Finally, Lucas looks back to Benny. “Do you have locations in mind?” he asks as he reaches for a fork. But instead of taking a bite to his mouth, he brings it to mine. I open for him and it’s just as good as my dinner.
Then I blink and wonder what the hell just happened. Did I really just let him feed me? Okay, maybe I have had too much wine.
“Yeah. I was thinking—”
Lucas cuts him off. Reaching into his suit jacket, he pulls out his card. “Send them over to me and anything else you can think of. I think you’ve got yourself an investor.” Lucas looks over to me. “If Ava thinks I should.”
“Why are you asking me?” I say, looking between the two of them.
“I like hearing your opinion.”
“Yeah, I think you should do it,” I rush out. Benny is out of his seat before I even finish what I’m saying.
“I’m going to get on this right now. Thank you for the opportunity and for dinner. I’ll be emailing you tonight,” he tells him.
“No rush. I’ll be preoccupied for the next few days.” He looks over at me as he says it. Our eyes lock, and his hold so much promise.
I don’t even notice Benny saying goodbye and leaving the table. But what I do catch is Lucas saying that he’d be distracted for only a few days. I guess his attention doesn’t last long.
“That doesn’t mean I’m going to sleep with you,” I blurt out. “You can’t buy me off.”
What is this man doing this to me? Why is he working so hard for something he could get anywhere? Why doesn’t he pursue someone who at least knows what they’re doing with this flirting thing. I can’t stop blushing every two seconds and losing my train of thought. I don’t know if I want to run away or jump on him.
“What about blackmail? I learned a lot about you today. Rebecca even gave me your résumé.” He smiles and says it teasingly, but it still hurts a little. I jerk back, but he pulls me against him. “Your secrets are safe with me. I promise you that.” He leans in, his mouth brushing against mine. “Like the fact that you’re going to let me finish what I’ve started.”
He slides his hand up to my panties and runs his fingers along them before he pushes them to the side and slips into my wet folds. I should pull back. Maybe even smack him. But I don’t because I’m lost in his eyes. I’m willing him to go further as my body begs for it, but I can’t push the words past my lips.
My breath catches in my throat as his mouth comes down on mine.
The feel of her warm, wet pussy against my fingers is like fresh silk. When I push into her tight opening it’s almost too much for me to handle. The kiss is wild and possessive, and I don’t know if I can stop. But somewhere in the back of my mind, a voice tells me that we’re in a restaurant and people could be watching. We’re in the back and away from most prying eyes, but she’s not in my bed and that thought makes me growl. I want her on her back with her legs wrapped around me. She’s mine, and the fact that she doesn’t know it yet is making my skin tight.
“Lucas, what are you doing to me?” she whispers as her head rolls back to rest against the booth. Her eyes are closed and her cheeks are flushed as I work my fingers in and out of her wet pussy.
“Getting a taste of your sweet cream,” I say as I work them harder and rub her clit with my thumb. “I want you to cum on them so I can lick them clean. I’m hungry, and the only thing I want to eat is you.”
Her eyelids are heavy as she looks up at me through her lashes. She’s flushed all the way down to the front of her dress, and I lean forward, kissing her swollen lips again. I run my tongue along her bottom lip as she gasps, and I can feel myself smiling. Never in a million years did I think I’d be getting her off in a crowded restaurant, but I’m terrible with delayed gratification.
“You’re as soft as a petal,” I say as I rub my nose against hers and flex my fingers inside her. “That’s what you are, Ava. You’re my sweet petal.”
“I’m close,” she whispers, and I nod.
“I can feel it,” I say as I run my free hand along the back of her shoulder and pull her into my chest. She presses her mouth to my neck as her orgasm hits so her sounds of pleasure are muffled. “I want all of it, don’t hold back,” I encourage. I massage inside her pussy with both my fingers while my thumb circles her clit.