Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
As expected the lobby is extravagantly designed. In the center is a beautiful koi pond, with the most vibrant fish I have ever seen. It breaks off into two paths, one leading to a back area, covered in crystal beads and I am assuming it is the place for V.I.P. The other side, where we are going, is the open space with tables and chairs. The tables are round, covered in gold cloths with adorned center pieces and glass dishes.
We continue through the restaurant until we come to a closed room that once we are inside I realize is like a small banquet room maybe used for a company to meet and eat. “Are we eating here?” I ask when I see candles on the table and covered dishes.
“We are.” he whispers in my ear. “So we can have complete privacy.” He kisses the spot behind my ear that always sends goosebumps down my back. His hand touches my back pulling out my chair for me waiting for me to sit before he does. “I hope you don’t mind but I had Git prepare some stuff for us ahead of time so we don't spend the entire time waiting for food.” I reach my hand out and place it over his.
“It’s perfect. Thank you.” He grips my fingers and links them with his. Pulling my hand to his mouth he kisses it before lifting the top off the food. “Wow!” Is all I can say looking at all of it. The aroma is something amazing. “This smells so good.” my mouth is watering right now and my stomach obviously agrees if the growl is to be believed. Jacob laughs and grabs my plate.
“Here angel. Let me feed you.” He fills my plate with Lasagna, Alfredo pasta, garlic bread, chicken parmigiana and salad.
“I cannot possibly eat all of this.” I say giggling, and trying to get him to stop putting so much food on my plate.
“I just need to be sure you are not hungry, angel.”
“Why? Are you anticipating me needing some strength for something?” Always feeling braver when I am with him, I wink and put a forkful of the most delicious food I have ever had in my mouth.
“Always. However, my mother used to say "if you want a woman to be amenable, give her good food.” I put my fork down and look at his serious face. My heart begins to stutter, you know the rhythm it gets when it feels something bad is coming. Yeah, that rhythm.
“Jacob, what's wrong?” I feel dread filling my gut. I have secretly been waiting for this moment. I know I am not the type of girl he needs. I come from a shallow, inconsiderate group of people and I have no real substance. Well untilI I am with him. I don’t feel frivolous with him. I feel like I can be who I am and have the dreams that don’t involve being someone's arm candy. He visibly swallows and runs his hands through his hair. Please don’t do this, my mind keeps chanting over and over.
“Nothing is wrong, sweet girl. I just want to ask you something.” Oh. That doesn’t sound too bad.
“You know you can ask me anything, Jake.” The nickname slips from my lips and I freak for a second thinking he won’t like it, but he squeezes my hand and closes his eyes.
“Say it again angel.” Or not.
“Jake.” His nostrils flare before he opens them and looks at me like I am his morning glory.
“I have been waiting for you to claim me, baby girl. To name in your heart and share it from your mouth. God what I wouldn’t do right now to spread you out on this table and have dessert.” Dear Lord, I begin squirming in my chair, the picture he just conjured in my mind running from my head through my pussy. “Not now, sweet girl. I have an important question.”
“I’m listening.”
“I have to go out of town in a few weeks to Connecticut for an overnight possibly weekend trip and I was wondering if you would go with me?” Holy shit. He wants me to go away with him for the weekend? I feel super giddy right now.
For the past month we have done some of everything. He eats my pussy like it is his last meal every chance he gets. Just recently I have been able to convince him to let me suck his cock. He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself. Well he was right but it was hot as hell. The one thing I can’t get him to do is take it all the way, but maybe this is it. I should be more concerned about how in the hell I am going to get away since my parents can be the most hovering of copters which is ironic since they are hardly ever here, but I don’t care. I want to be with him.