Chapter 13

Chris held a fork of pasta close to her mouth, urging her to take a bite. He watched her lips part and lightly bite at it. Something about the notion of feeding her and watching her eat was erotic, the tension between the two increased with each bite, as she moaned to the flavors of the food.

When she was finally done, she placed her hand on his knee, her fingers lurking close to the part of Chris that was affected the most by her. A smile played on her lips as she knowingly took another sip of her wine, her eyes never looking at him.

“Dessert?” Chris asked. His voice a few tones deeper from his own arousal at watching her eat.

Chris never knew dinner to be form of foreplay, yet here he was aroused by the simple act of eating. Every so often the goddess would lean in closer and say things to him. Either responding to the conversation or merely teasing him, telling him all the naughty things they could do together. Or like now she would simply stroke his thigh and smile.

“Sure” her voice unaffected. It was driving Chris crazy.

Soon they decided on something called as a freak shake that was basically a big jar filled with chocolate syrup, brownies, ice cream, gummy bears and what not.

“So tell me Chris what is it that you do for work, I mean?”

“I basically own restaurants. The chain of restaurants called fort. Have you heard of them?”

Aiyana’s eyes widened. Fort was a series of themed restaurants open all over the state. Each part had a different theme, all hiring the best of the chefs in the world. The varying themes had a different menu each week; no dish was to be repeated until 6 months of the last time. They were very exclusive and very expensive and the fact that Chris owned this chain would make him very, exclusive himself.

“I have never been able to get into one.”

Chris leaned in this time, his teeth clasping at Aiyana’s lobe sucking at it, before he whispered to her,

“I’ll take you there next time. I am opening a branch here now; I could always take you for a private preopening meal. Just the two of us.”

Aiyana nodded in nonchalance, despite feeling anything but that. The fact that he seemed to believe that she was unaffected was a great act on behalf of Aiyana. If he touched her between her legs right now he would find his fingers coated with her arousal. Sliding easily against his touch. But, he was too much of gentleman to actually touch her. She wished he was not. At least not at this moment.

When the jar arrived, Aiyana dipped her spoon in the ice cream waiting for it to slowly melt before letting it touch her lips. As Chris’ eyes watched it slowly drip down her lips, down her neck. His breath hitched a little as the drop slipped lower, leaning in slightly, letting his thumb draw up the drop of the liquid that had almost reached the base of her neck. His eyes were molted with lust and mesmerized by the single drop caressing her skin.

He retraced the path of the ice cream, collecting the liquid on the pad of his thumb before popping it in his mouth. His lips circled around the finger as Aiyana watched him.

It finally instigated an obvious response on her part as she groaned loudly, making Chris smile.

“Next time I’ll use my lips.” With a wink he dipped his spoon inside and licked at the ice cream he collected in his spoon. His long tongue darting out in slow circles.

Aiyana crossed her legs one on top of the other to add some pressure to her hyposensitized core, as arousal began to drip along her panties drenching her.

Chris took another dollop of ice cream but this time he pulled Aiyana by her hair and bent her head back before bring the spoon close to Aiyana’s neck, letting it slowly melt along her neck and between her breasts, never leaving Aiyana’s gaze as the cool liquid made its way.

“You have been playing with, Querida. Now face the music”

With that Chris bent his face close to her ear, feeling him exhale his hot breath there as if waiting for her to stop him. Aiyana knew she would not; her arousal was past the point of stopping.

When, he realized she might not stop him, his lips kissed the spot right below her ear before his face dipped to the side of her neck. His tongue delved and licked at her skin. Leaving behind heat and goose bumps in its wake.

He moved slowly down, following the path of the ice cream, slowly moving closer to the very low neckline of the pink strapless dress she wore, tracing the dip in between.

Aiyana’s breath hitched as her nails dug deeper into his thighs and her teeth bit at her lower lip. Chris watched her through his lashes, watching her respond to him. He had been aroused the entire night as he watched her breasts almost falling out of her dress and now he finally tasted her where he wanted to. His own hands sliding under the short length of her skirt; easing up to her core. One finger extended to brush against the scorched lace, drenched in her arousal was all it took.

His finger curled around the string of her panties and with a sharp tug they were torn before a finger entered inside her. Aiyana’s muscles calming around the invasion.

“Sir?”

The waiter had come, pulling them both out of the trance. Chris turned back with a sigh knowing the moment was lost as he waived off the waiter to bring the check.