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“Jesus Christ, darlin’.” Dropping my forehead to rest on her shoulder, I bite my tongue to keep from dropping to my knees and worshipping her right here and now.
“Problem?” Her impish question has me growling as my fingers slide up further petting her delicate, smooth, pussy just begging to be fucked by me.
“In a way.” Her breath catches when I slip a finger up and down her slit, petting my sweet kitty, leaking sugar all over my hand. “I bet you taste delicious,” I whisper in her ear, my breathing heavy, and I’m sure my shoulders are heaving with the control I’m trying to manage.
Turning her head slightly, her lips glide across mine, “You’ll have to find out later.” Fucking vixen. She’s about to turn me inside out with just her killer smile and teasing eyes.
If it weren’t for my parents sitting here, I’d be two fingers deep inside her virgin cunt and pumping until she came for me. I already know I’m going to have issues with them so I’m not going to add fuel to the fire when Star could be the one burned in the crossfire.
Reluctantly, I drag my hand away from between her legs, flicking her clit gently as I do. Star jumps and slides me a glare before biting back a moan and sucking on her lower lip. Using the hand I just had between her legs, I pull her lip from between her pearly whites, smear her pussy juice across it, and suck on her like a lollipop.
“Delicious,” I murmur as the table fills up and the caterer’s begin serving dinner.
“So Leon, it looks like we’re going to be stuck in the hotel for the night, the snow is only getting heavier. Would you like to share my room?” Rachael asks as she takes a sip of her wine.
“We’re not up for an audience tonight, Rach, thanks anyway.” I don’t take my eyes off of Star as she tears off a piece of her bun, dips it in gravy and takes a big bite. Trying to hide the smile on her lips with chewing.
“An audience?” Rachael asks and I can tell she’s about two glasses of wine away from a blackout night.
“Yes,” I sigh. She obviously needs me to spell it out. “I’m not pleased with the idea of sharing my woman with another person, man or woman. She’s mine and only mine. No one else deserves to see her perfection.”
One couple chuckles, the other pretends to ignore the conversation, my parents glare at me, and I think Rachael has swallowed her tongue.
“That’s disgusting,” she finally croaks out.
“You wouldn’t let it go,” I tell her pointedly.
Star nudges my shoulder, offering me a bite of cranberries mixed with potatoes. I want to tell her no, I hate cranberries, but for her I’ll try anything. Surprisingly, it’s not terrible.
The rest of the dinner conversation is relatively quiet as everyone tries to converse with their spouses and stay out of the line of fire I seem to be under. By the time dessert is ready to be served, I flag a waiter down and ask him to have it sent up to our room for us along with a bottle of champagne.
“Come on,” I grip Star’s hand and pull her onto the dance floor as the curtains hiding Rockefeller square and the tree are opened to show a winter wonderland.
“It’s like a snow globe,” Star marvels, resting her head on my chest as I guide her around the dance floor. Holding her close and steering her away from prying eyes when I see them trying to get a glimpse of her.
“It’s perfect,” I whisper into her hair, not looking outside but at her. The woman I swear I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. I want her more than anything else in the world and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine.
One song leads into another, more couples join us on the dance floor, and somehow we wind up in the middle of bodies when I bring us to a slow stop. Pulling Star’s body into mine, I lean down to kiss her, needing her flavor on my tongue, her hands on my body.
Our hips continue to sway with the slow music and soon, I know it looks like exactly what I want. Us making love on the dance floor without revealing a damn thing. My patience grows thin and as I pull away, I have to hold Star up.
“Can I take you upstairs now?” I reserved the penthouse suite with a view of the square I know she’s going to love.
Her long dark lashes slowly lift to allow me to see her stunning eyes and when she gives a quick nod, I don’t hesitate to sweep her out of the corner door, where it’s unlikely someone will see us leaving and catch the elevator before it can close. Her hushed giggles make my heart pound.
CHAPTER7
Star
THE PENTHOUSE SUITE
Leon stays on the other side of the elevator, his eyes eating me up from behind and I think it’s because if, no when he touches me while we’re alone, he won’t be able to stop.
As someone who only had her first kiss this evening, that should terrify me. I haven’t been harboring my virginity as a gift to my future husband or anything. I simply hadn’t met a man worth losing it to for the sake of getting it over with.
While I know the first time will hurt, I still want to enjoy everything that comes before it, perhaps even after. Leon seems like the kind of man who knows how to please someone as innocent as me. Even though I haven’t told him I’m a virgin, he somehow knows that too.
The car dings, ending our ride as the doors open to a beautiful suite filled with Christmas trees covered in white lights. The large window in the center of the room is frosted but overlooks the square outside so I can see the city’s largest outdoor tree and the skating rink in front of it.
