Page 124 of Dangerous Contract: Part 1

He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, and all she could think about was how good it felt when her pussy pulsed and squeezed his big cock. Seriously, she needed to get her thoughts together because she was making herself wet.

Holding her hand, he led her into the dining room, which was lit only by candlelight.Beautiful. A dozen red roses sat in a vase on the table, their velvet petals glistening as the candlelight flickered. Monique gasped, enchanted by the romantic setting. Surely, he hadn’t done this himself.

“You did all this for me?”

“I did.”

“You did it with your own hands?” she asked.

“I told you these hands weren’t just good at making you cum. I can do other things when I put my mind to it.” Raz pulled out her chair and gently pushed her into it. “This is my first time setting up a romantic dinner. I had to look online to see what to do. But I wanted it to be perfect for you.”

His words melted her heart as he took his own seat. She’d never had a guy care enough to go through so much for her. Once, when her ex had forgotten their anniversary, her besties had taken her out on a romantic bestie-versary dinner. But they were her friends. They always came through for her.

Seeing what Raz had done only solidified her decision to be with him. He cared, and he showed it with actions, not just words. Their dinner was arranged on black plates before them. But Monique had lost her appetite for food.

She wanted to devour the man in front of her instead. Taking a deep breath, she told her body to calm down. The devouring could come later. For now, she’d allow herself to be romanced by Orazio Cattaneo.Her man.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “It’s perfect.”

“No, you’re perfect.” Raz stretched his hand across the table and grabbed hers again. He lifted her hand to his mouth andpressed a soft kiss to her knuckles before asking, “You ready to eat?”

Her gaze dropped to his lips as she imagined him kissing her somewhere else. She shifted in her seat, craving the moment when this dinner was over.

“I’m ready,” she told him, meaning that in more ways than one.

Dinner was delicious. And there was no uncomfortable silence. They talked about any and everything. She told him how she and her besties met. They came up with theories on how Cas and Meka met because those two definitely knew each other before yesterday.

He told her that tomorrow, he had to work all day and travel to Louisiana to meet with an investor. But, if she wanted, she and her friends could enjoy a spa day, dinner, and a movie tomorrow. All on him.

She’d texted Meka and Toya and asked them if they could do that tomorrow. They hadn’t hesitated to text back and say yes. Both of her friends were still at the casino, in Toya’s room. They’d spent the entire day gambling and eating. That sounded like her friends.

After texting them, she and Orazio resumed their conversation with him explaining how casinos kept their patrons from winning too much.

“Devious,” she’d told him.

“Not devious. Business. If they won all the time, we wouldn’t be able to stay in business.”

“Yeah, yeah, still devious,” she told him, laughing as he dug into his food.

Monique took a sip of wine and asked, “Did you have a good time today?”

“I did,” he told her. “I haven’t been able to enjoy myself like this in...” he paused to think. “I’m not sure I ever had a day like today.”

Monique smiled. “Really?”

“Really,” he answered before forking a bite of food into his mouth.

Her gaze dropped to his lips. She wanted those lips on her. She needed to feel them, taste them, watch them moan her name.

She traced a finger along the rim of her glass as she eye-fucked him. “What was your favorite part of the day?”

He swallowed his food before answering. “Watching you try on dresses. I’ve always wondered why some men do that. Now, I know.”

She chuckled. “I enjoyed that also. But it wasn’t my favorite part. Want to know what my favorite part was?”

He nodded as he sipped his wine.

“My favorite part was tasting you,” she told him, voice low.

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