揟hey feel good??he asks with a soft chuckle.
揧es,?I pant. 揂re these why you chose the crotchless panties??
揟hey are one of the reasons, sweetheart,?he growls, planting a soft kiss on my ankle before setting my foot down on the floor.
He holds onto my hand as my legs are still shaky. 揌ow do they feel??
揌eavy,?I groan. 揕ike deliciously heavy. But what if they fall out??I chew on my lip as Shane jumps to his feet with a grin on his face.
揟hey won抰，？he assures me.
揌ow do you know that??I whisper. 揥e could be walking through the restaurant and they抣l fall out and roll beneath someone抯 table. What if that happens? I would die!?
He slides his hand onto my ass and bends his head close to me, brushing his lips over my ear. 揟hen make sure they don抰， sweetheart,?he growls before he slaps my ass and straightens up. 揃esides,?he reaches for my hand and we head for the door. 揑抳e been inside you enough to know that your tight cunt could hold those balls even if they were made of solid granite.?
I nudge him in the arm and he laughs loudly, and I抦 not sure if it抯 his laugh, or these damn balls that make my entire body thrum with anticipation.
As we walk along the hallway to the elevator, the balls move inside me, massaging my walls as they jiggle. I squeeze to try and stop them jiggling so much but it doesn抰 help, in fact it only seems to make it worse. The weights inside are constantly moving, rolling around and sending waves of pleasure pulsing through my body and the weight of them, just sitting there inside me, is making my pussy throb. Shane brushes the pad of his thumb over my knuckles and I whimper.
揑 can feel these things moving,?I whisper.
揟hat抯 kind of the idea, Jessie,?he chuckles.
揑 can抰 do this. I can抰 go a whole evening with these inside me,?I chew on my lip. 揑 can barely think straight.?
He lifts my hand to his lips and brushes them over my knuckles and I squirm even more. 揑t抯 because you抮e walking, sweetheart. They won抰 be so obvious when you抮e sitting down. We抣l be in the car soon.?
揙kay,?I swallow and take a deep breath. I am going to be nothing more than a puddle on the floor by the time we get to the restaurant.
Shane keeps my hand firmly clasped in his as we walk out of the hotel. 揥e抮e over here,?he says as we walk towards the valet, who is standing in front of the sexiest car I have ever seen in my life. A Lamborghini Sian. The valet hands the keys to us as we reach him.
揋ood evening, Mr. Ryan.?
揇id you look after her, Stu??Shane asks.
揑 certainly did, Sir. She抯 a beauty.?
Shane looks at me, his eyes roaming over my body. 揝he sure is.?He licks his lips and I realize he抯 not talking about the car. The valet coughs awkwardly and excuses himself.
揥ow!?I say as I step towards the car. 揟his is beautiful. Is it yours??
揘o. I borrowed it.?He shakes his head as he leans down to open the door for me. 揃ut we can get one for home if you like??
揧es!?I squeal. 揂nd are you letting me drive??
揘o,?he says before he kisses me softly. 揥e drive on the other side of the road over here, sweetheart.?He laughs and I look down and realize it抯 the passenger door he just opened and not the driver抯 one.
Shane drives the Lamborghini like he stole it, gunning the engine as hard as he can down the country roads as we head to the restaurant. He was right about the balls. They are less obvious when I抦 sitting down. But this car is like one huge tease. Its engine roars so beautifully that it vibrates through my body and whenever Shane抯 hand is not on the wheel, it is on my thighs, sliding between them and squeezing as if to remind me he is there. As if I could forget.
By the time we reach the restaurant, I am a trembling mess.
Shane gets out of the car first and walks around to open my door. I take his outstretched hand and step out, pulling down the hem of my incredibly short dress.
揧ou look beautiful,?he growls as he slides a hand onto my ass and closes the door behind us.
The damn balls start their incessant rolling again when I take a step and I am overwhelmed by a rush of wet heat between my thighs.
揝hane!?I gasp quietly, holding onto his arm with my free hand.
He turns and looks at me, his face full of concern as his eyes roam over my face. But then his concern turns into something else as he realizes why I抦 struggling to even breathe.
揂w, sweetheart, do you need some relief??he soothes, his voice as smooth as chocolate and a wicked glint in his eyes.
揧es,?I pant with a nod of my head. 揕ike, now.?
He bends his head down, dusting his lips over the delicate skin on my neck. 揝oon, Jessie,?he murmurs against me and I whimper.
When we reach the restaurant, Shane is greeted by the owner and one of the waiters. He introduces me, and I force a smile as they make polite small talk with us, while my pussy throbs like a Harley Davidson engine.
When we are finally seated, I am pleased to see we抮e situated in a booth in a quiet part of the restaurant. Shane slides onto the bench next to me until our thighs are pressed together.
揌ow you doing, Hacker??he chuckles.
揟his isn抰 funny, Shane. I need to get these things out of me.?
揘ot yet,?he says as he slides his hand between my thighs.
揥hat are you doing??I clamp my thighs together. 揥e抮e in the middle of a restaurant.?
揙pen,?he narrows his eyes at me.
揃ut someone might see,?I gasp as tiny waves of pleasure keep rolling over my body.
揇o not make me ask a second time, Jessie!?he warns.
Like the obedient, dripping mess that I am, I spread my thighs apart slightly, allowing him access to my pussy. He takes hold of the silicone cord.
揥hat are you doing??I ask again. Surely he抯 not going to pull them out here at the table? I was planning on going to the ladies?room.
揓ust a little adjustment,?he flashes his eyebrows at me as he pushes the balls deeper inside, while twisting them slightly and the jolt of pleasure rockets through my pussy, releasing a rush of wet heat.
揝hane!?I hiss as I hold onto his forearm, digging my nails into his suit jacket. 揧ou抮e not helping.?
揃reathe, Jessie,?he soothes in my ear. 揧ou抣l be okay now we抮e sitting down.?
I take a deep breath and close my eyes and he pulls his hand from beneath my dress. 揌ey,?he says and I blink and look at him. 揃etter now??
揧es. A little,?I nod my head as the heat starts to subside.
揇ammit, Hacker,?he laughs and shakes his head.
揥hat抯 so funny??
揑f I had known those things would have you all worked up like this, I抎 have used them on you long before now.?
I抦 just about to reprimand him when the waiter comes over to take our drinks order. I press my lips and my thighs together as Shane discusses the wine menu and focus on my breathing. By the time the waiter walks away, I feel much more in control.
Chapter 13
Shane
I finish the last bite of my steak and lean back against the bench while Jessie finishes her pasta. Seeing her almost ready to come at the table earlier made me as hard as fucking stone, but it was so much fun watching her squirm. I picked up those balls as an afterthought, thinking they抎 be an added element of fun for our evening. I抎 had no idea they抎 turn her into a trembling mess. I swear I could have kissed that spot on her neck earlier and she抎 have come apart at the table. I had considered it too, but making her come would have meant I抎 have had to take her out of here and fuck her, and I was hungry. Besides, I had promised her dinner and I always deliver on my promises.