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“I much prefer the comfort of my bed for late-night negotiations,” she said, her voice dropping to a sultry tone that sent a shiver down my spine. Her eyes gleamed with mischief, and I nearly groaned. She was teasing me; I was almost sure of it.
I popped a taro root dumpling into my mouth, chewing thoughtfully before responding. “Is that where you were negotiating with me?”
“Maybe,” she said, her voice light but laced with implication. “What does your mind conjure up? That I was sitting on my bed dressed in white, see-through lingerie while I negotiated for a fair deal?”
I swallowed hard, feeling my throat tighten. “Were you?” I croaked, barely managing to get the words out.
“In your dreams,” she replied with a playful smirk. “I was wearing a tank top and shorts while sipping a glass of wine. I rarely wear lingerie.”
My heart skipped a beat as I imagined her in that casual yet alluring attire. “What is your preference for sleepwear?” I asked, my voice a little rough.
“Nothing, usually,” she said nonchalantly, as if she hadn’t just set my imagination on fire.
A fine layer of sweat began to form on my forehead, and it had nothing to do with the chili sauce I’d added to my food. The thought of her naked in bed was the last thing I needed in my head right now. I quickly reached for my water glass, draining half of it before crunching a few slivers of ice in my mouth, desperate for a distraction.
“Ice again?” Erika asked, amusement twinkling in her eyes as she watched me.
“I’m sorry,” I said, feeling a bit sheepish. “I was being a jerk, but you crunched popcorn in my ear.”
“I guess I deserved it,” she replied with a soft chuckle.
Just then, the waiter returned with our refilled pot of tea. I poured some into Erika’s white ceramic cup, watching her closely.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice warm as she reached for two packets of sugar, emptying them into the tea with practiced ease. I made a mental note of her preference.
“Would you like some dessert?” I asked, setting the teapot down.
“What did you have in mind?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at me.
“They have some delicious mango pudding or egg tarts,” I suggested, leaning forward a bit.
“I think I’ll pass,” she said, placing a hand on her stomach. “I’m stuffed.”
“I’m glad you let me feed you,” I said, smiling at her.
“Thank you for the invite,” she replied, her eyes locking onto mine.
I hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Would you like to share a nightcap?”
“And where would I do that?” she asked, a playful glint in her eye.
“My apartment,” I said smoothly, holding her gaze.
“Your apartment?” she echoed, her voice teasing but curious.
“I promise I don’t bite,” I said, leaning in closer, my voice dropping to a husky whisper, “unless you want me to.”
Erika shivered, a reaction she couldn’t quite hide, and I knew I’d gotten to her.
“Nightcap, huh?” she said, her tone light but with a hint of something more.
“Yes,” I confirmed, offering her a subtle out. “That’s all I ask. We can have a nice conversation and a glass of wine.”
But in my mind, I was thinking of much more. By the time we finished our nightcap, I intended to have her begging me for more than just conversation. The ride to my apartment was silent except for the soft hum from Erika as I ran my thumb over her delicate hand. I slid my fingers under her chin and gently kissed her. Once we got to my apartment, the sparks were flying and I backed her to the couch.
I buried my head between Erika’s breasts, the soft flesh warm against my lips as I inhaled her intoxicating scent. My cock strained against my pants, and it took all my self-control not to rip her clothes off and take her right there. Her nails dug into my scalp, a gentle tug that sent a shiver down my spine. I traced my tongue between her cleavage, trailing up to the hollow of her throat where I focused my attention, sucking and nipping at her delicate skin. A low moan escaped her lips, sending a thrill through me.
“I thought we were just talking?” she whispered, her voice breathy and uncertain.
