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I watched her closely. She picked up her glass and took a sip of the wine. She suddenly glances away from me but not before I see the flush look that flames to her cheeks. A small smile grows on her lips.
“Wow. You finally smiled for me. Albeit a small one. I’ll take what I can get,” I grinned. She looks at me once again and shakes her head.
“Do you behave like this with all of your female employees Mr. Redding?”
“Call me Seth please. And the answer is no. I’ve never behaved like this with any of my employees. I’ve never wanted to until you came along. I swear.
I love watching the conflicted emotions flitting against Khadejah’s face. My eyes take her in completely. She’s all woman. Soft in all the right places, she’s not stick thin like the bony women I usually date. I take in her russet colored eyes, her lips are heart shaped and thick, I crave to kiss the curve of her neckline and bury my face in her busty cleavage. I become hard just thinking about it. I pick up my wine glass and take a long sip.
My eyes trail upward and lock with hers again. Everything around me fades away except her beauty. I become slightly annoyed when the server rolls over our meal. The desirous haze surrounding us is thick. I know she feels something. I can see it in her eyes. I must remain calm because I don’t want to scare her off. Khadejah is fragile but I have to have her. I feel the need to fuck her until she forgets the man that ever brought pain to her door.
I barely give the server a quick thank you after he places our meals before us. I even find it sexy the way Khadejah eats. With every bite of my food I think of having Khadejah open and bare before me with her legs draped over my shoulder. I wondered what she tastes like. I wondered what it felt like for my shaft to be buried into her cunt to the hilt.
I keep catching her lingering gazes as she brings her glass to her thick lips. My cock twitches. I am in need of a good fucking and Khadejah Butler is the woman I crave to fuck. But we finish our meals with relatively silence. The clinking of forks and conversations from other nearby patrons become white noise. Khadejah is bewitching and I’m completely under her spell.
I constantly refill our wine glasses and order a second bottle. I must make her mine. I won’t rest until I do. We finish eating our meals and dessert arrives. “Here have a taste,” I picked up my spoon and offered her a taste.
“No, I can’t. I--,”
“Yes, you can. You know you want to,” I brought the spoon closer to her lips. “Open.”
“Okay, but only a small taste,” she replied. I spoon the dessert into her mouth wishing it was my cock. Time remains still. I watch her eyes slowly close and a pleasurable moan escaped her lips.
“Mmm,” this is delicious,” her eyes popped open to meet my own. “You should have a taste.”
I dip the spoon into my bowl and bring the spoon to my lips. I let the flavors of the fruit glide over my tongue. “Yes, very good,” I finally found my voice to say.
“Here, taste some more, I fed her and then myself. We sipped on the wine between eating the dessert. I secretly savored the intimacy of us eating from the same spoon. This would be the closet I got to her essence tonight.
Something changed between Khadejah and me that night. I just hoped that meant she would open up to me because soon she would be in my bed and she would be mine to taste of her delectable sweetness at my leisure.
