Something about the way she spoke and straightened her back told me the topic was closed.
As the server returned with my card and the trio of sorbet I ordered, I slipped into the chair next to Alex instead of facing her.
“Easier to share,” I explained as her brows furrowed.
With ease, I lifted the spoon and dipped it into the pineapple and mango sorbet, scooping out the smallest amount.
“Mmm, that’s delicious,” I murmured around the cold dessert. “Try some.”
Alex plunged her spoon into the bright-pink dragon fruit sorbet as I rested my hand on her thigh. Her eyes darted around the room, but no one was paying us any attention. And if they did, it would look like we were having an intimate moment together.
With every millimeter the spoon approached her mouth, I hitched the material of her skirt up her leg until my palm met her bare skin. When her lips parted, I guided my hand between her legs.
“Spread,” I demanded so only she could hear.
Her mouth closed around the spoon, and I slid my finger across her bare flesh before dipping inside her tight cunt. Alex moaned as she pulled the spoon free, and I wasn’t positive if it was from the flavor of the dragon fruit or from my finger moving up to her clit.
Leaning over, I hovered my mouth close to her ear. To anyone looking on, we’d appear to be two love-sick fools cuddling close. It was a good thing they couldn’t read lips at this angle.
“It drove me crazy through this entire fucking meal, knowing you were sitting across from me with no panties to cover my pussy. I want to make you come right here. So, you better eat that dessert nice and slow.”
“O-Okay,” she whimpered as I added a second digit and plunged it inside her channel.
“Now, feed me.”
The spoon in her hand shook as she drove it into the lime sorbet, then held it out for me to taste.
“Mmm,” I moaned. “It’s delicious, but your pussy tastes better.”
It went on like this for a while. She’d feed me and then herself. Every time her mouth closed around the spoon, I’d fuck her with my fingers. Sometimes, she let the spoon linger. Other times, she brought it out quickly, so I’d play with her clit.
Her eyelids grew heavy as she got close to finishing the three flavors. The spoon in her hand shook as she served me another bite of the dragon fruit. When she tried to pull the spoon away, I reached up with my other hand and held it in my mouth. I’d felt her walls tightening up around my fingers, and I knew she was close to the edge.
“Nate,” she mewled, as I finally relented my hold on the spoon.
I leaned toward her again, pressing a kiss to her cheek before moving up to her ear. “Pineapple if you want me to finger-fuck you, or lime if you want me to play with your clit. Choose wisely which way you want me to make you come.”
Her gaze skirted around the room again before she gripped her spoon so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Just when I thought I had the upper hand, Alex dipped the spoon in the last bit of pineapple and then scooped up a dollop of the lime.
So, she wanted to play that game.
Slowly, she brought the spoon to her mouth as the heel of my hand pressed to her clit. Her lips parted, and I smiled at one of the other couples in the room before returning my gaze to Alex.
Her eyes closed as she savored the flavors swirling in her mouth. My arm was growing sore from the awkward positioning, but as I thrust my fingers back into her tight channel, I knew we’d both get relief soon. Alex’s legs shook under the table, and she reached down to grip my forearm with her free hand as the walls of her sheath tightened around my fingers.
Using my thumb, I flicked her clit as I plunged my fingers in and out of her slit.
“That’s it. You like that, don’t you?”
Alex clenched her eyes closed as she tightened her grip around the spoon. Suddenly, her body jerked, and she slammed her hand down on the table.
The people in the room looked over at us in alarm as Alex sat there with her face pinched, my fingers still moving inside her.
“Brain freeze,” I said calmly to everyone, a few of the guests nodding in understanding.
It took a couple of seconds for her to open her eyes. She looked dazed and sated. I removed my hand from under her skirt, and while I held her gaze, I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted her. Her blush deepened as I moaned around my fingers.
“Best flavor yet.”
