39. Anthony
CHAPTER 39
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Tonight was our first date as a real couple, and I was dripping in cold sweat.
As much as Shoua had always been my friend and I loved my time with her, I was still nervous about everything going right with this first date.
I jumped out of the car and almost bulldozed one of the valets down as I quickly made my way to the other side of my truck to open the door for Shoua. She let out an amused jingle of a laugh, making me smile with her. I stretched my hand out to her like a gentleman and she took it, sending waves of fire down my arm from that single touch.
I meant to let out a chuckle with her, but it drowned at the back of my throat when she slipped out of my car. Her pink pedicure caught my attention first because of the sparkles. I almost wanted to kneel right then and there and suck each of her pretty toes. But then my eyes caught the expanse of her golden tanned legs.
I eyed up to the hem of the beautiful pale blue dress she wore. It looked amazing on her, hugging every single inch, curve, and dip of her luscious body from her thick thighs to her waist to her delicious, ample breasts.
My mouth watered as she stepped out and turned to glance back into the car to see if she left anything behind. That simple movement flashed me the breadth of her sexy back. I swallowed hard at the sight of those tan lines from her bikini top. The contrast between her slightly paler golden skin and her bronze tan made my breath uneven.
I wanted to eat her up.
I wanted to lick her until she cried out to me and then bury my tongue in her folds to drink her up straight from the source. I wanted her to straddle me in the backseats, hike up that dress to her waist, and pummel my aching hard cock into her over and over as we moan out loud together until she creamed all over me. It would only temporarily quell my insatiable thirst and hunger for her.
I wanted her.
“Anthony,” she gasped, followed by a thick and wet swallow.
“Baby,” I said softly.
Her dark eyes pinned me under the yellow glow of the dim lights. A sweet smile danced across her lips. She moved closer to me after our waiter took our orders and whispered, “I can’t believe you brought me here.”
The tone of disbelief on her voice made me flushed all over. “Why?” I asked. “It’s our first date.”
Shoua quickly glanced around at the fancy sushi restaurant we were in. “Anthony, we’re at Natsuki. It takes months to get reservations here. How did you do it?”
“I have my ways,” I said with a smirk and a shrug. “Thanks to all the projects I’ve worked on.”
She raised a curious brow at me. “Let me guess. The owner was one of your previous clients?”
I nodded with a small laugh. “As always. This place is nice, but I promise there are many more places I want to take you to.”
Where we were at tonight, Natsuki , is the top restaurant in Sunset Valley for its sushi and opulent and fancy ambience. Needless to say, our first date was a special occasion, and I wasn’t going to downplay that.
Shoua’s cheeks blushed lightly. “Thank you for bringing me here,” she said.
I tilted my head and leaned into the palm of my hand, curious why she’d even thank me. “As I should.”
Her cheeks flared brighter. “Thanks . . .”
“Stop thanking me. I’m your boyfriend. This is exactly what I’m supposed to do.”
“Anthony—”
I laughed. “I want to spoil you. You and your client just closed on a million-dollar house today, didn’t you?”
“You’re just like your twin.” She sighed and shook her head.
“How? It’s our first date and we’re celebrating you.”
Shoua smiled softly. “He spoils Julie, and you want to spoil me.”
I threw back my head, chuckling. My laughter died in the sea of conversations surrounding us, but I knew she could hear me perfectly fine. “Well, we are twins and”—I took her left hand in mine, rubbing my thumb over her ring finger—“we love spoiling our women whenever we can.”
I placed kisses on her fingers again and again until the blush sitting on her face spread all the way down to her chest. My eyes dipped low to her teasing cleavage for a moment before our waiter came back with Shoua’s cocktail and our beautifully plated appetizers along with a small bottle of sake, which neither of us ordered. When I asked about it, he explained it was on the house because of Haru.
“Who’s Haru?” Shoua asked as soon as the waiter left.
I smiled. “My connection here.”
She raised a brow at me. “The owner, I’m presuming?”
“Yup, and Tim’s friend.” I nodded slowly.
“Do you just happen to know every wealthy person in Sunset Valley now?” Her eyes narrowed playfully at me, causing me to laugh again.
“No,” I said as I smiled. “I don’t. But I’d say I’m close to knowing most of them.”
Shoua shook her head at me, smiling wide, as she dug into the food. She immediately moaned, delightedly, making me dig in as well. We shared a nod as the light flavors and deep richness of our food hit our tongues.
