He picked up the black panties he’d dropped on the sofa. He held it open for her to step into.
“I still prefer to wear my own thong.”
“No need to worry, little one. These are brand new. Now, stop wasting time.”
Paxton gnashed her teeth as she stepped into the panties. He tugged them over her hips until they fitted snugly.
“No. Hell no!” She seared him with a damning look.
“Yes, my pet... hell yes.” He got up and took her hand, forcing her to follow him outside. He held open the door of the Hummer. “Your carriage awaits, my lady.”
“Very funny,” she snapped, hissing as she plonked down in the seat. Pain seared her mind. She’d forgotten about her sensitive behind. The evening she’d looked forward to suddenly took on a new meaning. She’d be suffering through dinner wearing freaking clit-vibrating panties! And not just the usual kind that only stimulated her clit. No, the damn man had to have special ones designed with a J-shaped vibrator that he inserted inside her pussy as well. It rubbed against her G-spot, for heaven’s sake! She didn’t want to think about the torture he intended once they arrived at the restaurant.
Jared chuckled at the furious glare she shot in his direction as he started the engine and pulled away.
“You’re gonna pay for this, Bates.”
“You should know better than to challenge a Dom in that tone, Paxton.” His smile widened. “Forget about them now and let’s enjoy dinner. Who knows, I might not do anything with the remote in my pocket.”
“Remote?”
“Of course. You didn’t think I’d make you wear vibrating panties just for the fun of it, did you?.”
“I don’t think I want to go to dinner with you anymore.”
“Paxton, I told you the intention with this dinner. Remember, my pet, as my submissive, your body belongs to me. I decide what it needs when. Do you agree?”
Paxton stubbornly clamped her lips together. She envisioned garroting this asshole until he passed out.
“I’m waiting, sub.”
“Yes.”
“Paxton,” he warned darkly.
“Yes, I agree, SIR.”
She jerked as the panties started to vibrate against her clit and thud inside her pussy. Gently and teasingly, sending a wave of heat rushing into her loins.
“Brattiness will always be rewarded accordingly, sub. Try to remember that.”
“I’m sorry. Please switch it off!”
The vibrating stopped. Paxton dragged in a breath of relief. The essence of her arousal felt sticky between her thighs.
“I sincerely trust you have a small towel in your pocket, Sir. I refuse to leave that restaurant with a soaked dress sticking to my butt.”
Jared laughed as her palm cracked against his thigh.
“It’s not funny.”
“On the contrary, my pet, the delectable bouquet of your arousal fills me with utmost pleasure. You should be reassured that you’ll not be the only one suffering through dinner.”
He caught her hand as she withdrew it from his thigh. He pressed it against his leg. “Keep it there. I like your touch.”
He kept the conversation light the rest of the trip. He even managed to make her laugh and forget about the precariousness that her defiance had landed her in.
Chapter Twelve