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“So would I. Would you have dinner with me tomorrow?”
Would he have breakfast with me tomorrow?
“I’d like that. I have a late meeting at four-thirty, but I should be done by six.”
“Where would you like to go?”
“Surprise me.”
He grins and waggles his eyebrows.
“Anything you won’t eat?”
“Why do I feel like you’re going to find the spiciest food in the city?”
“I own Constantine’s and Vita Bella. We can have the best table at either of them.”
I press my chest against his as my hands rest on his waist.
“Somehow, I think you can always have the best table anywhere you go.”
“True. But I rarely bother. For you, I’ll make sure we do.”
“Enzo, you don’t have to impress me. I already want to see you again.”
“Spoil not impress,piccolina.”
That makes me shiver. We leave the coffee shop, neither looking at the barista as we walk past the counter. We head back to my car, and he still has his arm around my waist.
“Where’d you park?”
“I came with Maria and Matteo. I’ll have a car pick me up from Donatelli’s. It’s just down the block and a family favorite. The owner is Uncle Salvatore’s best friend.”
“I can take you home.”
Did I sound too eager?”
“I live in Manhattan.”
“So do I. I have to head that way anyhow.”
He hesitates, then nods. My brow furrows.
“If you drive me home, I don’t think I can withstand the temptation to invite you up. When you say no — which you should — it might crush me.”
“Why should I say no?”
“Because as much as I want you, I want you for more than a quick fuck, Chelle. I don’t want you to wake up in the morning and regret anything.”
“Why are you assuming I’d regret it?”
“Because your best friend is Laura Kutsenko. She will lose her ever-loving mind when she finds out you had chai with me. If you come home with me tonight, it’ll put a rift between you which you’ll regret.”
He opens my door, but I turn toward him. I lean in and kiss him. Like really kiss. Like I want him to rip my clothes off in the parking lot and fuck me right now. Like I’d get down on my knees and deep throat him right now, and I don’t even like giving blow jobs.
His hand goes to my throat and rests there for a moment, the pressure incredibly arousing. Then he slides it up my neck and fists my hair. He’s in control now. I may have started the kiss, but he’s taking the lead. He shifts me until I’m leaning against the rear passenger door. He inches his leg between my thighs and presses until my pussy rubs against him. Fucking hell. I want to come already.
“Little girl, I’m going to take you out to dinner tomorrow night. Then I’m going to take you out three more times. You decide where. Then, if after our fourth date, you still want this, I’m going to strip you bare in my bedroom. I’m going to lick every inch of you until you think you’ll scream if you don’t come. I’m going to suck your clit until I taste you coming. Only then will I fuck you until you’re sore. Every step you take the next day will remind you that my cock was inside you, making you come all night. Every step you take will remind you how badly you need me to fuck you again. Every step you take will remind you that you’re mine.”
