“Yes, lost track of my thoughts. You seem to have that effect on me.” He cut into his slice and ate in silence while Seraphina tortured him. While her sounds of contentment were not as enthusiastic as her first bite, they still had his libido raging.
“This is some of the best pizza I’ve ever had. You can taste the freshness of all the ingredients. Thank you for this.”
“You’re wel—”
“Mm, oh goodness, this is the best.” She said around a bite. This sound was distinct. It was a mix of a moan, groan, and sigh. “Tavern-style wins it for me.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” Why did she make everything sound fucking sexy? She was just eating pizza, and he was harder than fuck.
“Are you alright?” Seraphina.
“Of course. Eating pizza with you is an erotic experience. If I am being honest, the sounds you make are driving me crazy.”
“Oh my God,” Seraphina sounded muffled as she added, “this is so embarrassing.”
“There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m glad you are enjoying your meal. You just have a way of making everything sexy.” It was possible he was being too forthright. Evan didn’t want there to be questions about how he felt.
“I’ll take it as a compliment, then.”
“As you should. Please continue eating. I can handle it.”
Evan should have been more subtle. She ate the rest of the meal in a subdued manner.
“That was good. Thank you for my first Chicago Pizza experience.”
“You’re welcome. Dessert?”
“I think I’ll pass. My eating dessert just might do you in.”
Evan couldn’t help the bark of laughter. Good, she had a sense of humour about it.
“Well since, we are well fed, would you still like to go to Club Desire tonight?” Part of him hoped she said no. He wanted them to remain in the suite and spend time alone.
“I would, but it is already past our appointment.” Her voice was full of disappointment. Evan couldn’t have that. He would see to it that her time at the club would be one to remember. “It wasn’t an appointment. It was just a schedule I made.” He would ensure that she had a memorable time at the club. “We can head over there whenever you are ready.”
“I can be ready in thirty minutes.” Seraphina offered. True to her word, she was ready to go. When he reached for her hand, she hadn’t hesitated to take it. The ride to the club differed from the ride to the hotel. She sat beside him, seemingly more comfortable with him. Yet, he could feel her nervous energy.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. Just a little I don’t know…”
“Nervous?” Evan offered.
“Yes.”
“What are you nervous about? Maybe I can help set your mind at ease.” His thumb stroked her hand as he spoke. Seraphina shivered beside him.
Her voice was breathy when she spoke. “I’m nervous about what will happen when we get to the club. What we will see, do, and how I will feel about it all.”
They were all valid concerns. Some of which he could hopefully address. “The sights and sounds of the club can be a lot, but you are free to explore as much or as little as you would like. If at any time you would like to leave, just tell me and we can go. It doesn’t matter if we have just arrived. Okay?”
“Yes, but we have gone through a lot to go there. I mean, we flew all the way out here, and the club fee.”
“Seraphina.” His tone was sharp and brokered no argument. “All of that is entirely inconsequential. If you’re not comfortable and want to leave, that is exactly what we will do. Your comfort is my responsibility. Are we clear?”
“Ahh, yes. Sorry?”
“There isn’t a reason to apologise. Just know you don’t have to tolerate or endure situations when you are with me. Either in the bedroom or out. Speaking of which, you haven’t given me your safety word yet. Have you thought of one?”
