Chapter Twenty Eight- Callum

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We kicked the man out the club, and i made Aria sit between my legs as she rested for a bit after her punishment. I want her to understand she's ours, no one elses. If i have to have one eye on her every hour of the day, or make her sit between my legs or on me all day to prove that, then i will.

Dacre receives a call. He agrees and disagrees, his emotions not showing then hangs up. 

"We need to head to the place." I know where he means, but he doesn't want Aria to know.

I nod and we all stand up except Aria.

"Come on princess," Aled encourages.

"But i wanna danceeeeeeeeeee," I can tell she's tipsy.

"Baby you need rest." He tells her.

"No, i need to dance." She pouts. She looks back at me and i can't say no to that face.

"You two head there and i'll meet you at the house. Unless you need me to go." I say.

Dacre tells me only one of us needs to go, but Aled would make the situation more bearable for his so they both went.

"Can we dance nowwwwww?" She grips the fabric of my pants and i tell her yes, we can dance. God i hate dancing.


She pulls me out into the club, the music is loud, and there's people everywhere.

She's already moving and dancing, avoiding hitting people around her. She takes my hands and move them with her.

"Come onnnnnn, i'm sure you have some sort of moves in you" she laughs. 

"No i really really don't think i do." I think she can tell i'm not into it, so she stops dancing, grabs my arms and moves my hands to her hips.

"Like this," She says, her hands are at the nape of my neck, and she starts swaying her hips. I just kind of follow along with her, her thighs rubbing against mine.

She takes her hand and spins herself, her back now against my chest and she starts grinding and swaying her hips against me.

I can't keep my hands off her. 

She grinds herself against me, her hands caressing me all over and i can't stop moving my hands to her ass.

I end up enjoying myself, purely because of the attention she's giving me. I did have to glare at a few guys however, for getting too close.

She kept moving in ways i wanted her to move for only just me, and only me.

About half an hour later, we are both so tired and decide to leave.

The limo is outside and i help her into it.

She sits beside me, her breath going back to normal.

"Did you enjoy yourself love?" I asked, my hand on her thigh. 

"Yes i loved it so much." She smiles, but moves onto my lap, her legs on either side of my hips.

"I'm glad you did, you were so hot dancing like that." I say, caressing her back.

"Really?" She asks. How is that even a question.

I kiss my way up her neck, her back arches and i reach her ear.

"Of course beautiful. You have no idea how hard it was to resist fucking you right then and there." I whisper. She lets out a soft hum.

"Is that so? Mr Saltzman." She whispers. I know she's playful when she uses my last name.

"Mhm" i say, gripping her ass.

"Do you still think you can resist Mr Saltzman?" She asks softly. Her head moves back, her hips start circling, and her eyes are locked on mine.

"Oh darling, I never lose a challenge." I say smacking her ass.

She bites her lip and positions herself just hovering over my lap.

She slowly moves her hips in circles, not touching me. Fuck this is harder than i thought.

She turns around, pulling her dress up above her ass. She again pretends to grind against me, and every time i try put my hand near her she slaps it away.

She turns back around and ropes her arms around me and acts as if she's going to give me hickeys, but just uses the heat of her breathe on my skin to tempt me.

Her lips are close to my ear.

"Feeling any temptations yet Mr Saltzman?" She whispers.

I don't respond. She decides to do something that she knows will work.

She moans, whimpers and whispers in my ear, pretending to be fucked. "Please daddy, please touch me, use me, i wanna be your slut so bad." 

"How bout now Mr Saltzman?" 

"It's Daddy to you, because i say FUCK IT." 

"Wh-" 

She's beneath me before she can even speak. Her wrists above her head, a hand on her neck and a moan leaving her mouth.

"What happened to 'i dont lose'?" she asks.

"Well considering what i'm about to do to you, i'm counting it as a win." 



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