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strong, powerful and incredibly sexy knowing that his eyes were watching her, seeing that she wasn’t wearing a bra and that he couldn’t do a thing about it. At least not right at the moment. She knew, as soon as the dinner ended, that he would certainly take charge, just as he normally did, when they made love. But right now, she was the powerful one. She was in charge. And she reveled in it.
The waiter held her chair out for her and she smiled her thanks, then watched Victor sit down across from her. “What’s good here?” she asked, pretending to skim the menu but she couldn’t see the words. She could only feel how desirable Victor was making her feel by his look and admiration.
“Everything,” he replied, tossing the menu to the side. “Champagne,” he told the wine waiter as he approached.
The man reappeared only moments later with an ice bucket filled with ice and a bottle of Crystal champagne. He uncorked the bottle and poured it into the two flutes, leaving quickly and efficiently.
Lana picked up her glass. “What’s the occasion?” she asked, her eyes slipping to his. She could feel his heavy lidded gaze slide over her figure, pausing at her breasts which made her nipples instantly hardened with the intensity of his gaze. She knew he could see the impression of her nipples through the thin silk and it only made the feelings intensify.
“I think tonight you’ve easily graduated to the next level in my tutorial.”
Lana raised her eyebrows. “Sounds intriguing. What are the other classes at this level?”
He leaned forward, chuckling softly at her engaging expression and shook his head. “I think I’ve given you enough secrets for one night. Don’t you?”
The smile that crept over her face was slow but no less impressive. She leaned forward and loved it when his eyes dipped to the dark shadow between her breasts. “Never.” He was right. She felt powerful and sexy and alluring. It was quite a combination.
Victor laughed, causing several of the other diners to glance at them but they immediately turned back to their tables. If Lana had been looking, she would have seen some of them whisper behind their hands excitedly but she only had eyes for the man across the table who had completely changed her life in such a short period of time.
Victor watched the delicate beauty sitting across the table from him and was amazed that she wasn’t preening for the rest of the restaurant. He could honestly say this lovely, amazing and beautiful woman had no interest or knowledge that anyone else in the restaurant was looking at her and wondering about her. The dress was a turn on absolutely, as well as the luscious figure underneath which he knew so well but still craved with a seemingly unending desire. But the fact that Lana had eyes only for him, was focused and interested only with what he was saying or how he reacted, made him ache with the need to make her his, put his stamp on her. It was an odd feeling for a man who had never cared if he dated any particular woman once or five times as long as they interested him.
The desire to possess her and ensure that no other man ever touched her was such a novelty he wasn’t sure exactly where it came from. What kind of magic did this woman weave over him? And what’s more, he didn’t want it to stop. He enjoyed the feeling that she had eyes only for him and the knowledge that only he had shown her passion made him want her even more.
The waiter appeared at that moment and Lana leaned back in her chair as she watched him, sipping her glass of champagne and allowing Victor to order for her. When the meal was over, she had no idea what she ate. They talked and laughed, someone came over to say hello to Victor and he introduced her to them but a moment after shaking the man’s hand, she had no idea what his name was.
“Would you like coffee or perhaps a brandy?” he asked as the waiter cleared away the decadent chocolate dessert they’d shared.
“No,” Lana breathed, leaning back in her chair, her eyes telling him exactly what she wanted.
Victor’s body, already on high alert throughout the entire meal, needed no further encouragement to leave. He was primed and ready to take her into his arms and couldn’t imagine anything more