“This is amazing,” I gush, struggling to eat slowly and not stuff my face—which is what I normally do when something is delicious.
“Thank you, Jules,” Elias says quietly. He has a peculiar expression on his handsome face as he watches me eat. Almost like he’s struggling with something.
“So…” I begin, picking up my wineglass. “You’re the boss here, right? So you’re the one who chooses where to go next?”
Elias’s pale eyes narrow infinitesimally, but he nods, and I wonder if I may have just imagined it.
“What makes you pick a place? Do you throw darts at a map?”
He laughs at my guess, leaning back into his seat.
“No. We have Cole throw knives instead,” he deadpans.
“I guess Cole is the knife guy, eh?” I question casually. “How did you find all these talented people? The shows you have are incredible.”
Elias’s smile turns a bit brittle. “We’ve known each other all our lives,” he says with what looks like feigned nonchalance.
I decide not to push him more right now. There’s an edge in his eyes that looks sharp enough to fillet me into tiny pieces if I dare overstep.
“Are you done eating, Little Sapphire?”
I nod numbly, caught in the spell of his eyes, the low rumble of his voice.
“Good.”
Elias’s hands disappear under the tabletop, and I hear the unmistakable sounds of a belt buckle opening. My thighs clench together with want.
“Then get on your knees and suck my dick like a good girl.”
9
ELIAS
Irelish the way Jules’ dark eyes widen, the way her throat clicks as she swallows. Her even teeth bite into the curve of her bottom lip, making my cock throb in my hand. I stroke it from root to tip, twisting at the top, smearing the precum, getting it ready for her tongue.
“I’m waiting, Jewel,” I growl impatiently. My balls have been on the verge of exploding ever since I made her scream on the Ferris wheel.
With one last slow blink, Jules drops to her knees and disappears under the table. Soon, I feel her hands on my knees, then higher up on my thighs as she shuffles closer. Pulses of lightning travel up and down my spine at her delicate touch, so at odds with her wild appearance.
I know the moment she spots my piercings—frenum and ampallang—because she gasps in delight. I can’t help the smile that stretches my lips.
Her warm breath engulfs the tip of my cock, and then I feel her tongue licking off my arousal, swirling around the metal barbells. Her spiky blue hair brushes against thetabletop as she licks my shaft from the balls up, like she’s chasing dripping ice cream before it spills over her fingers.
A low growl builds in my chest when she takes me into her mouth, her lips sliding down halfway before my dick hits the back of her throat. Her free hand starts exploring my body, sliding up my stomach under my shirt. She moans as her fingers move over the ridges of my abdomen, the vibration sending a lick of fire straight to my balls.
“Good fucking girl,” I rasp. “Show me how much you love having my pierced cock in your mouth.”
She whimpers in reply and pinches my nipple. My hips shoot off the seat, my cock stuffing her mouth enough to make her gag.
I laugh and find her cheek with my palm. “That’s what you get for teasing me, Jules. You get more than you can handle.”
She pulls back with a wet slurp before speaking, her hand stroking my rod. “You don’t know how much I can handle, handsome.”
Even though I’d love nothing more than to flood her with my cum, I find myself grinning.
“Challenge fucking accepted, Jewel. Get up here and bend over the table.”
I contradict myself as soon as we’re both upright by grabbing her neck and pulling her in for a kiss. I taste myself on her tongue, but it doesn’t bother me—it just makes me hungrier. So, I let her go and spin her around.
