“We’re not exactly behind closed doors.” That wicked grin flashed again. “But I know what you mean. I just think I should’ve at least questioned why I was letting everyone around me tell me how a relationship should work.”
“You’re very close to your family. I can see why that would be hard.” Everything he’d always said made it clear family was very important to him. My father’s insanity had me questioning a lot at a young age. His family seemed strict but normal.
We didn’t question normal; we just followed the path that was laid out.
“But it’s not my family’s decision about how I live my life and how I treatmy omega.” Desire flashed in his eyes and I knew it had been a very deliberate word choice. The possession and implied control couldn’t be denied.
Did I want to be his omega?
It wasn’t the best idea from a practical standpoint. I’d never gotten involved with anyone at work, but he was different. Shane had proven he could be trusted with the company and with my privacy. But my heart was another matter entirely.
Wasn’t it?
I swallowed past the nerves that had formed a lump in my throat and nodded decisively. “I agree. How you treat your omega is between you and him.”
Between us.
Shane turned my hand over on the table and started stroking the sensitive underside. He didn’t ask. He didn’t question if it was okay. It was such a little gesture and I knew it could have meant nothing, but desire whirled through me.
I’d waited so long for someone to take control and dominate me. He hadn’t thrown me over the table and spanked me, but the possession in his touch and the knowledge that I was his was enough to have me aching for more.
Shane stroked tenderly over my wrist and a shiver went through me. I’d never thought about it being an area that was particularly erotic, but as his sexy voice dropped lower, I shivered again. “Good boy.”
Fuck.
I’d thought I couldn’t get any harder than I’d been earlier when he kissed me, but evidently, I was wrong.
I’d clearly underestimated how crazy he could make my body.
And we still had all our clothes on.
Fuck.
His finger moved so he was tracing along the outside of my hand. With every stroke it felt like he was caressing something lower and harder. If he made me come in the middle of the restaurant, I didn’t know what I would do.
I’d probably either throw myself at him and beg him to keep me forever or die of embarrassment.
Maybe both.
“I’m glad you like being good for me. I don’t think I’d like a brat I had to force to behave.” Shane stopped at my index finger and started circling the tip. When he licked his lips, I knew we were both picturing his hand on my dick, not my finger. “I want a submissive who likes pleasing me and who wants to obey. You want to obey me, don’t you?”
The words stuck in my throat, held captive by the crazy desire that was scrambling my brain. Luckily, or maybe not, the waiter chose that moment to come back with the appetizer Shane had chosen.
Again, he took control and all I had to do was watch quietly as he thanked the waiter and shifted the plates around on the table. I got another worried look from the waiter which we both ignored as he walked away.
I wasn’t sure what magic Shane had worked, but the quiet little restaurant was perfect. It wasn’t someplace I’d been before, but it was a labyrinth of nooks and corners where tables were tucked away to guarantee privacy. It had clearly been a house at some point, but instead of opening everything up when the restaurant went in, they’d taken the odd layout and made it work for them.
I was grateful for the privacy as Shane picked up one stuffed mushroom and held it up to my mouth. His focus was completely on me as I parted my lips. “I think you’ll like these.”
There’d been a small part of me that had worried as he’d started ordering dinner for us without even looking at the menu. But everything he’d chosen had been perfect. All of it was food I loved, from the stuffed mushrooms to my favorite steak.
I wasn’t sure if he’d been trying to show me how well he knew me or if it was something he hadn’t thought about, but it made me feel special in a way no date had ever done. Sure, Austin or one of the guys could have picked out my favorite things on the menu, but we’d been friends forever.
Maybe Shane had been too.
“Thank you.” Then, forcing myself not to overthink it, I leaned close and wrapped my lips around the mushroom. I’d have never done it with anyone else, but as he pulled his fingers out, I sucked on them and flicked my tongue out to tease at the tips of his fingers.
It was Shane’s turn to moan, and the heat that radiated from him had my cock getting even harder and slick starting to form. One of the unmentioned side effects of heat suppressants was that for some omegas they not only kept heats at bay, they made it harder to get aroused.
