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"Are you ready for a views of the city?" he asks

"I'ood view"

"Rockefeller Center," he replies "We're going to the very top"

"You certainly have good taste," I purr, runningive hirin, but before he can say anything, the li us out

That was a quick ride Time flies when you're with a hot man

We walk into Rockefeller Center, and once we take an elevator up to the restaurant, I find myself with a world-class view of New York City Thousands of lights glitter and dance across the landscape as if a diamond necklace has been draped across the skyline

I don't care how ets old

The waiter approaches and offers us a wine from their extensive wine list Ethan orders us a Pinot Noir I watch as it's carefully poured into an oversized wine glass and the deep aroma fills my head before the alcohol does I take a sip and feelon its rich, velvet blanket of earth and berries

I extendI slowly drag it upwards until I know that I'm inches from his cock

He shifts in his chair and we lock eyes He reaches toward , but I move just out of reach He sees us a dazzling plate of oysters on ice, which momentarily diverts our focus

"These are deep, cold-water oysters," Ethan says after the waiter walks away "They're saltier than the other varieties Eating one of these is like being slapped by an ocean wave"

"Hmm… a salty slap I like the sound of that," I wink

I reach over and grab a wedge of lemon and squeeze it on top of one I watch as the oyster seems to shiver and recoil under the acidity

"I think it just moved," I say

"It should The best way to eat an oyster is to eat a live one Don't settle for anything less"