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Temah Amoah's POV.

"Baby, you ready for that event tonight?" I ask Douglas.

He looks up from his work, almost startled.

"Mhm. Yeah, sorry babe. I'm thinking a lot" he tells me with a small grin.

My heart jumps a little.

He looks at my lips then his eyes dart away.

Ah.

I see.

"What's on your mind?" I ask him softly, moving closer to him.

He grunts in response, sifting through the paper work.

I smirk.

He's frustrated.

Good.

One more week, and I'll win!

I lean towards him and grab a paper out his hands, giggling at the look on his face.

"C'mon, Tems. Give it back to me" he tells me with a little sigh.

"Say please" I tease.

He groans.

"Baby, please can I have that sheet of paper back?" He asks, leaning towards me.

"Gimme a kiss" I say pouting.

He looks at my lips.

"If I give you a kiss will you let us get back to work?" He asks with a tiny grin.

"I'll think bout it" I respond.

He leans towards me and kisses my lips softly. I kiss him back and he bites my lip a little, before moving to my chin, then my jaw.

And then my neck.

I almost crack at that point.

"Hm. See, Curtís isn't the only person who knows how to throw you off balance" he growls into my ear, making me press my thighs shut.

"Douglas" I whisper, my voice a low gasp.

At this point, I don't even remember when I told him about that one time with Curtís.

He grabs my thigh, gripping me with his fingers as he gets higher.

My breath hitches.

"Babe" I mutter.

He nips at me there gently.

"Ahh!" I gasp.

He chuckles.

"This is torture" he groans.

"It doesn't have to be" I mutter into his ear.

He shakes his head and pulls away.

"I'm not losing" he says.

I grin.

It was worth a shot.

We both get back to work, forcing ourselves not to be distracted.

I wonder how this event will go.
***

"Baby, I've got you something" I hear Douglas tells me, walking into the room.

I look up from the mirror to see him holding a garment bag.

I suck in a breath.

Why is he only wearing a towel?!

I look back at his face immediately and he doesn't even seem to notice.

"I thought you'd look good in this. So I bought it" he tells me with a shrug.

I smile at him.

"Thank you baby. I'll be out soon." I tell him.

He nods and then goes to the shower.

I go to the other room and shower from head to toe, scrubbing myself until my skin glows.

I then step out and then oil my body and sit down in my bathrobe to start on my makeup.

I decide to do some light natural looking makeup.

I do my eye makeup a little boldly though, before applying a coating of clear lipgloss to make my lips look even fuller.

I then pick up the garment bag and I hang it on the rack, pulling down the zip.

^^ Temah's dress.

My eyes widen, but not just at the dress...

It's what comes with it...

Lingerie.

My eyes scan it and I can feel myself feeling hot.

He must have plans...

I know what he's doing.

But I can twist this to my advantage!

"Temah!" I hear Douglas call, snapping me out of my daze.

I quickly wear the lingerie and then the dress, before wearing a pair of heels, ditching the bra and keeping the underwear on.

I move out of the room and sweep down the stairs to find Douglas waiting for me.

His face brightens as he noticed me and he offers me his arm.

I take it and then he pulls me closer.

"You look really good" he tells me confidently.

I blush and look up at him.

"Thank you" I say, planting a kiss on his jaw, before swiping the lipgloss off of his face.

We step outside and into the back of one of his cars.

He gives the driver, Markus, directions and we start to talk about what's going to happen at the event.
***

Oh my gosh, this is so boring!

I sneak a peak at Douglas and he looks as composed as usual.

His arm is wound protectively around my waist as we make polite conversation.

Of course, Douglas does most of the talking, but he does his best, introducing me to people as well as encouraging me to speak a little bit more to some of the potential clients.

For the majority of the time though, I take notes and I try and make myself as scarce as possible.

An announcement is suddenly made for us to make our way to the dining area to be served and honestly it's the highlight of my night.

As beautiful as this dress is, this lingerie is a little... uncomfortable.

Especially the underwear which seems to ride up my backside a little.

It's pretty though.

My boyfriend takes my hand and leads me to the table.

He pulls my chair out for me and allows me to sit, and review my notes as he gets plates for both of us.

He knows what I like anyway.

When he gets back, I put the notes away and then we both eat and we discuss some more 'game plans' for the duration of the meeting.

Once we've all eaten and the servers take our empty plates away, the next part of the meeting starts.

I swear I'm falling asleep, when I feel a sudden jolt in between my legs.

