Page 164 of Captivated By Danger

“Bring me your panties when you come back, Ms. Greysen.”

“You can’t tell me what to do anymore, Diesel.”

“For the last time, bring me your panties when you come back.”

She pulled away from me with a slight attitude. Minutes later she returned to the table and started sipping her water like I didn’t give her a clear demand. I held my hand out across the table, gesturing for her panties.

“You don’t own me anymore, Diesel,” she hissed.

“Give them to me, Ms. Greysen,” I commanded.

“I didn’t take them off because you can’t… you can’t do that voice and make me do whatever it is you want me to do.”

My eyebrow lifted and I gestured with my fingers slowly.

Huffing, she pulled her panties from her purse and pushed them in my hand. I stuffed them next to my pocket square.

“Damn, why you always gotta make shit complicated and then get mad, even though it was you that complicated the shit?”

Peeking in my pocket, I maneuvered the panties around until I saw the seat of her panties. It was soaked. I closed my eyes and shook my head. Her smell was so fucking intoxicating.

“You have no fucking idea how perverted, deviant…”

I faked growled. “Keep going.”

She shook her head. “Twisted.”

“That’s it?”

“Degenerate.”

“Yes,” I hissed.

“Sadistic.”

“My favorite.”

She scoffed.

“I’m all that and these panties are still in my pocket.”

She rolled her eyes to the table. Surprisingly, she started to dig into the tuna tartare first, while I sat stunned, trying to catch my breath. I was one more synonym away from dragging her ass to my car and fucking her. How the fuck was I supposed to have a serious conversation with her, knowing that she has a string of anal beads in her ass. I needed to calm down because my dick was straining against my pants. She wanted this dinner as friends, and she was the one taunting me.

“Are you going to eat something?”

“Yes.”

“So, how have you been?”

“I’ve been cool.”

“Work?”

“Same shit. Different toilet.”

There was a silent moment when I thought I should bring up Rachel, but nothing could bring me to say it. I’d never been at a loss for words before, so I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind.

“I miss you,” we both said at the same time.

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