Page 59 of The Bachelor

I’d hoped this was going to happen.

To not only scare her, but to also teach her the ramifications of what voyeurism really entailed.

She’d wanted this.

She was definitely getting it to the extreme.

“Yes,” I replied to him, “we’d both like more water.”

Our previous waitress had cleared our table, except for both sets of drinks—the vodka and water.

And as he reached for Oaklyn’s glass, staring at her, I didn’t stop the pace I was using before he arrived, slipping inside her like she didn’t have an audience.

Like I wasn’t on the verge of making her come.

Like the scent of her previous orgasm wasn’t floating in the fucking air.

“How was dinner?” he asked her. “Did it all meet your satisfaction?”

I grinned at Oaklyn as I replied, “Everything has been delicious.” I tapped her clit. “Especially dessert.”

“What did you have?” he asked.

“I’m having it right now,” I told him.

With my free hand, I pointed. He probably assumed I was aiming at the vodka, but I was really targeting Oaklyn.

He chuckled. “Have a drink for me, man. The second this shift ends, I’m pouring myself one of those.”

A grin pulled at my lips. “Good for you.” I licked across them. “What did you think of dinner, baby?”

Oaklyn had stayed completely silent.

That was about to change.

Her eyes widened at the name I’d called her.

Or maybe it was from the way I was flicking her clit.

Or how she was doing everything in her power not to come.

“Great.” She cleared her throat. “It was”—she brought in more air—“perfect.”

Oh fuck, she had done good.

He picked up my water glass and filled it to the top. “Can I get you anything else?”

I kept my focus on Oaklyn when I responded, “I think we’re good. We’re just finishing up, as you can see.”

And I hoped he could.

“Sounds great,” he replied and left the table.

“I’m going to kill you,” she exhaled. “I … don’t … I don’t even know.”

That was how I wanted her. Lost for words. A bumbling fucking mess. With eyes that were rabid as she stared at me.

“You did everything I’d asked of you.”