Damien had been planning this since they'd left the restaurant. Had been thinking about it all through dinner, all through the gallery, every moment he'd been sitting beside her looking composed and controlled while his mind had been full of images of her falling apart.
Now, watching her squirm in the passenger seat, her breath coming faster, her hands gripping the edge of her seat....it was everything he'd fantasized about.
He adjusted the vibrator to a pulsing pattern....three short bursts, one long...and watched her reaction.
Her back arched slightly, her thighs clenching together instinctively. "Oh god...."
"Spread your legs," he commanded. "I want you open. No trying to ease the pressure."
She obeyed with a whimper, her legs falling apart, the silk dress riding up slightly.
"That's better. Now tell me.....did you enjoy tonight?"
"Yes," she managed. "It was....oh....it was perfect."