As the night continued and we shared laughs and nods of our astounding dinner, I couldn’t help but just be happy whenever I looked at Shoua. There were moments when we didn’t even need to talk to one another as we enjoyed our time together.
Soon enough, we were served a yuzu panna cotta on the house, and it was the perfect way to end our meal. Haru brought out the check to us, and I was surprised to see the cost a mere fraction of what it should have been.
“Anthony, that was so good . Thank you for bringing me here,” Shoua said after we got into the truck and headed home.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I said, rubbing circles into the back of her hand.
“I can’t believe the owner gave you such a big discount,” she said as she laughed. “She seems like a very sweet client.”
“She is. She was the one who introduced me to Tim after all and I honestly doubt our company would be where it is today without her,” I said. “I owe her a lot for all that she’s done. So, I’m surprised she even gave us that kind of discount. That’s why I was insistent on paying it in full.”
“It’s because you’re a good contractor and an even better person, Anthony. People like you and your hard work ethic,” Shoua said. “They appreciate that, which is why your previous clients are telling all their friends about you and bringing you more work.”
“I suppose so,” I said bashfully.
She slipped her hand out of mine and playfully smacked my arm. “You’re not supposed to say that! You’re supposed to say, ‘You’re right. I am fucking amazing.’”
A booming laugh slipped out of me. I smiled so hard the muscles of my cheeks hurt as I pulled the truck to the side of the road and came to a stop. Before Shoua could ask me what I was doing, my hands eagerly reached out for her face as my lips crashed down onto hers. I needed to kiss her as much as I needed air, and I pulled every inch of her lips and tongue into my mouth, biting and sucking.
When I finally pulled away, my pounding heart raced harder under her fingertips. Our cheeks were red and we were smiling at each other. I cupped her face gently in my hands and then leaned in to kiss her softly on the cheeks.
“You’re right. I am fucking amazing,” I repeated before kissing her on the forehead.
Shoua’s face lit up as she blinked slowly at me. A light, bubbly laugh slipped out of me as I leaned in and kissed her again before driving home. The moment I parked in her driveway, I got out and ran to the other side of the car to open the door for her. Once she slipped out, I impatiently pressed her against my truck and passionately kissed her before she tugged away in a laughing gasp.
“Anthony, I can’t breathe,” she panted softly.
I laughed against the curve of her lips and then pulled away. I handed her the keys, which she graciously accepted. One of my arms slipped under her legs and the other behind her back.
“Let’s get you inside before I ravish you out here,” I said and then lifted her up. “I’ve been patiently waiting all night for my final dessert.”
“Your final dessert?” Shoua asked. She raised a knowing brow at me as I took five long strides to her front door.
She quickly unlocked it and turned the knob, and I pushed it open with my foot. I quickly shut the door behind us and she leaned down to lock it before I carried her to the couch.
I needed my dessert now .
As soon as I set her down, I pulled the hem of her dress up. My mouth watered upon seeing her nude, seamless thong. The source of her sweet, addictive nectar just behind that thin piece of fabric. I flashed her a wolfish grin as I pinned her knees into the cushions of the couch.
Shoua’s hands slipped on top of mine, holding that angle for me. A shaky breath escaped her parted, plump lips as my hands danced across the expanse of the back of her silky thighs. I pressed my lips against them to lightly trail kisses down to where my mouth wanted to be.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I breathed with each kiss. My eyes darted to hers to see her watching me. I drew my tongue out to lazily lick and kiss down to her ass cheeks. She moaned loudly. “Do you even know how many times I just wanted to bend you over the table and show the world exactly how divine you are, baby?”
I let out a long breath when I got to her pussy and pushed her thong aside. It was already glistening. I got on my knees and laughed against her clit as I settled in between her legs. She whimpered, practically urging me to dive in.
I kissed her clit this time and she moaned again, soft and melodic, like a siren lulling me out to sea. My tongue darted out to capture her nub, swirling it into my mouth. Her half-sob, half-groan cut the air as her hand slipped through my hair and tugged. I whined softly from the sharp pain as I sucked on her sweet clit. My girlfriend shuddered under me from the impact I caused.
“Aren’t you tired from last night?” Shoua moaned. She was asking about the three times we made love last night, and nope.
“With you? Never.” I chuckled, lapping a long strip between her folds. Her breath hitched and I smiled. “I can do this every day, every hour—from every single corner of this house to the floor to the bed to the bathroom. I’d be able to fuck you as if my life depended on it the way I need air.”
“How romantic,” Shoua said, amused.
I laughed into her folds, causing her to moan. “I try my best.”