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"True" His fingers tangled in ht mythat rhyave up and kissed him back with all I had And so, I let hi the ocean Which was…blue Ahens of a festival coht, as if celebrating my departure, and ere headed out to dinner, to somewhere considerablyall week I’d discovered Simon and I were very si dressed up from time to time, but I ht, getting dressed up and going out so the festival, had a special feel to it I was definitely looking forward to this evening, inin battle, so--phantom pain, they call it I lost un fucker--and I was still feeling the aftershocks And by aftershocks I ht I’d been feeling twinges of the phanto forward to her return later this evening The Return of the O Of course I would see it as a title of some kind of action fil, I would capitalize anything Any Thing
Because tonight, sports fans, I was gonna get me some Not to put too fine a point on it, I was ready for soh ht out the natural honey tones I s to the skirt I paired it with soht in town and little snakeskin sandals I was the most dressed up I’d been all week, and--undercurrent of nerves aside--feeling pretty good I took one last look atthat my cheeks were pretty pink, and I hadn’t even added blush tonight
I went to the kitchen to pour lass of wine and wait for Si the ocean I s a white linen shirt We’d be quite ht Khakis co out to meet him My heels clicked across the stone as I sipped my bubbly wine, and he leaned back on his arrapher, he was innately aware of the kind of i, I felt certain Anytime he leaned, he oozed sex I just hoped I didn’t fall in my heels…sex ooze could be slippery
I offered lass to his lips Slowly, he sipped, his eyes on lass, he quickly wrapped an ar ue
"You look…good," he breathed, pulling away froainst the skin just below
"Good Good enough to eat," he whispered, grazing h to e as I wrapped my arms around his neck and sank into his elow all around,us in fire My eyes were drawn to the cool blue of the sea crashing against the rocks below, the salt in the air actually present onHis body, hard and warainst ainsttoward thisruff inback in my head at the nearness of him, the feel of him
And then Simon took me to town
After Si on the terrace, he’d literally driventhe water, which was easy to do in a coastal town But where the little hole-in-the-wall places we’d been frequenting this week had their cozy charm, this was a romantic restaurant with an emphasis on romance Romance was served on a platter here It was in the wine, the pictures on the walls, the floor beneath our feet, and in case you h the air If I squinted, I could see the word roh the air on the sea breeze…I had to really squint, but it was there, I tell you
Floor-to-ceilingpanels had been rolled back to let in the briny coastal air, and hundreds of tiny tealights sparkled in hurricane glasses Each table was dressed in white, with low tu over with dahlia blooranate, and lusty fuchsia Tiny white Christical sepia tone over the entire scene In this restaurant, there were no children, no tables of four or six No, this restaurant was filled with lovers, old and new
Noe sat, pressed closely together at an epicour own tiny table Si me quietly and succinctly
The bartender placed a tray of oysters on the bar in front of us Twisted and craggy, they glistened, with slices of lemon nestled here and there Simon raised an eyebrow, and I nodded as he squeezed the le short, erotic work of the oysters He pried one froht it to htie Girl," he instructed, and I surely did as I was told
Cold, crisp, like a burst of seawater in my mouth, I rasped his own oyster and tossed it back like ahis lips as I watched this little bit of food pornography play out He winked atnot to let on how desperately turned on I was The entire day had been like one giant, controlled ball of sexual tension, a slow burn that was now igniting into a wildfire He slurped two ue dart out to lick his lips, I felt the sudden urge to help him With no shame or sense of social propriety, I closed the distance between us and kissed hirinned in surprise, but kissed me back with equal intensity The sweetness and tenderness that had beenbetween us all week now quickly deteriorated into full-on touch-me-touch-me-now, and I was all for it My entire body turned toward hiers found my skin--the skin just above the he all-out Hollywood style Slow, sloppy, wet, and wonderful My head tilted so I could kiss hi and then letting him lead He tasted like sweet and salt and lerab him by his pretty linen shirt and have my ith him on top of the bar--but in a very ladylike way,their throat, and I opened my eyes to see my sexy sapphires, then an embarrassed host
"Excuse me, señor, your table is ready?" he asked, carefully averting his eyes from our display in his very roht have s and turnedrinned at the bartender
"Oysters, hed a little as we shuffled off to our table I was ready to let out an indignant huff until I saw hi the slow burn…
I stuffed h so he knew I knew As we arrived at our table, Simon pulled out my chair for h to accidentally-on-purpose graze hi hoorked up he was I heard hiraze nu hiht in my throat as I felt hie your nahty Girl?" he murmured, low and thick in et control as he sat across fro in a devilish way As our waiter busied hi menus, I only had eyes for Simon, cocksure and beautiful, across the table fro to take forever
The et Siht to end We were served a beautiful paella, coastal style with chunks of prawns and spiny lobster, chorizo, and peas Made in the traditional way, almost impossible to recreate, the simple shallow dish it had been cooked in allowed the saffron rice on the bottom to become crunchy and nutty--delicious in every sense of the word We’d finished a lovely bottle of rosé and were now lazily sipping tiny glasses of Ponche Caballero, a Spanish brandy with hints of orange and cinnamon
The liquor was spicy as I rolled it around in my mouth I was pleasantly warh that I was hyperaware ofsensual: the way the s against un to huht and in a celebratoryoff in the center of town The energy was raw and a little wild I sat back intoe, a silly smile on my face as he stared at me hard
"I ate your paella once," he said suddenly
"Pardonthe drop of brandy on my lip before it rolled off onto my dress