Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
“Will that be all, sir? Can I get you anything else before the staff and I leave?” Phillip comes over to ask after the last patron has left the restaurant.
“That will be all. You can cut the lights in the front and dim the ones in the main dining room. Lock the front door, we’ll be leaving through the back,” I reply.
“Will do,” Phillip says, still looking perplexed. “Have a good evening, Sir.”
The lights dim and the restaurant falls completely silent after the workers leave through the front. I stand from my seat, removing my suit jacket. Sidney’s eyes follow mine, craning her neck to do so.
“You do understand I’m about to ruin you,” I say, releasing my cuff links.
“Wow, you’re awfully cocky,” she says huskily.
“You have no idea.” I lick my lips, removing my now unbuttoned shirt.
I round the table, lifting her from her seat and turn her back to me, pulling her into my front. Her round ass moves into me, fitting her body to me perfectly. I splay hands over her belly as I lean into her ear.
“This is it, Sid. Once I take you, you belong to me,” I whisper in her ear.
“You’re all talk, so far,” she breathes out.
I laugh, bending my head to kiss her neck. Slowly, I move my hands to release the zipper on the back of her dress. The fabric of the tight satin dress parts to reveal the soft skin I’ve longed to caress. I slip my hand into the parted fabric, gliding my hand from her side around to her front.
I cup her heavy mound, kneading it while nibbling on her neck. Sid gasps when I suck her flesh into my mouth. It’s a sound I will be committing to memory.
I edge my free hand into her dress to push it from her body. Pure satin greets my fingertips. I’ve never felt skin as smooth and soft. She shivers as goose bumps rise on her flesh.
I push the dress down far enough for it to fall at her feet on its own. Slowly, I retrace the path my hand just followed, I reach the clasp of her bra and release it, letting the garment fall to the floor with her dress.
“Bend and grab your ankles,” I command.
I grin when she follows the command without hesitation, both hands wrapping her ankles. I step back to take in the view. The lace thong she’s wearing is soaked through. The purple lace fabric has darkened from her juices.
I run my hand down my face, as long as I’ve waited for this, I don’t want to rush a moment. I just stare and take my time. Not only are her black suede heels complementing the sight, but they’re also bringing her to a nice height. Her plump globes, thick thighs, and sexy calves have my mind bellowing for me to hurry up and fuck her.
I ignore my eager thoughts, removing my shoes and slacks instead. I move closer, smoothing my hands over her ass, over her back, then repeat. On the third pass, I spread her cheeks, hissing at the gorgeous sight her fat pussy makes. Reaching for her thong, I peel it down her legs, dropping to my knees as I pull the fabric down. Her pussy lips glistening back at me.
I lean in and inhale, loving the scent of her essence. I kiss first her right cheek, then her left. I watch as I run my thumb through her wet folds. My finger comes away completely soaked.
I stick the digit into my mouth and suck, enjoying her flavor and the sound of her panting with want. No longer able to continue torturing us both, I dip my head, going in for my first lick. I groan when a full sample of her sweetness blesses my tongue.
She tastes better than I could ever have imagined. I’ve tasted some of the most expensive and fine wines, liquors, and divine chocolates. None of those can compare to the succulent flavor of her core.
It’s so juicy and sweet, I feel like I might drool on myself. I devour her, adding more vigor when her cries ring out across the empty restaurant. I eat her up like she’s a five-star, four-course meal. I pry her open with my thumbs for my full feast. My face is drenched in her honey.
“Clayton, I’m…oh, God,” she purrs out.
I growl into her when I feel her release bloom and explode. I want another, but I know I can’t wait any longer. Standing, I pluck her up into my arms. Her heels fall from her feet as I turn her and swiftly place her on the table.
“Grab your knees and spread your legs.”
I watch with a thrill at her quick obedience. The vision of her spread before me tugs at something deep within. I reach for her hips and pull her body down closer to the edge of the table.