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Hidden Pleasures #5: Teased
Book: Hidden Pleasures #5: Teased Read Online Free
Author: Kitty Hunter
Tags: series, BDSM, Short-Story, bbw erotic romance, Exhibitionism, voyeurism, orgasm denial, m/f/m menage BDSM romance, millionaire alpha Dom
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didn’t know what to do, how to appease the displeasure reflected back at her.
    Ugh. Maybe if she begged? God, what the hell was she doing? Even considering ....but she’d do it, if it got her out of wearing the vibe.
    Slow and excruciating, she sank to her knees on the cold tile. The neutral brown and white granite filled her vision. Wetness gushed from her pussy. “Please Master, don’t make me wear this to work. Please.”
    Warm fingers slid into her hair, mussing up her ponytail. He gripped the tresses in one hand and tipped her head back until she met his gaze. “You will wear it.”
    Her safe word perched on the tip of her tongue, but as Gavin and Luis drew her deeper into the world of dominance and submission, they’d taught her about using her safe word only when something was unbearable.
    And even then, more often than not they discussed the situation that scared her, and reassured her past her fears.
    If she safe worded over this tiny vibrator in her panties, Luis would have every right to call her out for it. A huge part of their relationship worked because she needed his dominance and control. Gavin’s as well.
    “Mother fucker,” she whispered.
    A dark grin flashed across his face. “What was that?”
    “Yes Sir.” The cocky, arrogant, dickhead had her right where he wanted her. “May I finish getting dressed now Sir?”
    The vibrator stopped buzzing. “Yes, you may. Don’t want you to be too late for work. I’ll call your boss while you get dressed.”
    She got to her feet, already shaking her head. “That’s not neces—” She caught his gaze and almost rolled her eyes. Almost. He wanted to play this little game all day, well that was fine. “Thank you Sir.”
    But later on they’d discuss her job again. He wasn’t going to control every aspect of her life. The pushy know –it–all. She’d heard of 24/7 relationships, and there was no way in hell she wanted to live that way.
    It was probably why she’d been digging her heels in so hard about not moving in and keeping her job at the coffee shop. If she let Luis have it, he’d take everything.
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    T he car ride to work left her on edge. Luis tucked the remote into his right pocket, and she found it almost impossible to avoid staring. He never turned it on, but she knew he would. The anxiety and anticipation of when he would knotted her stomach.
    “I think I need to hire a new caterer for the club. Do you have any connections?”
    “Hmm?” She’d been busy chasing thoughts and worries over what would happen at work. Every shift in her seat, each tiny bump or pot hole they drove over pressed the vibe into her clit. There’d be a wet spot seeping through her pants if this kept up.
    He slanted a sideways glance at her, his lips curled up in smirk. “Catering. I think we need a new one at the club.”
    “Oh. Yeah.” Having a topic to focus on instead of whether or not he’d make her come in front of a customer was welcome. “I think you should look for someone who has a smaller operation. Someone looking to grow their business that might be willing to work on pricing and special menus with you.”
    She sat up higher in her seat, excited and interested in helping him solve the problem. The food at the club events had been rather disappointing. Hidden Pleasures was run more like an upscale private club rather than a bar. Luis was working to change the clientele and atmosphere into something more posh and sophisticated. A good spread of food would be a step in the right direction.
    “I think having an onsite kitchen would be more of a pain in the ass than having it catered, don’t you? Maybe just upgrade the refrigerators into those big industrial kind so that a caterer has lots of room to store food that’s been arranged.”
    Luis gifted her with a full-blown  grin and pulled her fingers to his mouth to kiss the tips. “I already ordered some. And I agree about having a real kitchen. Too much overhead with
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