now anxious to enjoy more. They are each different from the first, one is stuffed with pancetta and the other cheeses with a white sauce. My mouth is so happy right now, “These are so good, compliments to the chef.” He smiles with his amber eyes only and goes back to cooking. He likes quiet, remember that I think to myself. He walks over pours more wine into my glass, and gently brushes his pointer fingertips across my hand lightly stepping in for a kiss. He nibbles my bottom lip so smoothly I barely even notice, because I’m tasting all the wonderful traces of wine on his tongue and smelling the arousing aroma of lamb rib chops on his clothes.
I feel my insides stir with two desires, one for him and another for more of his fine cuisine.
Whispering in my ear he says, “The best is to come my famous grilled lamb chops are always tender and succulent like you my bella agnello.” He lifts me up onto the cool onyx counter top continuing to kiss me and to whisper sweet delicacies in my ear, while I quietly grin. I open my legs for him, urging him to come closer he takes the invitation and sweeps his well-manicured hands across my thighs grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. He takes a long sucking kiss, I feel the coarseness of his five o’clock shadow as I pull away for air and press my cheek into his.
“Kiss me here,” I say as I motion with my freshly polished french nails along my throat to my bosom. He follows the invisible trail my fingertips left planting rich kisses along the way. He stops between my breasts blowing lightly over my nipples on the outside of my dress I let out a soft whimper, I know what I want from him. As he watches I slide my fingers into my white lacy bikini panty slipping into the dampness, “uahhh” withdrawing from the silky wetness and placing a butterfly kiss with my fingers on his mouth. He goes wild with excitement wanting more, he quickly parts his lips bending down, he moves in along my inner thighs ending deeply planted in between my legs. Slowly exploring, sucking and licking the softness he found, while I rock my hips back and forth. As I reach climax he picks me up and moves me over to the kitchen table, where we are both still full of heat and passion ready for more, but my lover wants to make this night last forever. So a small break is in order.
He fixes my plate and sets it in front of me, lamb chops with braised potatoes and parsley. I grab my fork and knife to cut a small piece of lamb, cutting it I notice how perfectly cooked it is medium with the juices ready to flow out as soon as my knife pierces the flesh. I place the intricately cut piece into his his mouth, and wait for him. The delight in his eyes tells me its full and flavorful. I take a bite and think the food is grand and the night well, its just getting started.
Exploring
I’ll look for you again when the light goes out, darkness comes and passion is what we all desire. - Pretty
I cannot believe I agreed to this, what was I thinking going clothes shopping with him. Its hard enough finding the perfect clothes alone, let alone having him watching me the whole time. Anders is his name. He is tall with long smooth limbs, I wonder if he bikes, his legs are well toned and he wears glasses they are so cultivated. I secretly crush on glasses, because after they come off a lion is sure to emerge. Well my only hope is that he does not notice the sizes I select off of the rack. I might have to be coy and tell him I will find him once I’ve made a few selections first.
“After you,” he says playfully.
We are here in my favorite store so I can feel the excitement bubbling up inside me and that complete euphoric feeling of shopping becoming real, I’m starting to feel good all over. All the lights, shiny clean floor, smell of perfume drifting over entice me, who knows what I will find. Something sexy, shimmery, hot and lurid. I gesture to him I’m going to head toward the tops and instead