Page 55 of Appealing Evidence


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Man, I needed him, and this whole gentleman business was turning me on. “How soon until Matteo leaves?” I asked him, while unstrapping my heels beneath the table.

“As soon as I pay him, why?” he asked, taking a scoop of his cheesecake, leaving some of that cream on his lips. My eyes became heavy with desire as I leaned forward, pulling him along with me so I could lick the cream. He groaned.

“I’m going crazy with desire for you,” I said. “I want you all to myself.” I bit my lip as the need to grind my lower half against the chair hit me out of nowhere. I’d much rather grind my hips against him.

His eyes darkened, and he smirked before groaning. “I’m trying to be good here,” he said.

“You are good, better than good, actually,” I said with a smile.

“Tiffany,” he breathed.

“Jared,” I said against his lips. Sighing, I kissed him and pulled away as the muscles in his face tensed. “If you don’t want to, it’s okay, but I’ll need a minute,” I resigned.

“It’s not that I don’t want to.” His voice was low and gravelly. It teased my senses.

“Then what is it?” I asked.

“I want you to know I respect you, and that I value our time together,” he said.

I shook my head. “Okay? Does fucking me, respecting me, and valuing me have to be mutually exclusive?” I asked.

His eyes lit up as he smiled. It was like he’d never thought of it. “I guess not,” he said.

Reaching up under my skirt, I scooted around on the seat until I was able to wiggle my hips out of my underwear.

He grinned at my movements, watching me. “What are you doing?” he asked.

With my panties around my ankle, I raised my foot between his crotch. He bit his lip and groaned. “Look under the table,” I said.

He moved the white tablecloth, and his face tensed as his breathing increased. “Fuck,” he said, running his hand up my leg and groaning in frustration when the table was in the way.

He pushed back his chair and reached for mine, pulling me closer to him. I gasped as my body jerked, and my tender breasts pressed against the fabric of my dress.

“Don’t you want Matteo to leave first?” I asked as his hand settled on my thigh.

“I’ll pay him soon, but I think it’s hot trying not to get caught, don’t you?” he asked, and my heartbeat raced.

Nodding, I leaned in to kiss him, and his hand moved up further. Pausing to breathe in anticipation, I licked my lips and listened out for Matteo. He kissed my neck just as his finger found my wetness. Gasping, I moaned, biting down on my lip.

“You know I get loud; do you think this is a good idea?” I asked him with patchy breaths as he went for it between my legs without much pacing or giving me enough time to warm up. He had turned the heat up on its highest level instantly and as a moan escaped me, he shushed me, pressing his lips to mine.

“Try to control it,” he said. “Trust me, holding yourself back is hot. You should feel how hard I am right now from trying to control myself all night.” He grinned.

“Shit,” I said as my hips rocked the chair beneath my ass. The legs knocked against the floor, and I tried to force my hips to sit still as he worked my clit until I was on the verge of tears in pleasure.

“Oh, my goodness,” I whispered against his lips. There was a subtle stroke of his thumb across my nipple beneath my dress, causing another loud moan to escape me. He grinned.

“I don’t think I can hold myself back much longer,” I breathed as the pressure in my belly built.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

I shook my head so hard, my hair whipped across my face, causing pieces to stick onto my dampened skin. “No, no, please don’t,” I wheezed.

He smiled and kept going until… until.

“Will that be all, Mr. Crawford?” Matteo’s voice almost made me jump out of my skin, which somehow led to the most intense fucking orgasm I thought I’d ever experienced. I bit my lip and used my hair to hide my face. Covering my mouth with a hand, I came hard as Jared pulled away. Fuck, my body tried to shake as I fought to keep it still and shit, my eyes rolled over in my head as I tried not to make a peep.

Jared cleared his throat. “Yes, that will be all. Thank you. I’ll meet you in the kitchen soon,” he said.

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