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“Would you like me to change anything?”

“No.” I grinned, staring at his image through the glass as he stood behind me.

“Then I’m going to need you to relax.”

I peeked over my shoulder, allowing my eyes to move over the full length of his sexy frame. “Easy for you to say. I’m the prey, you’re the predator.”

He chuckled and shrugged. “Unfortunately that’s a very true statement but I hope you wouldn’t mind that I’m hunting.” The low rasp of his voice vibrated through me. I was already high off him but that damn voice and his tone was pushing me over the edge.

Oh God, this man.

“I don’t.”

“Good, let’s get started then.”

“I hope getting started leads to food.”

“It does.”

I made my way to him and with his hand at the small of my back, he guided me to a table in the corner. Instead of allowing me to sit on my own, I was positioned onto his lap and the warmth of his body beneath me added another layer of intimacy to my already overwhelmed senses.

“What are we eating?”

“I probably should have asked but I had a plan for our evening so I made an assumption.”

“Should I be worried?”

“Not at all.” He gripped my thigh with one hand and lifted the dome off the first item with the other. It smelled amazing. I grinned and arched a brow when I noticed what was on the plate.

“Oysters?”

“Grilled with Cajun butter, charred shrimp, and fennel.”

“That’s an interesting combination.”

“It is.” He lifted one and placed it to my lips, feeding me. Oh my, it was perfection. I chewed slowly, moaning through my delight while he watched me with a narrowed stare. When I chased it with wine, he smiled.

“Good?”

“Very.”

“I’m sure you’re already aware of the intended goal for oysters so I won’t explain but fennel is known in Ancient Egypt as an agent that boosts the libido.”

“I don’t think either one of us needs help in that area.” I rocked my hips which moved my ass over the swell of him beneath me.

He laughed lightly, lifting another oyster to feed me. “No, we don’t but I figured why not add to our already heightened libidos.”

“What else do we have?”

“Carpaccio with mustard sauce, garlic langostino, and lamb chops with basil.”

“Which do what?”

I leaned forward and lifted an oyster which I fed to him. He chewed sinfully slow then kissed me after swallowing.

“These are good, but you’re better.”

“I know.” I grinned and he kissed me again, speaking against my lips. “The mustard stimulates sexual glands, the heat from the garlic enhances sexual desires, and basil boosts fertility.”

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