I feel I should warn you, however. My interpretation is not for the faint of heart, and I have no idea where it's come from.
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The humiliation of lying naked on the table in the restaurant paled into insignificance to the knowledge that her Sir was disappointed in her. It had been there in the look in his eyes, and the way he’d tightened his mouth, before he had yanked her off his business partner’s lap.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I was only—” He’d cut her off with a sharp shake of his head, and she’d dropped her gaze. The icy politeness in which he’d dealt with the other man had told her louder than anything, how utterly furious he was.
And now she was here with the coldness of the table seeping into her skin, her shame for all to see. None of the men who sipped their coffees between her splayed legs had been allowed to touch her. She had felt their gazes, however, their lust…
Tears seeped from under her closed eyelids, and her thighs trembled with the effort required to hold her position.
“Enough, now. Lesson learned, pet?”
She burst into tears when Sir pulled her off the table and wrapped her in his big coat.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, safe in the knowledge that she was his, and his alone.
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