Wrong Room, Right Mistake

“Paula wanted nothing more than to dig Alejandro's long-lashed, intense blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Laurent family. Too bad they were stuck at Carlo's fancy wedding which is way too public, way too packed with important people. "You don't think I'll hit the button?" Alejandro's warm breath teased her ear. She still had no clue why she had agreed to the vibrating thong dare. Now it was too late to back out. Paula shot a look at the smug man next to her. "Honestly? I don't care. It won't do a thing to me." "Lovely Paula," he whispered and then surprised her by flicking his tongue right into her ear. She jumped and glared, trying to ignore the guests at their table... including her dad. Before she could swear at him, Alejandro pressed the button. The curse died in her throat and turned into soft moans she couldn't quite hide. She gripped the table edge hard as the vibe hit her clit like a sudden burn. Her father frowned across the table, worried. Alejandro's voice slid back into her ear. "Before the night is over, Paula, we're going to fuck," he promised, letting go of the remote. "And this time, it'll be my name you scream."”