79. Good girl

Brielle Clarke

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Maxim teased me all night. After everyone had gone through the paintings, we sat down for dinner. There, Maxim had me subtly hand my panties over to him and started teasing me with his leg instead.

He was a grown-ass man playing footsie under the table!

Had there not been other guests, I probably would’ve begged him to take me on the table but that was not the point.

I didn’t know why he continued to edge me but it started to get annoying at some point, which was why I kept to myself on the way home.

Maxim chuckled, poking me like a little kid. “Are you really mad at me?”

To further prove my point, I ignored his question and brought my phone out of my clutch to play a game. He laughed, turning it into a cough when I glared at him.

“Come on, baby. You can’t tell me you didn’t like that.”

“Liked being teased?” I exclaimed. “Does anyone?”

Instead of answering, he took hold of my legs, placing it on his thighs. “So why don’t you want to let me touch you now?” He questio