[ He was salivating at the idea. Not just being able to taste her but Jessica also had gorgeous legs. It was difficult keeping the excitement down, just thinking of her in a dress or skirt. ]
[She wasn't saying no to the dress or skirt. Hell, the idea of him doing filthy things to her in public and the danger of getting caught had a thrill going through her.]
I think you're enjoying talking about it almost as much as you'd enjoy doing it. So, my pretty little thing, what restaurant do you want to have this little contest in? And when?
Good thing you're on the menu for tonight and not me, then. Means I don't have to change.
[That look. That fucking look made everything inside her flutter and twist. She moved in to stand close to him, shorter than him by a couple inches, just barely, and looked up enough to let her nose brush lightly against his.]
You make me want to be a hell of a lot dirtier than I've ever been.
In fact, I think I'll need a taste to hold me off until dinner.
[ With an impish smirk, he firmly gripped her hand then leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before returning to his usual hobble when walking with an erection. ]
Ah, but then you'll have an advantage. I don't know if I should torture you or not.
[Glancing down at him, she felt that heat blaze through her again at the fact he was in the condition he was, just from a little chit-chat. God, the man did things to her that defied logic.]
Maybe I'll just make you get me off orally and keep it all built up until I go down on you in the restaurant. Maybe I'll be Evil Jessica tonight.
Baby, I would love if you stripped. You know how much I love watching you do pretty much anything.
[One day she was going to get it through that head of his that as far as she was concerned, he was the alpha and omega of all that was hot and sexy. He did it for her. His scent. His voice. The way he moved- God, the way he moved. She'd be all riled up and then he'd look at her with that very obvious desire in his eyes and she'd be on fire. Some days, it took all that strength of hers to not just pounce on him wherever they were and have him.]
[ It was impossible for him to put into words how much it meant to be desired. Granted, Diego could always be brash or cocky when he fought but had never been able to muster that confidence in being himself. His father made sure to strip him of it at every chance where not even the encouragement and kindness that Grace showed him had helped him do more than beat his stuttering. Jessica was building in him what no one, including Diego, had been able to do before. ]
So I get a show before dinner? I like the sound of that.
[That he needed that building would always sit painfully with her. That he'd come to her with wounds that had healed over wrong and given him issues that she had to work through with him made her see red. Not that she was a stunning representation of a healthy psyche. But still...]
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[She scrunched her nose up at him in return, showing him what she meant.]
Same restaurant and time, or different?
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Same restaurant is only fair. We could have a rematch in another one.
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I'd have to wear a dress. Or at least a skirt.
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[ He was salivating at the idea. Not just being able to taste her but Jessica also had gorgeous legs. It was difficult keeping the excitement down, just thinking of her in a dress or skirt. ]
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[She wasn't saying no to the dress or skirt. Hell, the idea of him doing filthy things to her in public and the danger of getting caught had a thrill going through her.]
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You just have to make sure not to let a drop go to waste and I'll lick my plate clean.
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[ He held a pensive look and realized thinking was not a strong suit when turned on. His hungry gaze became a challenging one. ]
Per Se on Columbus. The place has low lighting and long tablecloths. And I'm ready when you are.
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[That look. That fucking look made everything inside her flutter and twist. She moved in to stand close to him, shorter than him by a couple inches, just barely, and looked up enough to let her nose brush lightly against his.]
You make me want to be a hell of a lot dirtier than I've ever been.
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Oh, no mi amor. The place has a dress code so you're wearing that dress or skirt. Besides, if it's a busy night then I might get a turn.
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You really think we're not going to get kicked out and barred for life while I'm working on you? I've heard you when I use my mouth.
[And in case he got any ideas about thinking that was a bad thing, she lifted her head, eyes meeting his with a little heat there.]
I love what you sound like when I use my mouth on you.
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[ That statement will likely come back to bite him. ...In probably the best and worst of ways.
Diego continued to match her lustful gaze and surpassed the look with a lick then bite of his lower lip. ]
Guess we'll have to see what happens. First, need to get home and change.
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I hope you're hungry, Diego. Keeping your mouth full is the only way you're going to be able to maintain any composure.
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For you? I'm always hungry.
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I like that.
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[ With an impish smirk, he firmly gripped her hand then leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before returning to his usual hobble when walking with an erection. ]
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You think that'll do you until later, huh?
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[ Diego waggled his brow at Jessica then gave her a wink as he continued to walk with a slight limp. ]
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[Glancing down at him, she felt that heat blaze through her again at the fact he was in the condition he was, just from a little chit-chat. God, the man did things to her that defied logic.]
Maybe I'll just make you get me off orally and keep it all built up until I go down on you in the restaurant. Maybe I'll be Evil Jessica tonight.
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Yeah, I'm not going to make it walking to the restaurant in a suit like this. Especially if I go down on you. I'm jerking off, at a minimum.
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A show before dinner?
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You want me to strip or something?
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[One day she was going to get it through that head of his that as far as she was concerned, he was the alpha and omega of all that was hot and sexy. He did it for her. His scent. His voice. The way he moved- God, the way he moved. She'd be all riled up and then he'd look at her with that very obvious desire in his eyes and she'd be on fire. Some days, it took all that strength of hers to not just pounce on him wherever they were and have him.]
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[ It was impossible for him to put into words how much it meant to be desired. Granted, Diego could always be brash or cocky when he fought but had never been able to muster that confidence in being himself. His father made sure to strip him of it at every chance where not even the encouragement and kindness that Grace showed him had helped him do more than beat his stuttering. Jessica was building in him what no one, including Diego, had been able to do before. ]
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[That he needed that building would always sit painfully with her. That he'd come to her with wounds that had healed over wrong and given him issues that she had to work through with him made her see red. Not that she was a stunning representation of a healthy psyche. But still...]
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