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Handcuffed by My Rich Boyfriend on Valentine’s Day, by Jezebel Rose

‘’Jordan, I don’t want to talk about this here…’’

‘’Jessica, baby. What’s wrong with here?’’

‘’It’s a—, Jordan... It’s a fancy restaurant. I feel so self-conscious…’’

‘’You look beautiful, Jessica.’’ He said and touched her leg beneath the table.

The restaurant was a modern chic. Classy and vibrant. Spacious and well-lit. Servers between every table, donned in serving suits; and the bar was full of laughing couples. It was hard not to be in a good mood in here, so Jordan knew Jessica’s hesitation was just antics — a tease to lure him in… and it was working. The heat coming off of Jessica’s leg alone was incredible.

Jessica looked down at her leg and bit her lip — then looked back at Jordan through her dark eyelashes. She was gorgeous. A stunning blonde. 5’8’’ in heels and made of curves; packed in a tight red dress. Him touching her leg had taken her off-guard. She reached for his hand and stroked his knuckles affectionately and re-considered the offer.

It was an attractive idea. The thought of being handcuffed, touched, explored. Her rich fiancé’s hands all over her, able to do nothing but enjoy the experience.

‘’Imagine how sexy you’d look… how good you would feel… the actual experience of it.’’ Jordan playfully outlined.

‘’Jordan…’’ She whined.

‘’I could touch you anywhere and you wouldn’t be able to stop me. Along your lips. Over your shoulders. Down your back. Between your legs.’’

Jessica folded her legs suddenly and then brought her shoulders inwards. ‘’You’re turning me on, stop it.’’ She playfully threw her napkin across the table at Jordan and smiled secretively, and so did he. He was smiling wonderfully, honestly. Jordan was incredibly handsome, especially when he was enjoying himself — especially when he was enjoying himself.

The waiter stopped by with wine. ‘’Is everything all right Sir, Madam?’’ He presented the wine bottle to the both of them. Not too subtly, either.

‘’Yes. We’re perfectly fine. My fiancé is just having trouble making up her mind.’’ Jordan imparted and Jessica pouted at Jordan from across the table.

‘’Perhaps I can be of assistance, Sir. The monkfish in chili and lime is a very attractive option this evening…’’

The waiter talked about the menu, or something, while Jordan thought about handcuffing Jessica to a light fixture. Jessica stared into Jordan’ eyes as he looked at her, and knew exactly what he was doing. It made her feel both anxious and excited. She slipped her pretty white teeth along the curve of her lower-lip and then looked around, before lifting a dainty, nylon-dressed foot out of her pretty black shoe, and then tucked her foot in between Jordan’s legs. Her eyelashes quivered when she felt how hard he was. Was this what the thought of tying her up did to him? It was a turn on for her. He wasn’t just hard. He was rock hard. Ready to climb across the table and take her there and then.

Jessica continued sliding her foot over the erection as the waiter read the specials, and when she felt the shaft jump beneath her foot, she suddenly interrupted the waiter — unable to contain herself any longer.

‘’Excuse me.’’ Her voice rocked.

The waiter stopped and looked at her expectantly, ‘’… Yes Madam?’’

‘’I’m afraid we’ll have to take our food to go. My future husband and I have to catch a cab.’’

‘’… Certainly, Miss. But what will you be ordering?’ The waiter asked.

‘’Why don’t you decide for us,’’ Jordan said to the waiter. Jordan then got up and tipped him upfront. The waiter took the bill, looked at it, and then straightened up immediately. ‘’Yes Sir.’’ He said and walked away to make their order.

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