word.’ His voice deepens seductively as his hand tightens on my bottom. ‘Just remember, once we get up there, you hand everything over to me. Your power and your pleasure. Got it?’ Oh God. My pussy clenches at the thought of it, and I remember that the dancing part of the evening, fun and sexy though it is, is just a warmup. The main event—my surprise, whatever it is—awaits us upstairs. ‘Let’s go,’ I say quickly, and he laughs and kisses me on the cheek. ‘Christ, I love how predictable you are.’
