Page 74 of On the Rocks

The next course arrived. “Monkfish,” the server said. “Accompanied by a warm saffron emulsion, fennel, and tomato confit.”

“Monkfish,” I said, intrigued.

“It has a firm, meaty texture that pairs well with the aromatic saffron and sweet tomato,” the server continued. “I think you’ll enjoy it.”

“Thank you,” I said, a blush already itching along my neck.

“You do have a history of enjoying firm, meaty things in your mouth,” Aiden said. “Or, at least, you did. Has that changed?”

Christ!My heart thudded against my ribcage as heat pooled between my legs. If he carried on this way, I didn’t know how we were going to make it to the end of the meal. I caught his eye. “Maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll find out.”

Aiden lifted his hand, signaling the server. “Excuse me?”

“Yes, sir?”

“How many courses did you say there were?”

“Ten.”

Aiden nodded, taking a deep breath in through his nose as the server stepped away.

“You’re looking a little flushed there,” I said. I slipped my foot out of my heel, brushing it up the side of his leg.

“I’m perfectly fine.” He swallowed hard. “Though I’ll be even better when I can get you out of that dress.” He then proceeded to describe exactly what he planned to do to me, in such exquisite detail it became hard for me to breathe. By the time the server brought the next course, I was so flushed he could have cooked the filet on my cheek.

To say nothing of how hot I felt inotherplaces.

We finished our meal in a hurry, practically choking down the lobster, which was delicious, and the chocolate soufflé for dessert. Then Aiden paid and hustled me out of the restaurant so quickly, I felt like I had my own personal security. We were in his car, back to his place on the Upper East Side, and undressing in his living room before I even had time to wonder how much the dinner cost.

“I’ve been dying to do this since the moment I picked you up,” he said once we were naked, palming my breasts. He bent down, sucking a pert nipple into his mouth.

I moaned in pleasure, my entire body responding to every little flick of his tongue. Fiery heat throbbed between my legs. I’d been wet for him for hours now. His hands traveled down my back to cup my ass, grinding his erection against me. His cock was hard against my belly.

His hand found my clit, dipping into my wetness, eliciting a wild little moan. If he didn’t take me soon, I was going to climb him like a tree.

“Turn around,” he said, bending low to whisper the words in my ear.

I did, bracing my hands on the back of the couch, staring out at the twinkling lights of the city.

“Don’t move,” he said.

“That another order?”

“Yes,” he breathed against me, running his finger down my spine.

He left the room. I turned over my shoulder in time to see him return, rolling a condom onto his cock.

“Thought I told you not to move,” he said, taking me by the hips. My legs already trembled in anticipation as he lined up at my entrance and slid inside. I missed seeing his face, but everything was different from this angle, better in ways. I gasped as he pulled out and slid back in with a little more force.

“Yes,” I groaned. “Aiden,yes!”

That spurred him on, and he dug his fingers into my hips, holding me tight, giving himself leverage. He jerked against me, over and over. I knew I’d find bruises from his fingertips tomorrow, but I didn’t care. The lights blurred as my eyelids fluttered, my entire body electrified by the feeling of Aiden sliding inside me, filling me so well.

“Yes,” I hissed through my teeth again. It was so good.Hewas so good.

“Come for me,” he said, leaning over me. His hand found my clit again, his fingers rubbing circles around the slick, sensitive bud.

My legs started to quake, that heat inside me pulsing. It was like his fingers had hooked around an invisible string, dragging the pleasure from me inch by inch. My moans intensified.

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