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don’t like men staring so hard at what’s mine.” The way he said mine excited me.
    “Really, I’m yours?” I ask teasingly.
    “Yes you are. And I yours.” I smiled at how confident his response was. My thumb traced his soft lips, as if preparing it to take mine. I knotted my hands behind his neck and drew his lips to mine. His arms tightened around my waist, bringing my body closer to his. Slowly his hands began to glide down to my butt, squeezing and stroking it. Though muffled by his mouth, his touch made me moan with pleasure. My fingers found their way to his hair and gently pulled on it. His responsive groan enticed me. Suddenly, the beeping of the oven brought us back to earth. He opened his eyes and whispered breathlessly against my lips, “Catalina, what are you doing to me?”
    “I could ask you the same.” I said. He sighed and reluctantly let me go.
    “Have a seat. I’ll be right back.”
    After a few minutes Damien came back with a big plate of seafood pasta and a nice Caesar salad. It looked and smelled great. “I hope you’re hungry.” He said.
    “I’m starving for many things,” I said seductively. He smiled at me suggestively , silently responding to my statement. He started to serve me first, then himself. We started a casual conversation about his latest business ventures and my latest charity involvement. Somehow we ended up talking about cars.  My love for cars still amazed him. It was hard to believe that a woman with a closet like mine had a thing for cars. He called me a woman with a perfect combination of attributes. I was intelligent, beautiful, kind-hearted, had a wonderful personality, and loved cars.
    “How can you like the Audi R8 over the Shelby Mustang?” He said astonished.
    “Audi will always be close to my heart. And plus the R8 is sexier, cooler, and faster.”
    “Hmmm, I would love to test that theory.”
    “Name the time and place Mr. Cox and I will gladly beat your ass in a race.”
    “You’re on,” he said laughing. “Are you ready for dessert?”
    “I’ve been ready.” He shook his head amused. As he cleared the table, I got up and laid down on one of the balcony lounge chairs. Damien came and joined me with a plate of brownie and vanilla ice cream drizzled with caramel sauce on top. I stood up to let him lay down so I could lie against his chest.
    “Did you make this? It looks so good. I love chocolate!”
    “Yes. I have baking skills too.”
    “Hmmm, you are just full of surprises.”
    “You have no idea.” He fed me the first bite and it was divine. It had that homemade taste to it. As he fed me, he eyed me intently as I slowly let ice cream melt in my mouth. The look in his eyes told me he was enjoying watching me. Once the dessert was finished, he held me tightly as we gazed at the stars and started a random conversation about our fantasies.
    “How do you feel about toys?” Damien asked.
    “It depends on what kind. But I’m open-minded,” I said. I could feel him smile against my neck as he kissed it. I lost my calmness and released a moan. “Damien you’re not playing fair, talking about this and kissing me like that.” It was making me lose control fast. Suddenly, he turned me around in his lap to face him. His thumb traces my lower lip making me reflexively kissed it. He pulled my face to his and kissed me passionately. My lips greeted his with a need so strong it was like I needed him to breath. He left a trail of kisses from my mouth to my neck as his hands moved up my thighs and under my dress. I could feel his growing erection as his hands explored my body. He reached my sex and noticed I wasn’t wearing panties. This stopped his kisses and made him release a groan.
    “All this time you had nothing underneath?” He asked. I shook my head, biting my lower lip. “And you’re so wet for me.” I began to breathe shallowly as his fingers played in my wetness and entered my sex.
    “Damien,” I moaned.
    “You have no idea how