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“Yes, sir,” he said, handing it to him

“Please set aside our dinner and go hoht” He looked at the bottle in his hands

“Of course, sir” Léon vanished

When he was gone, I started to get nervous “Mr Darcy—”

“Theo” He cut ently on the table beforemy eyes “Call me Theo”

“Okay, Theo, what happened to dinner?”

“It’s been postponed,” he said as he stepped in front of my chair, took my hand, and lifted me to my feet

“Why?” I asked him, only inches from his lips

He grabbed e throbbed against me

“That’s why,” he answered, his hands wondering down to grab a handful of th ofme”

“I was just talking to you,” I whispered, grabbing his cock through his pants “This isyou”

His kissed rily and relentlessly Without hesitation, I grabbed his hair as one of his hands worked its way upto stop until he cupped one breast tightly in the pal into his ue into htly

We kissed like ere long-lost lovers and not strangers His very presence overwhelmed me He smelled like fresh spices, and I breathed him in He tasted like French vanilla, and I wanted to drink all of hio weak, but he held on tighter For a split second, I wondered hoe must look This wasn’t just lust It was animalistic, raw… and if not for the fact that we had to breathe, neither of us would have broken away

“You…” He didn’t letainst the table as he brushed my hair to the side and kissed my neck

“This dress will look much better on the floor, don’t you think?” he whispered into my ear as he slowly unzipped my dress