I closed my eyes, loving the strength of her palm against my throbbing member. The urge to be inside her walls overcame me. The need to moan and yell in sweet, sweet ecstasy rushed through my core. No matter the insistent desire to mate, this bathroom couldn’t be our first time. I opened the stall and dragged a reluctant Diamond behind me. “Not like this.”
“Thought we were going to your place? You seriously want to show me your restaurant now?” She pouted the entire five-minute drive to my restaurant, which opened for four.
“Trust me.”
She sang, “Maybe.”
We walked inside, and I announced to my staff, preparing to open, “I need everyone to take a thirty-minute break and leave the premises now. Jacques, can you tell the kitchen staff to stop whatever they’re doing and take a break?”
The older gentleman, Jacques, hurried to the kitchen, and within minutes my dark, elegant, and sexy restaurant had been emptied of ten employees. I tossed my jacket on one of the tables as Diamond strolled around with folded arms, pout still in place. I watched her pop a couple of cherries from the bar in her mouth and teased, “Remember when I popped yours?”
“Really, Gianni.” She shook her head and faced the bar. “Now what? A private tour of your restaurant.”
I demanded softly, “Take down your hair.”
She looked at me over her shoulder. “What?”
I strolled to her before saying, “I plan to pull on your hair when we fuck.”
Diamond’s forehead puckered, and then her face relaxed as she reached behind her and loosened her hair. I lifted her on the barstool and pushed up her skirt. She spread her arms across the bar, watching me with the sexiest of smiles like a siren luring me to my enviable death. I slowly dragged her lace underwear down her legs and off her heels. I picked up a cherry. “Open your mouth and suck.”
Watching me with an amused expression, she licked her lips deliberately before obeying. I pulled the fruit out by the stem before she could bite. “I wonder what cherry tastes like?”
“You never had a cherry?” She then exclaimed, “Oh...shit.“ I’d pushed the cherry inside her pussy and moved the fruit by the stem back and forth while gazing into her beautiful, yearning eyes. Hazel eyes that still wanted me, eyes that held secrets I may never unlock. Eyes that rolled back as the building pressure of my actions caused her to squeeze her legs together. I promptly spread her thighs and moved between her legs wanting her to feel my erection.
“I never had it with your sweet juices.” I pulled out the cherry and placed it in my mouth before kissing her with my tongue. We savored the pussy flavored cherry as our tongues mingled. We moaned gleefully into each other’s mouths, fully indulging at the moment, forgetting our worries. I curved my hands to her face, kissing her hungrily, wishing we could forever remain enthralled as we were.
Diamond’s legs wrapped around my waist, and her hands roamed over and underneath my shirt, caressing my back and chest muscles. She then unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. My fingers made fast use of the buttons on her blouse, and I inhaled deeply when I opened the material. Her body was fuller than I thought. Her bountiful breasts flowed over while her nipples strained against their red satin cups. The openness of the restaurant made the simple act of undressing even naughtier. I lowered my head to kiss her belly button that stuck out. “I always thought being an “outie” was so sexy.”
“I didn’t think so until you.” Diamond then unwrapped her legs from around my waist. She rubbed my hair and looked down at me like a Queen on a throne. “Now, eat me.”
Like a servant obeying his mistress, I knelt in front of her, anticipating her taste, her smell. I loved pleasuring a woman with my tongue, loved the sight of a vagina. The way that folds opened like a flower to reveal its bud. I licked the slightly salty walls while my hands grabbed and caressed her breasts. Her sensual moans and guttural noises told me she was pleased with my mouth. I buried my face and held her thighs open wide to suckle her clit. The moment I tugged her stiff flesh between my teeth, she gripped my head like a vise and rocked her hips against my mouth, urging me to fuck her with my tongue. Instead, I inserted my finger as I continued to lick, taste, and suck her inner folds. My mouth and finger relentlessly thrust in and out until she cooed my name and went into orgasmic spasms.
As she quivered and came down from her sensual high, I swiped empty the nearest linen-covered table, uncaring about the broken dishes. Or that my staff would know what she and I had been doing. I laid her on the table, spread her legs, pushed down my pants, and thrust deep inside of her. “Is this raw enough for you?”
Surprising tears slipped from her closed eyes as she gave herself to me again. I leaned down and kissed her delectable lips as we moved in harmony. Our blended bodies felt so natural, so right, so perfect. The warm, slick walls of her pussy gripped my dick like a glove. Damn. I hadn’t had sex without a condom since she and I made love years ago. I understood why I’d refused to be this intimate with a woman even more. Skin-to-skin contact was only meant for people headed towards or already in love. Whatever love I had for Diamond over the years just intensified with our frenetic coupling. I would never leave her again because we were meant to be. She matched me thrust for thrust, her hips eagerly meeting mine over and over again, urging my completion.
She begged, “Come on, baby, I want to hear you moan. Scream, yell...let me know that my pussy feels good to you.”
Sweat dripped off my forehead, and I panted, “So good I’m about to... fucking...come.”
“Me...too.” She dragged her nails across my ass and squeezed my pulsing dick with every thrust until her body stiffened. I yelled so loudly as every drop of my semen shot out of me into the deep recesses of her pussy, that I didn’t know if she made any noises. And as I rested exhausted on her, I acknowledged that I had completely lost control of my emotions, sensibilities, and heart to the enemy and didn’t give a good fuck.
Chapter Ten