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“Oh, what happened to us having a meal out.”
I laugh, “We’re doing that. But I want you so fucking badly that if I don’t leave this room without you screaming out with an orgasm. It’ll drive me insane.”
Emily blushes, but she smiles at me and starts to move closer to me.
“It tastes so much better than anything they could have served me on a plate.”
She holds her hand to her chest. “You say the sweetest things, Marvin.”
I stand up and start to get to work. We need to eat, I don’t want us to eat in a hurry, but knowing that after we’ve finished the courses, she’s next on the table. Gets me to work, as I say, “Madam, I will be your waiter for the evening. I’ll serve you and after it’s all done. I’ll please you. Better than any man you’ve ever known.”
I spin around and give her the first dish, and her eyes widen as she doesn’t look at the plate, but only me.
She whispers, “You’ve done that already.”
Her comment takes me aback, but I have a mission on my mind, and I could take her now, but I want us to enjoy tonight and then afterward I’ll be enjoying her sweet pussy.
***
I've been looking forward to this. I lean over her to kiss above her breast, but that isn’t where my focus is tonight. My hands slide under the slit of her dress and push it up around her waist. She raises her hips as I tug at her panties, and pull them off her legs, tossing them aside. I spread her thighs with my hands holding then out.
The table is just the right height that I can go down on my knees and press my mouth against her pussy, pressing my tongue inside before running it all over her sex with enthusiasm. The taste of her is strange after the wine, but so much better; so much more desirable.
Emily cries out when I first press my mouth against her, and I take her clit in my mouth and suck, scraping over it with my teeth. She rises on her elbows to look down at me, and I meet her eyes, pulling back and wiping at my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Lay back, princess and relax. It’s just you and me,” I murmur, my voice husky. She just stares at me, her jaw dropped. When she doesn't say anything, I dive back in. She moans, murmurs something that sounds suspiciously like taking the lord's name in vain, then her hands are in my hair, encouraging me. I smile against her sex, getting down to work.
Chapter Thirteen
Emily
It's almost hard to believe— almost hard to accept—that after that perfect last night together, it's all over.
I wake up in bed alone, but the space beside me is ruffled and a little warm, so I’m at least confident that Marvin slept in this bed with me. I start to blush as I remember all the other things we did on this bed. And other places in the hotel suite.
It’s Tuesday morning already, and in a few hours, I will be going home.
We haven't talked about what happens after our time together, and I debate whether to look for him so I can ask him. It’s the end of the weekend, I've upheld my end of our deal. My business is on the verge of closing, but now, after spending the weekend with Marvin things are going to turn around.
That's another thing. Now that my weekend with Marvin is over, I have to start thinking about my business. But my mind can't focus on it as it keeps wondering to Marvin.
I sigh to myself and get out of bed before freezing. My body is sore all over, especially between my thighs. I frown at myself. I’m starting to get greedy now, also ridiculous with how reluctant I was before accepting this deal at all. The fun is over, and we both have lives to get back to, and there’s no need to delay the inevitable.
But… does Marvin want our time together to be over? Because suddenly I think that I wouldn’t mind if we see more of each other.
What does Marvin even see in me?
I make my way to the bathroom for a quick shower. Afterwards, I stand in front of the sink, checking out my body in the mirror above the counter. My face warms in a blush, my mouth
parting in awe because I can see some of where the ache is coming from. I have a bite mark on my left hip, and when I look down at the inside of my right thigh where I felt another deeper ache, there's another bite mark.
I laugh at the idea of leaving here with these memorabilia's as I reach for a towel to cover and rush out of the bathroom. My purse is on the nightstand, and I pick it up, checking inside for my phone and to see if I have any messages.
The idea that there are messages, but I'll deal with them later. I don't want to spoil the remainders of the trip and read them.
I leave the bedroom to see if Marvin’s in the suite. He isn’t, but there’s a note on the table. The last time I saw the table, he had me sprawled out like an eagle as he ate me as if there was no tomorrow.
I push the thoughts out of my mind and move to pick up the piece of paper. According to the note, I’m to wait for Marvin to come pick me up so we can head to the airport. I can order room service. I’m feeling hungry enough to eat something, and make the call to have breakfast brought up.
