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The servers wish us a good night before leaving through the main door. They are already paid and I’m sure they have left the dinner warming in the oven for us as instructed. But food is the last thing on my mind, and if I’m not wrong, on Hope’s mind too.
She places the tartlet back on the plate and a rare mischief shines in her eyes when she says, “Privileges of rich guys.”
I chuckle. Of course she would be aware that Petit Valentien doesn’t do deliveries. But I booked their catering service. They are getting paid for a dinner for twenty. Hope will get nothing less from me. I’ll be the best fucking boyfriend in town.
She’s my first girlfriend.
This is my first date.
Tonight will be nothing but amazing.
“I will show you privileges ofthisrich guy,” I say before bringing my lips closer to hers. “You have thought this through?”
Her closed eyes open in a flash before she smiles, twisting my heart a bit more. “Since you have walked into my life, there’s been no thinking.”
I grin at her perfect reply. “But it’s not been a bad ride, right?”
She smiles and shakes her head. For a second, I fucking pray that I never do anything to let that smile slip from her face for even a minute.
But it’s you, you prick.
Before I get in a battle with my own mind, I place my lips on hers. I suck on them before teasing them open with my tongue. I feast on her delicious mouth hungrily as my hands brush away the hair on her face before pulling them in a bunch just tightly enough to get a moan out of her.
Her body makes an unsuccessful attempt to move, but I silence her actions by placing her flat on the couch, my erection digging into her stomach. She returns everything with the same fervor.
Her presence calms the beast inside me, knowing that she will not disappear in the morning, knowing that this is not dirty, knowing that she wants this as much as I do, not because I’m paying her but because she wantsme.
I gaze into her wild eyes, huge and glossy with excitement. “I’m passionate and driven in life, Hopper, and the same goes for sex. I fuck hard and intensely, know this.”
Her eyes widen and her blushing face looks peachy under the warm light of the room. I can’t resist and bite her cheek. She whimpers as I run my tongue over the bite. She arches her back, bringing her chest closer to mine, and I grip her waist, running my tongue from her cheek to her neck and lower to the limited cleavage exposed through her modest dress.
“Say you agree.” I look up, halting my ministrations.
She nods. I push the neck of her dress lower and bite just above the rising of her breast. “I want to hear you say it, Hope.”
Her shivers and moans are like fuel to the raging fire inside of me. I push her dress to her waist and bite her nipple through the plain black cotton bra.
“Say it,” I hiss, my self-control hanging on a thin rope ready to snap at any second.
“Uh-huh,” she mumbles as I grip one of her breasts.
“Say it clearly or I’ll stop.”
“Yes. No. Don’t…stop. Please,” she begs incoherently.
I open the front clasp on her bra. Her consent unleashes something within me. I’m not a patient man, but God, my hands shake for a beat when my eyes lock on to her full breasts tipped with apricot-colored nipples.
She is fucking gorgeous!
I kiss her nipples almost reverently before putting one of them in my mouth. When my teeth gently bites on them, she cries, “Zach!”
But I don’t stop.
I listen to her every groan as I reach down and find the hem of her dress. After balling the skirt, I glide my hands up. She squirms and I can feel the goose bumps rising on her skin. It feels as if her body is brought to life by my touch drifting up her legs.
I feel…powerful, a rare sensation for me during sex.
She’s so fucking turned on that I can smell her excitement. My hands find her cotton panties and I dive in, pushing them to the side. I rub my fingers over her sex, and damn is she wet.
