It would be fun to sit across from him and have a meal.
The reminder was there. This wasn’t a date. It was a scene.
Zachariah
* * *
“Wow.” The word fell from my lips. I couldn’t control it. It was the only way to describe the vision before me. “You look exquisite.”
“Thank you.” She smiled up at me.
I walked around her, admiring her from all angles.
The dress dipped in the back just above her perfect ass. I stepped closer and ran a finger down her spine. She shivered and squirmed in a way that was becoming both nostalgic and familiar.
“How do you feel?” I stepped in front of her.
She tilted her head back. “Excited for tonight.”
“Me, too.” I caressed her chin and then took her hand. “This way.”
I sat down and pulled her into my lap. She adjusted to get comfortable. My aching cock didn’t protest.
I tapped my phone to signal Carol to bring in the first course. “The staff will bring in the courses but only on my signal. No audiences tonight.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Carol carried a plate and set it in front of me. The sherry from the lobster bisque hit me first, made with lobster the chef’s staff caught that morning. It was one of Lucinda’s favorite foods. The whole meal was curated with her in mind. Nothing out of the ordinary that would cause her to suspect, but she would feel comfort in the meal I had picked out for her. It’s what I wanted for her. To be comforted by my presence even when I caused her pain.
“Open.” I lifted the spoon with the soup and big chunks of lobster to her lips.
The moment it hit her tongue she moaned and my cock twitched.
“Oh, my god.” She squeezed her hands together. “That’s so good.”
“Would you like more?”
“Yes, please.” She opened her mouth, and I fed her again.
She hummed appreciatively with each bite. “So yummy.” She swung her legs back and forth, again causing my cock to protest. “Do you like it?” she asked.
“I’ve had it before, but tonight, I’m going to concentrate on you. I’m enjoying watching you enjoy.”
“Okay.”
“Ready for the next course?”
“Yes, Sir.”
So sweet. I kissed her shoulder and waited for Carol to bring in the next dish. Once it was delivered, I shifted Lucinda in my lap, placing her legs on either side of mine.
“Lean back against me. Hands on your thighs.”
She did as she was told. I placed a mirror across from my seat. I wanted to see her face, watch her expressions as I touched and teased her.
The next course was a steak cooked medium-rare and grilled shrimp with a tomato sauce.
“Open.” I laid the piece of steak on her tongue. “Enjoy.” I whispered in her ear while moving my hand up her inner thighs. I drew her dress up and exposed her sweet pussy.
