Page 45 of Champagne Kisses
“Did you change your mind about checking out ‘Squid Game’ with me?” I pull the straps down her arms and slip the bra from under her shirt. Her nipples are already hard.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.” I nod and move my left hand to between her legs. She spreads her legs to give me better access.
“Who would’ve thought that a ribeye and roast potatoes was an aphrodisiac?” she ponders aloud. I stop briefly and look into her eyes.
“Are you serious? Steak for a guy is like chocolate covered strawberries for a woman.” She presses her lips together to keep from laughing and I resume caressing her skin and her cute pink panties. I move further down the couch and position myself between her legs.
“Earlier, you mentioned something about a ‘satisfying mouthful’.” I reach under her skirt to the waistband of her panties and she lifts up her hips so I can remove them. I smell her flower and lean forward to take a deep breath. Goosebumps appear on her thighs.
“Adam!” She covers her face bashfully but doesn’t close her legs. I kiss down her thighs and see the wetness easing out of her pussy. I lean further down and lick slowly from her seeping opening to her eager clit. Her skirt is bunched around her generous hips and her nipples are straining against the thin fabric of her shirt; she is the epitome of sex.
I take her clit in between my lips and hum to send vibrations through her. Her hips buck hard and I reach under her ass to hold her in place.
“Don’t go anywhere, baby.” I hum again against her clit and smooth her juices up and down her seam with my index finger. Her hips strain against my grip, but she stays in place.
“Holy shit, Adam.Thisis new.“ I run my fingers up from her opening, around her clit, and back down, over and over again.
“What can I say? I like to try new things.” I keep humming on her clit while rubbing around her pussy, driving her crazy with need. I don’t penetrate her, enjoying teasing her as long aspossible before granting her release. Her hand moves to the back of my head to force the issue, but I shake it off and continue my torture.
“Fuck, Adam! This feels sooooooo goood…Uhmmm…But are you not going to let me cum?” I smile against her lips and finger her opening without pushing in.
“In time. I’m really enjoyingthisat the moment.“ Her pussy is dripping for me now, and I push my finger further inside her. She starts straining even harder against my grip.
“God, Adam. I’m so fucking close. Please!” Once I hear the magic word, I cover her clit fully with my mouth, vigorously move my finger in and out of her wet passage, and press down on her mound to add pressure and push her over the edge. She explodes, flooding my mouth with her essence and screaming so loud I hear Khan run to the bedroom. Apparently we had an audience.
Her legs keep quivering as the aftershocks flow through her, and she pushes me off, the pleasure too intense. Both of us are sweaty and breathing hard. I rest my head on the inside of her leg. She lazily runs her fingers through my hair as she comes down.
“Will you come to dinner with my family this Sunday?” I ask, still out of breath. Her strokes stop abruptly and she sits up on her elbows.
“What?” I lift my head and look her in the eyes.
“Would you come to my parent’s house this Sunday to meet everyone? All my brothers are going to be there and it’s a bigcelebration before Damon has to go back overseas.” She blinks a few times, her expression unreadable.
“Did you really just ask me to come meet your parents with your head between my legs?” She cracks a small smile and I smile in return.
“I figured you’d be in a good mood, so you wouldn’t say ‘no’.” She puts her feet on the floor and faces me, a serious look on her face. Uh-oh.
“Adam Park, I would love to meet your family.” I pull her in for a hug, my heart nearly beating out of my chest. “And just so you know, I would’ve said yes even without the…dessert,” she blushes, “though I did enjoy it.”
With that weight off my chest, I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom to finish what I started.
Chapter twenty-four
Maya
Things have been going so well with Adam. I mean…likefantastic. He gets along with my friends, we both love spending time together, and wedefinitelyclick sexually. It's so amazing, in fact, that I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. How could I meet this smart, sexy family man and he's actually into me as much as I'm into him? I'm so used to pulling more than my weight in a relationship and being with Adam feels like…a relief. Like when you take off your bra after a long day and now you just let yourself hang free. Like when you finally get your dream job after countless rounds of interviews and now that you're on your new team, everything just clicks.
And now, after only a couple of months, we've reached a milestone: I’m going to meet his family. Before Damon goes back to start the season in Portugal, they’re having a going away dinner and Adam invitedme. "Little Ms. Nappy Head" herselfis getting serious with a Korean hottie from a good family with a great job, so Jenny Craig, Weight Watchers, and SlimFast can allkiss my ass.
I’m excited to meet them, but also beyond nervous about making a good impression, especially with his parents. From what Adam’s told me, his dad can be a bit old school; his mom even quit working when they got married.What if she thinks I’m trying to steal away her baby boy? What if tonight turns into the latest remake of "Guest Who's Coming to Dinner"? What if, what if, what if….
I wipe my sweaty palms against the pashmina over my silk blouse and navy pencil skirt and tighten my grip on the wine I brought. Adam said it's his father’s favorite. For his mother, I brought a colorful bouquet of lilacs and hydrangeas that's peaking out of my leather tote. My home training would never allow me to show up empty-handed, even if Adam promised I didn’t need to bring anything.
I ring the doorbell of the Clinton Hill brownstone and wish for the umpteenth time that Adam and I could have come together. He had a presentation late this afternoon and said meeting here would be fine…but what if I beat him here? What did he tell his family about me? Oh gosh, I don’t think I can–
Right then, Adam’s mother opens the door, a welcoming smile on her face.
“Well, hello!" she almost sings. "You must be Maya!” She pulls me in for a warm hug and I feel my shoulders relax a bit. Shesteps back to let me inside and my heart sinks when I realize Adam isn’t here.
