’s been kissed one time before me. I’ve never wanted a virgin before, but this time I do. It’s like I’m the artist and she’s the most appealing blank canvas I’ve ever seen.

“Daddy,” she whimpers as I pull away and I’ve reached my limit.

“Let’s go, baby girl, while I have an ounce of self control left.”

She giggles and climbs off my lap. I rise out of my chair uncomfortably with a cock so hard it actually hurts. We walk out of the restaurant with my arm around her, holding her close to me, and approach the waiting car.

Kierra gasps, “You didn’t drive yourself?”

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