“Take away,” she snapped. She shifted her gaze to Guy. “May we order take away?”
“Give us a minute, would you?”
“Of course.” Guy left with amusement at the undercurrent of powerplay between the couple.
“Fuucck,” Paxton moaned as Jared immediately switched on the vibrators to their strongest setting. “Damn you! Stop that.”
“I love dessert. If you’re adamant to order take away, you’ll have to give me a reason to wait for mine.”
“You...” she heaved in a deep breath. Her nails cut into her palms. “You can eat it off my body.”
“Hmm... so you intend to feed me the cheesecake then?”
“Yes!” Paxton shuddered. It was becoming harder, near impossible really, to keep the climax back. The panties were completely soaked as the essence of her lust flowed freely from her loins. She sighed as the vibrations eased a little.
“I’ll spread it... hmmm... over my body and you can lick it off.”
“Where?”
“Where?” She all but sneered at him.
“Where exactly will you spread my cheesecake?”
Jared increased the setting. She lifted off the chair. The words crawled huskily past her lips, “On my stomach and my breasts.”
“I’m not sure that’s enough reason to wait for—”
“Okay, on my pussy as well!” She slammed her fist on the table as she glowered at him.
“Well, you should’ve led with that, my pet.” He smiled as he switched off the vibrator.
Paxton struggled to bring her breathing under control as he calmly called Guy over and ordered two pieces of cheesecake to go.
“I will get you for this, Bates. Mark my words,” she panted furiously as soon as he left.
Jared’s hand disappeared into his pocket again and Paxton caught his hand. “Don’t you dare!” She closed her eyes briefly. He was still in Dom mode and she knew better than to push his boundaries.
“Please. I’m on the verge of a climax. If you switch it on again....”
“Since you’re asking so nicely.” He smiled as her eyes flashed. “I agree. It’s enough... for now. I’m very proud of you, little one. You did very well.”
Armed with the cheesecake, Jared offered his hand to Paxton. “Come, love, it’s time to go. Dessert is waiting.”
Paxton sat looking at him with wide eyes, too scared to move. Just the thought of the pressure of the vibrator inside her and on her clit as she walked, filled her with dread. She’d never survive the embarrassment if she climaxed on her way out of the restaurant.
“Jared, I can’t move.”
He leaned down and kissed her gently on her lips. “I’ll take care of you, love. Come, take this and I’ll carry you to the car.” He pressed the cheesecake containers in her hands and picked her up.
She was past protesting, rather accepted what he offered as she leaned into his warm body. The other diners smiled indulgently at the romantic picture of the man carrying his love out of the restaurant.
Paxton was never as relieved to settle in a car seat as she was when he put her down.
He tapped her on the nose. “Buckle up,” he said as he closed the door. He had barely driven off when the vibrators sparked to life. Hard and thrumming ruthlessly against the swollen, aroused nub.
“You bastard! I fucking hate you,” she squealed as she clutched the seat. Her back arched as the intensity of the vibrations catapulted her right to the edge.
“Come at will, Paxton.” He was enamored by the crimson bloom flushing her cheeks.