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I felt his thumb brush over the corner of my mouth and I almost moaned again from the contact.
"Omiri..."
"What? I’m being helpful."
"You're cheating.”
"How am I cheating?"
"You're peeking under your blindfold because there’s no way you could see that I had food on my face."
“You’re right. I’m cheating. I just wanted to touch your pretty ass.”
I grinned but rolled my eyes behind my blindfold and lifted the bottom to get a peek at my plate. As soon as I looked at him, his eyes were on me.
“I knew your competitive ass wouldn't be able to follow the rules."
“You’re looking at me which means neither of us are. Masks down. We’re doing this.” I narrowed my eyes and he chuckled, stabbing a piece of chicken and shoving it in his mouth before he yanked his blindfold back in place. We clumsily worked our way through the first course without too much of a disaster then enjoyed the second course of lobster ravioli in a brown butter sauce that had me moaning again because it was so good.
“Ay, you making sex sounds over pasta is about to have me dragging you up out of here.”
"This is better than sex so don’t play with your life like that.”
"Yeah, you just guaranteed that you’re getting fucked tonight."
I almost choked on my ravioli and swung my head left and right. “You better hope we’re alone."
"I don’t give a damn. You just said pasta was better than sex. Either you're lying or I need to step my game up."
"Your game is fine. The pasta is just really good."
"Nah, I'm offended. I’m going to have to make sure the two aren’t even close."
“Not your ego feeling bruised.”
“Hell yeah it is. That’s cool though. I got you later.”
I slammed my thighs closed and tried to focus on the food but my mind kept skipping past the present and focusing on later. By the time our dessert arrived, we were both over the blindfolds and the struggle but Omiri was the first to give in.
After almost knocking over his wine for a third time I heard him shuffling. When I peeked at him, I realized he’d removed the blindfold and it was on the table.
“We done?” I grinned, taking mine off.
"Yeah, fuck this shit.”
"We're supposed to keep them on for the full experience.”
"The full experience is me actually getting to see how sexy you look eating that chocolate."
Omiri’s gaze slowly traveled over my body.
“Come here.”
“Why?”
“Kari, come here.”
I lifted from my chair and rounded the table, stepping between his legs. His hands moved to my thighs and under my dress where he reached for my panties. My eyes darted to the door and he smiled.
