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Luna was actually hard to get into, apparently. Lincoln also owned this restaurant now, so I had to choose another restaurant because Lincoln could not know I fucked his assistant much less introduced her to BDSM.
I arrived at a new restaurant called Cafe Central. It was the only place I could get us into, since Lincoln owned most of the good restaurants in Denver now. The hostess showed me to my table; it was close to a beautiful fireplace. It was more romantic than I anticipated, but it was last minute.
The waiter came by with water and I ordered a bottle of champagne, checking my phone to see it was exactly seven. The champagne was served, and Noemi still hadn’t shown up. I looked around the room, thinking this whole idea was a bad one. She was definitely younger than the women I often took as subs, but there was something about her that I couldn’t stop thinking about. She was my fixation, and I couldn’t find it in me to care that I might be taking it too far.
“I’m so sorry.” Noemi’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.
“Noemi.” I stood up abruptly.
I was not prepared for the sight before me. Noemi was in a black form-fitting dress that accentuated her delicious body with her hair pulled back in a cascade down her back. She wasn’t overly done up, just a little bit of makeup to compliment her doe eyes and her beautiful dark brown eyes.
“My uber driver was late and there was an accident on the freeway.” She smiled at me as she gave me a hug.
Wrapping my arm around her, I appreciated how she fit against me, and her curvaceous body felt so good. I kissed her cheek before we let go.
“I’m glad you made it,” I said, waiting for her to sit down.
“Um… me too,” she said, taking a seat, looking around at the restaurant. “This is nice.”
“I unfortunately don’t have the sway I used to when I lived here six years ago,” I said, grabbing the bottle of champagne to pour her a glass.
“Aww, poor Vincent, your charm and good looks aren’t helping you anymore?” Noemi teased, and as much as I was trying to look unimpressed, my lips twitched in amusement.
“Are you saying I ride on my charm and good looks?”
“If the shoe fits,” she shrugged, grabbing her glass, taking a sip as we stared at each other.
This woman definitely needed a good spanking.
“Are you being sassy with me?” I leaned forward deepening my voice. “Sassy girls get spankings and I'm itching to see what your ass looks like red.”
She visibly shivered, making me smirk.
“But that might not be the punishment for you.” I leaned back, taking a sip of my drink. “Maybe orgasm denial for a few hours?”
Noemi coughed, choking after taking a drink, getting us looks from the people around us. I handed her my napkin as she wiped away a few drops on her chin, but a few made it onto her ample chest.
“Are you ready to order?” Our waiter asked, breaking our moment.
“Yes,” I said, ordering an array of appetizers. “Are you allergic to anything?”
“Nope, but I don’t eat a lot of red meat unless it’s a steak,” she replied, as I perused the menu.
I fired off our entrée order with a bottle of white wine. When the waiter left, Noemi looked at me with an amused expression.
“Is that the kind of dom you are? Ordering my food, telling me what to wear and how to fuck’ That's very Christian Grey of you,” she said, taking another sip.
“Who the fuck is Christian Grey?” I growled, wondering if she lied about not having an experience in the community.
Noemi laughed, but it wasn’t just a small conservative laugh, she laughed so hard tears came streaming down her face. I couldn’t help but be amused, but seriously who the hell was Christian Grey?
“I couldn’t help it,” she said, wiping her eyes. “He’s from some romance books and movies. He’s a dom and takes in this little innocent girl, but he’s pretty fucked up. The sex scenes were good though.”
“You’re comparing me to a book character?” I asked, trying to sound angry, but how could I be when her happiness was infectious. “And don’t believe everything you read in books.”
“Not at all, sir,” she said playfully. “I’m sure you are a much better dom and sexier than Jamie Dornan. I mean you scream, daddy.”
I laughed.
