Free Dick: A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance by Nikki Wild Page B

him
right in the eye and make sure he gets a nice, long look at your pussy.”
    I took in a deep, steadying
breath as I closed my eyes. To say I was nervous would have been an enormous
understatement—I was petrified. This was like our game of Truth or Dare back at
Becky’s party, only Richard had upped the ante and there was no escape. He
wanted me to let some strange man stare unabashedly at my own pussy? It felt so
wrong, so filthy. I’d never in my life considered myself any kind of
exhibitionist… but the more I considered it, the thought of someone staring at
me, desiring like I was some porn star they’d watch at home in the dark, lit a
fire inside of me that I’d never known before. My heart raced at the thought,
and beat even harder as I realized Richard would be there, watching me as I did
exactly as he ordered.
    “Yes, Sir,” I said, without
so much as giving it a second thought. I wanted to do anything that Richard
commanded me to, to be completely under his control—to let go of the tight
unyielding hold I had on every part of my life. “Anything you want.”
    “That’s my good girl,” he
purred just before the waiter came around the corner to take our order. I
gulped hard, anxious at somehow failing Richard’s expectations.
    “Hey, and welcome to
Bobby’s,” he began in an overly chipper tone that one would have to perfect in
the service industry. “My name’s Thomas and I’m going to be taking your order
today. Did you two want to start things off with some of Bobby’s Famous Hot Wings?”
    “W-What kind of special’s
do you have?” I asked, stammering as I tried to draw his attention toward me. I
swallowed nervously again, turning toward the waiter. I could feel my pulse pounding
in my ears as his eyes turned toward me. He gave me a smile and I caught his eyes
immediately flicking to my chest. My heart skipped, hoping that I could draw
his gaze just a little lower.
    “We’ve got a
quarter-pounder burger with Chipotle mayo for $4.99 today with friends and—”
The waiter’s voice faltered in his throat as he caught sight of my thighs
spreading apart, his gaze traveling up the smooth skin to my hiked up skirt.
His cheeks filled with color as he noticed what I was missing underneath, as
well as the faint shimmer of my soaked crotch, my pussy wet and blossoming like
a flower before him. “I…”
    “I don’t think I want a
burger,” I said, a strange rush of confidence filling me as I watched him fall
all over himself at the sight of my drenched sex. “What else have you got for
me?”
    I caught Richard grin as he
watched the exchange take place, leaning back as the waiter continued to
stutter and stammer out the menu. I had to give him credit as he listed off a
few more items, but couldn’t help but relish in the way his eyes couldn’t turn
away from my cunt.
    “I don’t think I’m really
hungry for any of that,” I sighed, biting my lip as I looked toward Richard. I
could see the wicked glint in his eyes all the way across the table, and I
couldn’t help but press the poor waiter just a little bit farther. I turned
back toward him, noticing the rising bulge in his restaurant uniform. “Do you
think you could make me something special ?
Something… satisfying? ”
    Without even thinking, I
slid a hand between my legs, looking up into the waiter’s eyes as he watched me
start to tease myself in front of him. He gulped, meeting my gaze, his eyes
wide with panic, though he couldn’t hide that desire blooming between his legs.
    “I think we’re done here,” Richard
said in my ear, his hand laid gently on my shoulder. His touch felt like
crackling electricity against my body that shot all the way through me. I
shivered and nodded.
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “We’ve changed our minds,” Richard
told the waiter as he stood up from his seat while I fixed my skirt to the waiter’s
disappointment. “We’ll just grab something to eat back at home.”
    “Are you sure you