New York Prince (Adam Driver x Reader fic)

Chapter 11- Wicked

"My darling. You are completely wicked." 

Looking up from the mirror in front of me, I noticed my handsome boyfriend gazing at me with hooded eyes. Smoothing my hands against my pelvis, I turned to look at myself. The tight gown I wore left little to the imagination. Cutting low to the front, the deep V hit just between my rib cage. My back was completely exposed to the dimples of my lower back. The gown was held up by a strange magic of some sort. Long lacy sleeves extended from my sloping shoulders and the train hit about three feet trailing behind me. Diamonds dripped from my neck, wrists, and ears. I had tastefully selected my most daring jewels for my slender throat, fully knowing that when I first purchased them, he had likened them to a dog collar. He had joked that i should get a tag that said 'pet.' 

As I finished preening, I heard Adam's heavy footsteps heading my way, and as he came up behind me, I pressed myself as fully against him as possible. Tonight was about showing him who I belonged to. 

I smirked as Adam ran his fingers down the side of my arm, and my skin prickled with excitement. "Whatever do you mean, my love?" 

"That poor boy is never ever going to fall out of love with you." His eyes clouded. "I mean I am well aware that you are gorgeous and are a priceless treasure, but you are mine." His fingers closed around my wrist. Tugging my taunt body flush against him, he leaned into me and growled. "Remember that pretty girl. No matter what, you are mine."  

My head was spinning. I couldn't decide if this was a moment where we just canceled our dinner reservations and went back to our rooms, or if I dare to play with fire. One look up into his scorching eyes and my decision was made. Pulling my wrist out of his hand, I batted my lashes. "Oh really?" Turning on my heel, I swayed down the grand staircase with a tiny smirk tugging at my mouth. I could hear Adam thundering behind me, and he overtook me easily. He took my arm possessively, glaring at all the other men that watched me walk with hunger. 

Dizzy off of his scent and snuggling closer to him, I clung onto his arm. "They want you." He murmured into the shell of my ear, low and sultry. "But they can't have you." He planted a kiss to my head and our shoes hit the marble floor below in slow, soothing sounds. 

Stepping into the foyer, the bell hop rang for our car to be brought around.  He scurried around, while we stood as close as possible, preparing for our super car to be brought up. The gentle purr of the engine altered us to its presence. Drenched in the purest black, Adam's Black Badge Wraith always made a stunning entrance. Heads turned as my handsome escort opened my door and handed me in. Rounding the car, he glared at those around us before he slipped into the driver's seat and laid his hand on my inner thigh. Shifting the car into gear, we pulled away from the hotel and entered the traffic of the evening. 

"Adam..." I whimpered. He was doing an amazing job of  not looking at me, but sweeping his long graceful fingers up and down my pale exposed leg. 

"I told you pretty girl, you are mine." A low growl erupted from deep in his chest and he  squeezed my quad hard, I let out a small squeak that turned quickly into a teeny moan. "So you like that? My my darling, we haven't even eaten yet." A dark grin escaped from his stony exterior. He looked over his shoulder and signaled to get off the highway. 

"Where are we going?" I batted my lashes slowly. "You made me dress so fancy for the occasion too." A small pout clouded my lips. 

"Oh pretty girl, you will get your dinner, never fear, but I will make the evening long, and drawn out... till you scream." That little devil had the nerve to remove his hand, which had been slowly teasing its way up and down my leg. 

Slumping into my seat, I let my head hang back slightly. Fine. Two could play this little game.