Liam placed a hand over his, his smile warm, his dark eyes glittering with dominance. “Of course you will.”
Alex was heading back toward them. It seemed every eye in the room was on the beautiful young woman. Her hair shimmered in the soft candlelight, her round, firm breasts swaying beneath the sheer silk of her blouse. Her blouse was open at the throat, two of the buttons undone. As she sat down, Daniel leaned over her and unbuttoned three more so the tops of her breasts were visible.
Alex glanced nervously around her.
“Keep your eyes on us or on the table,” Liam instructed. “No matter what happens, don’t concern yourself with the rest of the room. Remember, we’ll keep you safe. That’s our job.”
She nodded and reached for her wine, taking a long drink from it. When she set it down half empty, Liam refilled it for her. Courage in a bottle, Daniel thought.
The waiter arrived, setting down the small plate of escargot in fragrant garlic butter. Instead of the usual snail shells, they were nestled in lightly sautéed mushroom caps. Beside the plate, the waiter set a basket of fresh, hot bread. Daniel controlled his smile as he watched Roland steal a glance at Alex’s barely covered breasts.
“This is snails, right?” Alex said, wrinkling her small nose. “I don’t think I could eat a snail.”
Daniel laughed. “Until I met Liam, I didn’t think I could either. Try it. Don’t think about what it is. Just taste it. Pop a whole mushroom in your mouth.” The remote was still on but at the lowest speed. To demonstrate, Daniel stabbed a mushroom with his fork and slipped the morsel into his mouth.
Hesitantly Alex copied him, squeezing her eyes shut as if she were about to take a pill instead of tasting the perfectly prepared escargot. As she chewed, her eyes opened wide in surprise. She swallowed and exclaimed, “Oh, my god. This is so good. I had no idea.”
“Use the bread to sop up the garlic butter,” Liam suggested, twisting off a piece and holding it out to her. Daniel reached into his pocket and adjusted the dial. A slight buzzing could be heard beneath the table.
“Oh,” Alex said softly, no doubt feeling the tremors of vibration pulsing against her clit. She glanced around the room.
“Eyes on your food or us,” Liam reminded her. She looked down at the table. Daniel turned the dial up a little more. Alex’s lips parted and she pressed her palms flat against the table. “Have another,” Liam offered, pointing toward the escargot. “It might help distract you.”
Alex looked up at him. Amusement curved his mouth as he watched her flush and fidget in her seat. Daniel turned the dial higher still. A small moan issued from Alex’s lips. “Daniel,” she entreated, “please.”
“Please, what?” Daniel answered, thinking how often this word had been wrested from his own lips by Liam when lust warred with obedience. He knew she meant, “Please stop or I’ll come.” He also knew she didn’t want to admit defeat so early in the game. She would try to resist. Unlike Daniel, who could control his orgasm with relative ease at this point, Alex was new to this. She was used to racing headlong toward her own pleasure. It would take many more sessions before she could achieve that kind of control over her body.
He watched Alex squirming on her seat. “Please, I don’t know if I can…” she whispered desperately. Her cheeks were flushed, the color staining her neck and chest.
“Control yourself,” Daniel snapped. “Focus on pleasing us, not on your own pleasure. It pleases us at the moment for you to control yourself. You will not come until given permission.”
The waiter arrived with their salads. Daniel turned the dial down to its lowest setting. Alex let out a breath and slumped back in her chair. The waiter returned a moment later with a huge pepper grinder. “Pepper, mademoiselle?” he asked, smiling down at her. Daniel moved the dial and Alex jumped and gasped. Her nipples strained against the silk.
The waiter tried to remain impassive as she looked up at him with her big green eyes and said breathily, “No, thank you.” Daniel could see the outline of an erection beneath his black pants. He grinned at Liam, who grinned back.
Once the waiter had retreated, Daniel relented and again lowered the dial to its most innocuous setting, though he didn’t turn it off.
Alex took a bite of her food. She was still flushed but apparently able to handle the butterfly’s vibration as it throbbed and thrummed against her clit.
Liam and Daniel chatted about this and that as the main course, pork tenderloin in a mushroom cream sauce with sautéed asparagus, arrived and was served over wild rice. Liam asked for another bottle of wine. Daniel turned the dial up a notch as Alex reached for her glass. He noted her hand trembled as she grasped the stem. He turned it higher and she set the glass down hard, wrapping her arms around her slim torso.