Page 200 of Deep Pockets

“Apparently guys that you’re into. Finish eating, you’re going to need the energy.” She looked down at her half eaten steak, but instead of taking a bite, she took another sip of wine. Even better.

Ethan came over with the check. “Is there anything else I can get for you this evening?”

“No, that’ll be all,” I said.

“Actually, I would like some dessert.” Bee looked at me innocently.

“What? No, you don’t need that.”

Ethan got a shocked look on his face.

“Did you just say that I don’t need that?” Bee had a shocked look on her face too. But it didn’t look real. She had to be messing with me.

“That’s not what I meant.” She needed to stop playing games with me. Once I had her tied down she’d know her place.

“Then what did you mean, Mason?”

She was driving me crazy. I turned to Ethan. “Just the check please. She forgot that I already have dessert planned for her.” I turned back to Bee. “Something better.”

“Very well, sir.” He put the bill down on the table. “I hope you both have a good evening.”

As soon as Ethan walked away, Bee laughed.

“What is wrong with you? You made him think I was calling you fat. Which clearly you aren’t.”

“I’m sorry. You’re so tightly wound.” She put her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her hands.

How was she this sexy? I needed to get a grip. “Where do you live?”

“Yeah…I’m not going to tell you that. You might be a stalker or something.” She took another sip of wine.

“You’re being impossible.”

She sighed. “The upper west side.”

“My place is closer.” I peeled a few hundred dollar bills from my wallet and put them on top of the bill. “Okay, let’s go.” I quickly downed my glass of cabernet.

“I’m not done.”

“I already told you that I’m going to give you something better to eat.” I stood up and reached for her hand. The fight she was having within was visible on her face. She wanted to be a good girl. But she wanted to know what it felt like to be with a real man. And I needed my cock deep inside her tight pussy.

I leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You won’t regret this. Baby, you don’t even know what living is yet.”

Her eyes shone with lust. I put my hand back out for her. Bee looked at me again. She can’t resist me. She hesitantly put out her hand. I grabbed it and pulled her to her feet.

“Come with me.” I intertwined my fingers with hers and led her to the front of the restaurant. This was going to be the longest cab ride of my life.

“I checked my coat. Hold on a second.”

I reluctantly let go of her hand. I folded my arms across my chest and leaned against the wall. The hostess was staring at me, but I only had one girl on my mind. Bee. I shook my head. She had crawled under my skin. What is this girl doing to me? I was losing control. I walked over to the hostess and put my arm down on the podium.

“How was your meal?” she asked.

“Excellent. But you told me to ask you if there was anything that I needed. And I don’t know about need…” I leaned in slightly and whispered, “but there is definitely something that I want.”

Her face flushed. “And what might that be?”

“Your number.”

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