“Shower now. We have to leave soon.”

“What about you? Don’t you have to get ready as well?”

“I’m going to shower with you.” He grinned.

“Uhm no.”

“Uhm yes.” He laughed and walked away from me and turned on a light. “It will save time.”

“Fine.” I relented quickly, actually quite excited to share a shower with him.

“Don’t worry, there will be no hanky panky.” He grinned. “Tonight we will have more than enough of that.”

“You hope.” I smiled at him. “Just because you got lucky last night doesn’t mean you’re going to get lucky tonight.”

“We shall see.” He laughed. “Let me show you your present.” He pulled a box out of his hand and passed it to me. I opened it eagerly and pulled out a small plastic contraption.

“What’s this?” I crinkled my nose.

“That’s a vibrator.” He grinned and stepped forward. “You’ll wear it tonight under your dress and inside your panties. There are plastic straps that you’ll slip up your legs to keep it in place. I have the controller.” He showed me a small remote. “When I want to get your attention, I’ll turn it on.”

“What?” I frowned. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not?” He looked disappointed. “It’ll be fun.”

“I don’t want you turning on a vibrator at your whim. I don’t want to be having an orgasm while I’m talking to someone.”

“I’ll only turn it on when I want your attention.” He smiled. “I promise.”

“I don’t know.” I made a face as I looked at the small vibrator. “It just seems like it would be uncomfortable to wear under the dress.”

“Please.” He grinned, sensing that I was weakening. “It will make the evening more fun.”

“I guess so.” I sighed. “I don’t really want to, but I guess it’s fine. If you turn it on often, I will just take it off.”

“And I don’t want you to do that.” His eyes sparkled with happiness. “That’s settled then. Shall we shower?”

Chap

ter Six

“We’re flying in a plane to go to a ball?” I looked at Xavier, the shock in my voice obvious.

“It’s easier, we’re going to a different country.”

“We’re traveling to a different country to go to a ball?” I shook my head as we walked up the stairs to the airplane. “This must be some ball.” I said as I smoothed my dress down and took a seat. The vibrator between my legs felt odd and I shifted in the seat to see if I could position it in a way that wasn’t so dead and center.

“It’s not a ball like you’re thinking of.” He grinned as he stared at me. “It’s something quite different.”

“What do you mean?” I looked out the window as the plane started taxing.

“Be patient.” He grinned and then pulled the remote from his pocket. “Want to have some fun?”

“No.” I glared at him. “You’re not going to turn that on now. If you do, I will not get off of the plane when we land.”

“Aww, you’re no fun.” He laughed and watched as I shifted in my seat. “Don’t forget to put your seatbelt on.” He leaned over and grabbed the end of the buckle and pulled it around my waist and locked it. He stared into my eyes for a few seconds before pulling back. “There we go.”

“I could have done it.”

“I know.” He nodded. “But I wanted to do it.”

“That’s because you like to be in charge of everything.” I rolled my eyes at him.

“Am I in charge of you?”

“You wish you were.”

“Wrong.” He grinned and pushed a button on the remote. I felt the vibrator moving slowly against me and I grabbed his arm and squeezed it tight.

“Xavier.” I growled at him and closed my eyes. “Please turn it off.”

“I will if you admit that I’m the boss of you tonight.”

“You’re not.” I called out and immediately regretted my comment as I felt the vibrator rubbing against me slightly faster. I opened my eyes and tried to grab the remote out of his hand. “Xavier.”

“Pardon me?” He sat back smugly and held the vibrator up high. “What did you want to say?”

“Xavier.”

“Yes, Lola.” His fingers were about to push another switch.

“Okay, okay, you win. You’re the boss of me tonight.”

“Good.” He grinned and turned it off. “Just remember that I will only turn on the vibrator tonight if I want to capture your attention.”

“We’ll be together won’t we?”

“Yes.” He nodded. “But not all night. There are certain protocols at these events that we have to follow.”

“What event is this?” I asked him again, feeling like I was being kept in the dark about something important.

“You’ll see soon enough.”

“I want to know now.” I pouted and he shook his head.

“Patience my dear Lola. Patience.”

“Whatever.” I sighed, feeling petulant like a little kid. I watched as an air hostess brought us two glasses of wine.

“Would you like anything to eat, your Highness?”