Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 89

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I squirm in my seat, gripping the edge of the table as I try to keep my breathing

under

control.

Zaid smirks at me from his seat, taking a sip of his water.

The restaurant is beautiful. Dim lighting, candlelit tables, and deep red roses in crystal vases. Everything about it screams romance, but nothing about a plug in my ass and a wet pussy feels romantic.

It's torture.

I'm aching.

So tense and yet trembling at the same time.

I try to focus on the elegance, on how nice it is that Zaid took the time to choose such a

niche place, but I can't.

I look down at my arms, noticing the way my hair stands up and how my skin breaks out into goosebumps. My clit pulses and my ass tightens around the plug.

"How wet are you?" Zaid mutters against the glass of his cup.

I shoot him a glare. I want to fuck him and then kill him. Then revive him so I can fuck

him again and then kill him again.

He's driving me to the end of my patience and he's doing it while looking like the most delicious man alive. That black button-up that hugs his broad shoulders too perfectly, his

dark hair effortlessly draping across his forehead, and his deep, unreadable eyes locked on

mine like he knows exactly what he's doing to me.

And he does.

I breathe in slowly through my nostrils. "Enough to make me wonder if we are

committing a crime. This has got to break some health codes."

He chuckles, chuckles like he isn't fucking with me in every way imaginable.

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hitch, my fingers tighten around my glass, my thighs press

me so fucking much

anticipation,

But it

are frayed, my skin too warm despite the cool air of the restaurant. My little black dress, thin straps, silky fabric barely skimming my thighs, was a bold choice, but now I feel bare under his gaze, like he's already undressing me in his

chest, and I follow

when I notice how hard my nipples

even darker. "You're a sight. Perfection

you call a dress."

practically beg. "Please. I

inhales a hissing breath. "Yes you can, baby. I'm so fucking hard right now; you're

alone."

skin breaks out into goosebumps. "Please. We can just meet in the bathroom,

your car. Please."

that?" Zaid murmurs, his

roll my eyes, stabbing a piece of steak with my fork. "There's a lot of fun

bite of his food. "Are

as I ignore

slipping his

no one is watching us, to make sure no one

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basically hanging on

it will feel like

I whisper-yell, breathing in deeply through

chuckles, his shoulder shaking. I'm going to kill him

that won't make

and glance at him. "What are your

slightly, his expression shifting. He leans back in his chair, exhaling, running

when he doesn't, I tilt my head. My ass tightens around my plug, but I try not to show it in

between his fingers. "Basketball was the only thing I really cared about, but then... after my

tightens in my chest. I understand that feeling; of having

suddenly feel different. Hollow.

swirling with so many

my glass. "I was into art.

as if he's thinking and my throat suddenly becomes dry. "But

it never felt the

unreadable in his gaze. Then, slowly, a smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "That explains the morbid

first met."

shaking my head. "Oh, God. You