After the dinner/date that I thoroughly enjoyed, we go back to our suite. To my disappointment, Anthony goes into his room, so I have no choice but to go into mine. Not even a kiss. The thought makes me angry and frustrated. I should be thinking about Sebastian, but Sebastian has made it clear that there are no feelings between us. More importantly, I want his father, not him. I plop down on my bed and close my eyes. Anthony's scent drifts into my nose and my panties become damp again. The way he smells, the way his forearm flexes when he drives, that stoic and angry face that only he can make look so sexy and his dick that was hard for me. The last thought is the final straw. I slip my hand underneath my dress and touch myself, both surprised and disgusted at how wet I am. When my fingers touch my clit, a moan escapes. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Anthony's voice makes me gasp and get up. He's doused in the shadows, casually sitting in an armchair. A dim lamp casts shadow
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