Page 60 of Sinful Addiction
I lean back enough to see her eyes are closed while she sucks on her bottom lip.I’ll never tire of making her experience the same desire she coerces within me.
“Come on, troublemaker, or we’ll miss our table.”
I wrap my arm around her waist and guide her to the elevator.As soon as the door closes all bets are off.I can’t keep my eyes off her slim, hourglass figure, namely her ass and what’s hidden beneath her gluteal crease, especially in that body fitting dress that compliments every single curve.My hand roves her hips, slowly moving toward her thigh until I find the slit in her dress I was hoping to find.Brushing it aside, my hand disappears under the silky material trailing a path that lights her skin on fire, inch by teasing inch, as I reach her lace panties.The closer I am to touching her the louder her breaths become.I graze my finger over her nub and through her pussy lips until I’m at her entrance.This needy little pixie grabs hold of my forearm to ground herself, but that won’t do shit as I enter two of my fingers inside her wanting pussy.I know we don’t have long until we reach the parking garage and the doors open for anyone on the other side to see, but Lacey thrives off the risk.She loves the thrill.
Her other hand, which clutches her purse, rests against the railing trying to keep herself upright as she rides wave after pleasurable wave.
I keep an eye on the numbers as they dance on the wall panel with every floor we pass, then withdraw my hand as soon as the B lights up.She was on the brink, and I just denied her.
“What the fuck, Antonio?”she rasps.
“I forgot my manners.It’s rude to play with your food,” I affirm.
“You’re a merciless asshole.That wasn’t fair.Maybe I won’t let you near the… nope I can’t do it.I can’t refer to myself as fresh meat or your food.You’re sick.”The way she hunches her shoulders and screws up her little nose is fucking adorable.
“Yet you love when I feast on your cunt.”I smirk.
“Oh, for crying out loud.Will you stop calling my pussy a cunt and referring to it as your dinner!”she shouts loud enough for the people on the other side of the opening doors to hear her every word.
Lacey’s hands fly to her mouth, humiliation sinking in.The pink glow on her cheeks is enough to light up any room.However, her brows and the death glare aimed toward me is anything but bright.
I nod to the elderly couple waiting to enter as Lacey rushes past us all.I follow her to the second pillar before she turns on me ready to take revenge.
The rise and fall of her chest is mesmerizing as she seethes under the surface.So is the way her dark pupils bore into mine with violent thoughts.It’s the way she composes herself with poise even when wanting to rip me a new one that has my cock stiffer than a dead body six feet under.
I’m waiting for my hellion to pounce.
“I want to attack the shit out of you right now, but I more so don’t want to ruin this dress, and I’m starving—for food.So, get your ass in whatever the fuck car we’re taking and take me to the restaurant.”
I reach into my pocket and pull out the key fob, aim it in the direction and push the button.My car lights up like Times Square as the locks disengage.
“After you, pet,” I usher her to the passenger door, then wait for her to slide in.
Her silence grows with every mile we drive; thankfully it’s a short journey to the restaurant she chose.
I’m fully aware I’m using dinner as a distraction tactic.We wouldn’t be here if I didn’t know the owner and trusted his judgment.If Lacey chose somewhere I didn’t approve of, then I would have suggested somewhere else.Luckily for me that wasn’t necessary, and she didn’t have to think I was any more of an asshole until I made her upset with me anyhow.
We walk past the host who greets us formally, then are shown to our table.I never have to worry about table space as I have my own designated table at the back of the restaurant, which provides privacy and a more intimate setting.
The moment the wait staff are gone and it’s just the two of us, I shuffle toward Lacey who is on the opposite side of the U-shaped booth to me.The dim lighting from the chandeliers is perfect enough to hide a person’s features from a distance, so no staff walking toward us will know what is happening until they’re at our table.
As I reach Lacey’s side, her hands clench the material of her dress.A total contradiction of the expressiontouch me and you dieshe wears.I hold eye contact, unblinking, as I brush the back of my hand along her outer thigh.Her muscles spasm each time I move, tensing and untensing as she tries her hardest to stay unaffected.
She makes no attempt to swat my hand away, rather she rests both on the table in an attempt to look natural when in fact she’s about to combust.
With my focus on her beautiful complexion, I inch my hand upward until I find the split in her dress.Like before I brush it to the side and waste no time inserting two fingers into her sweet juices.
“Always so tight,” I drawl as I increase the cadence, twisting and curling my fingers to find the golden spot.
“Oh, yes, that’s it.Holy fuck, Antonio, I’m almost there,” she hums, trying to keep her voice low so other patrons can’t hear her building orgasm in the same restaurant they’ve come to eat dinner in.
I withdraw my fingers, then Lacey grabs hold of my wrist in a death grip.“Don’t you fucking dare leave me hanging a second time, asshole,” she spits venom at me.
“Lift up your dress and sit on me.Now, pet.”I unzip my trousers to let my cock free and her eyes widen with hunger.The flick of her tongue over her lower lip leaves a glistening residue that I'd love wrapped around my cock, but we don’t have enough time for that.
She gets the memo and is straddling my thighs while I impale myself inside her.I steal her mouth to quieten the moans I know she’ll make while bucking my hips with an unforgiving force.Her walls tighten and her body starts shaking, that’s when I know her orgasm is coming hard.I plant my feet against the wooden bench seat while holding her hips in place so she can’t move, letting my orgasm fill her.
“Fuck that was hot,” she hisses as her head rests on my shoulder.“We need to go out more often.”Her sleep mused voice whispers.