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The waiter is also entranced by what he knows is happening under the table. Heck, it is not like I can hide the gasps and whining. “You damn right, baby.”
His knuckle runs up my folds and hits my clit. My lip is trapped between my teeth, holding in the plea threatening to leave my mouth. I never thought I would be one of those girls whose body would love being groped by her boyfriend in public, but this is heightening my need. “Now, run to your house manager and tell him I want another waiter and make it a woman.” He pulls his hand from my pussy and licks the juices from his knuckles. Squish.
My body is so tight from being so worked up and not being able to come. I don’t realize I am pouting until Alex chuckles and pulls my chair closer to his. “Are you mad baby? Did you need that orgasm you thought was coming?” My arms are crossed and I am pretty sure my lip is poked out. Oh boy.
The new waitress comes to the table before I can respond and I can’t help feeling like it might be a good thing. The pouting is new and I don’t know what it means. “What can I get for you two tonight?”
“She will have the grilled salmon with the rice pilaf and grilled cauliflower. I would like the prime plate with a side of broccolini and slaw. For dessert, we will share a tiramisu.”
“Excellent Sir. I will put your order in right away.” She collects the menus from the table and walks away.
Now that the order has been placed, wet chair and all, I really want to know who he spoke too on the phone.
“Alex who was that you called when we first got to the restaurant?” he is so busy staring at me, licking his lips like a tiger eyeing his prey that I am not sure he hears me. His thumb is moving back and forth across my lips. My tongue peeks out and wets the tip of his finger. When he hisses and his eyes dim, I know I have succeeded in making him hard, leaving him in the same state I am in.
“Well played little kitten.” He puts the thumb I licked in his mouth and I whimper because I wish it were my mouth on his right now. My nub is throbbing against this seat, soaking their leather chairs and my thighs. “It was my cousin, Alberto. His father is my grandfather’s brother. He owns this place, but my father is an investor as well.” Wow. His family is amazing. They are entrepreneurs and community supporters. Philanthropist is what they are.
“That is amazing that even your extended family is close to you.” I admire that.
“Do you have cousins or anyone here in town?”
“No. My father and mother never mention their parents and if they have siblings, we haven’t met them.”
“That sucks baby. There is nothing like having a big family.” he says. I look up and see our food being brought out. Everything looks so pretty I don’t want to eat it.
“Sir, the owner asked that our new Chianti be brought to your table if you would be interested?” He looks at me and raises his eyebrow. I look at him as well letting him know I have no clue what she said.
“Sure. Bring us both a glass.” When she walks away I whisper.
“Is she bringing us alcohol?”
“Yeah baby. It is a really light wine. You don’t have to drink all of it but I figured a taste wouldn’t hurt. I don’t want you drunk in anyway when I fuck you, angel.” Ooo, girl. Jezebel is fanning herself right now.
Blushing, I focus on my food. I have had Salmon of course, but nothing like the delicious piece I put in my mouth. Holy moly! This is excellent.
The rest of dinner is fun and filled with conversation. He tells me about his life in Florida and what made him get his first tattoo. He talked about the trouble his brothers used to get into and I find it intriguing actually. They don’t seem like the type to be on the wrong side of the law. But, when he told me about the MC his father was a part of, it all makes sense. My father once told us about an MC in his hometown and how deviant they were.
Between the great food and the conversation, dinner goes by faster than I realize and before I know it, Alex is paying the check and we are walking out. My body shivers from the chill in the air, but also from the brush of his arm against mine. “Are you cold, Pequeña?” he pulls his jacket off and puts it around me.
“No. I am not cold.” his gaze is knowing.