I bolt upright, hoping that nobody caught me slipping.

But what the fuck was tha-

"Fuck!" I cuss under my breath as I feel the jolt in between my legs once again.

This time, it's more intense.

I bite my lip and immediately my eyes move to Douglas.

He looks straight ahead, but I know him too well.

He has a small, nearly invisible smirk on his face.

I look to see that he is holding his phone under the table in his left hand.

I see that on the screen is a remote like set out.

And then it clicks.

Did he buy me lingerie with a vibrator in it?!

And he's the one in control of its movements!

Oh. My. Gosh.

I lean towards his ear.

"Douglas, what are you-"

I'm cut off when another vibration hums through my core again, making me gasp instead of finishing my sentence.

And this time...

He doesn't stop.

"Douglas!" I moan a little, trying to be as soft as I can, so I'm not heard.

The intensity moves up a little more and I wriggle in my seat, trying to play off the fact that Douglas is literally toying with me.

I grab his leg as the vibration intensifies and what shocks me is the lack of sound it makes.

"Miss Amoah!" One of the lead speakers calls.

My neck snaps up to look at him.

Shit.

I flick Douglas a dangerous look, to tell him to cut it out, but he just shrugs at me, playing with the pace.

"Yes" I respond.

My voice is strained.

"Are you alright? You seem a little flushed. Do you need water?" the speaker asks.

I nod, not trusting myself to speak.

"Mhm. I'm... I'm really good!" I choke as Douglas moves a step further.

I want to scream!

Douglas then subtly puts his free hand up my skirt and strokes my already pulsing clit through my underwear.

"Ah, that's good. So what are your thoughts on the upcoming story. Ideas on a new angle, perhaps?" The speaker asks.

I bite my lip as Douglas presses on me a little bit, the vibrator now touching areas I didn't know existed!

I dig my nails into his leg.

He doesn't flinch.

I feel myself coming to the edge.

"I- I think the story is b-best told, ahhh, I mean from a straight forward angle. Real interviews and more research!" I respond, concealing a loud moan, with a sound I hope sounded like I had a eureka moment.

The speaker nods, but unfortunately doesn't leave me alone.

"Why, is that?" He asks.

I feel like killing my boyfriend when he tugs at my panties, playing with me, pinching and teasing me, while putting the little toy to work, on what must be it highest setting.

My mouth drops open, but no words come out.

I'm too busy trying to make sure that my eyes aren't rolling into the back of my head.

Fuck.

He pinches again, this time a little harder and I feel a whimper rise and then die on command in my throat.

I shake my head at the speaker.

"I seem to have gone blank. Can I be excused for a minute?" I ask, my voice strained.

The slightly confused speaker nods and I stand up, hightailing out of the room and into a corridor.

My whole body is trembling with frustration, tense with competition.

I close my eyes and lean my head back on the wall, taking deep breaths.

"Temah" A voice calls.

I open my eyes to see an annoyingly calm Douglas standing opposite me, eyes trained on mine.

"I told them you ate something bad and that we are leaving" he says.

I nod at him, releasing a shaky breath as I try to act normal.

"Let's go" I say smoothly.

He smirks.

"You're dying inside, aren't you?" He asks, moving closer to me and pressing me into the wall.

I look at him and say nothing.

"Just give in to me now, and I promise not to be too rough" he says into my ear, grabbing a handful of my ass, through the dress.

He plants kisses down the side of my neck, his fingers brushing against my breasts as he pulls me closer.

I gasp at the contact, then I rip myself away from him.

"We should get going" I say breathlessly.

He laughs and then nods at me.

"Let's go" he says.

We step outside into the cool breeze and we head straight for the car.

We sit inside and once Markus starts driving, Douglas pulls up a black shield, separating us from the front of the car, reminding me a little bit of Mia's car in 'The Princess Diaries'.

"Douglas, what was that for- Oh!" I exclaim as the vibrations come back.

He pulls me into his lap.

"I didn't say I was done with you yet, sweetheart" he growls into my ear, sucking on my earlobe.

"Markus will hear!" I try to reason with him.

"Sound proof, unless I press a certain button" he responds, still kissing on me.

"I was playing nice with you before" he tells me.

"Now it's time to really make you beg, Temah."

My heart smacks into my stomach.

He just used my actual name instead of a cute nickname!

He's serious!

I smirk back 'confidently'.

If he wants to play games, I can play harder.

I know his weakness.

It's me.
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