Surviving (Surrender 2)
“Absolutely not. That dress barely covers you.”
“Dec, I’m not changing. Get over it.”
“Then I’m canceling our reservations.”
“No, you’re not. We’re going to eat.”
“You looking like that, I know what I’m gonna eat. What about you?”
I swat his arm. “Don’t be crass, we’re both going to eat ‘dinner’ and go gambling.”
“Raven, don’t test me.”
“Fine, I’m going to wait on the car. You can stay here.” I back away slowly allowing him to take in the dress and shoes and see his expression. His eyes heat up, and he knows I’m not backing down.
“Sparkle, I’m telling you now, this is not a good idea.”
“It’s a sexy dress that I’m wearing for my ‘Rock Star’ husband on our honeymoon. Why would you worry?”
“Rock Star, huh? We back to that?”
“Yep. I’m not changing.”
He stalks to me pinning me against the wall. “Okay, Raven, we play your way. You’re not leaving my side tonight. When we get back here, I’m tearing this dress to pieces then you will know exactly how this ‘Rock Star’ feels about your outfit.”
“Is that a sideways compliment?”
“No, it’s straightforward. You
look amazing and fuckable.”
“Hold on to that. Let’s go.”
He holds me close to him for the entire evening. When we get to the casino, I run to the bathroom quickly and decide to play the slots for a few minutes. My luck goes up and down, but I quit when I’m up fifty dollars. When I return to the blackjack table, it’s surrounded in people. Declan eyes me, and he is angry but when I sidle up next to him, he calms down. He seems to be doing well with the amount of chips I count. After five more games, I’m bored. I try to back away, but he holds me closer.
“If you leave again, I’ll spank you. Where the hell were you?”
“I won fifty dollars on the slot machines.” I’m very excited to win for once.
“We’re about to win a shit load of money. A lot more than fifty dollars. Don’t move.”
I roll my eyes but start paying attention to the game. He wins a few more hands and then motions to cash out. The dealer calls over the manager and he counts our chips and ushers us to the cashier. Once Declan gets the money, he goes back and tips the dealer and leads me to the dance club.
When it’s time to leave, a limo picks us up out front and drives to a remote area where all I see is beach. We stop, and Declan helps me out of the car. He leads me to an area that is decorated with tea lights and a blanket on the sand. There is a champagne bucket icing a bottle.
“What is this?” I ask breathlessly.
“This is me and you having a night alone on the beach.”
“But how?”
“One of those guys I was playing with owns this land and also recognized me. We have three hours alone out here. I promised him tickets to the Boston show.”
I look around and get bold. I start to take off my shoes and he stops me. “No, babe, the only thing coming off is your panties. I’m fucking you in that dress and those shoes on the beach.”
My mouth waters as he leads me to the blanket and stops. I undo the buttons on his shirt and pull it off.
“I’m going to take complete advantage of the hours we have here tonight. Relax and let me take care of you.”