Chapter 5 Appetizer
APPETIZER
Eli
The minute she arrived in a sexy little sundress, I knew tonight was when I’d pounce.
Granted, I didn’t plan on doing anything at dinner, but having her within arm’s reach, I couldn’t resist, and when her leg brushed up against mine, there was no stopping me.
The table couldn’t have been a better shield, high enough that no one could tell where my hand was heading.
Christ, that soft skin has me hard in seconds.
I’m a goner the moment my fingers hit home and feel her clench of desire in response.
The waiter ends my enjoyment by arriving with the appetizers, and I reluctantly pull back.
Cici quickly excuses herself to the ladies’ room, and the minute she leaves, my decision is made—the only thing I need to eat right now is Cici.
Making the same excuse, I slowly extract myself from the table so as not to appear too eager.
I arrive just in time, as she’s one step out of the bathroom.
Not looking, she runs into me, and I grip her upper arms, steadying her.
“Umph.” She looks up at me, and when she sees the determination on my face, her eyes go wide.
“You’re the only appetizer I want. No arguing, Cici.
Unless I hear ‘no’ uttered from that luscious mouth of yours, you’ll come for me like a good girl.
” Before she has a chance to blink, let alone utter a word, I keep hold of her upper arm and drag her into the men’s single bathroom.
Thank God it’s an elegant restaurant and the bathrooms are cleaner than some people’s homes.
With the lock in place, I maul her with her back against the door, causing her purse to drop as she wraps her arms around me.
My hands grip each side of her head to keep it in place while my mouth consumes hers.
This is no simple kiss but a claim of what’s mine.
My desperation is apparent in every swipe of my tongue.
The relief of having this woman in my arms again causes my heart to thump so fast that I’m anxious, never wanting to let her go.
Unable to resist a second longer, I reach down between her legs and shove her panties aside, finding her dripping. “Holy fuck, Cici. You’re soaked. I need to taste you.”
Not giving her time to protest, I crouch, rip her panties away with one firm tug, and stuff them in my pocket.
Nudging her inner thighs, forcing her legs to spread, I lift her dress to feast on the glorious bare pussy before me—and for tonight, it’s all mine.
Diving in, I spear her with my tongue, causing her to suck in a lungful of air before releasing a sensual moan.
She’s delicious. Getting my fill, I slowly lick back up to suck her clit, then flick it a few times and stand.
Wrapping my hand around her neck with my thumb at her pulse point, her heart begins to race.
“You’re fucking amazing. Even better than I remember. Taste yourself, baby.” My mouth takes hers again, and fuck if the moan she gives doesn’t turn me on even more as I grind into her.
She parts for air. “Please, Eli.”
“Please what, baby?”
Instead of answering, she kisses me again. She’s too stubborn to tell me what she wants.
“Tell me what you want, beautiful, or I can’t help you,” I say while moving my attention to her neck, knowing it drives her wild.
She’s making me crazy. I’m squeezing her ass, loving the feel of her plump but firm cheeks, while waiting for the green light to bring my hand around to pleasure her, but she needs to ask for it.
“Come on, Cici,” I say into her neck. “Stop being so stubborn and tell me what to do.” My hips push forward, my hard-as-fuck cock hitting her clit in the perfect spot, causing her to buck against me.
My dick throbs, but it can wait. Pleasing Cici is all that’s on my mind, and watching her fall apart is the only thing on the menu.
I hear her sigh the moment she gives up her resolve. “Eli, touch me, please. I want your hand between my legs—your fingers inside me. Please.” Yep, she’s begging. Right where I want her.
“That’s a good girl. All you had to do was ask, baby.” I smile into her neck while my hand goes to her soft, slick folds. They find her opening and circle the entrance before thrusting in hard, the way she likes it.
I quickly cut off her scream by clamping my hand tightly over her mouth.
“Shhh. We don’t want anyone to know what’s happening in here, do we?”
She shakes her head with glazed eyes from her pending climax. She’s so close.
“God, woman, what you do to me. I shouldn’t let you orgasm as punishment for keeping me away.” My hand doesn’t stop despite my threat.
She whimpers with need.
“You’re lucky I’m desperate to watch. Are you ready to come for me, gorgeous?”
More whimpers.
“Yeah, baby. Let me see you fall apart.” I push in further, curling my fingers again and again until her whimpering becomes a muffled scream, her eyes squeezing shut as she shatters. That just won’t do.
“Open your eyes, sweetheart. That’s it. You’re so fucking sexy when you come. I’d die a happy man if I could only watch you fall apart for the rest of my life.” I bask in the feel of her orgasm around my fingers until the very last pulse.
My hand lowers from her mouth, and I claim her lips with mine once more, kissing her passionately. I’m lost to this woman. I’m lost to her pleasure. I’m lost to the hold she has on me. I reluctantly pull away from a slight pressure on my chest as she nudges me back.
“Eli, we’ve been gone too long. We’ll get caught.” Her body shudders as my hand leaves her tight channel.
“I hate to break it to you, cutie.” I rub my nose against hers. “But everyone at that table knows what’s happening right now.”
“What?” she squeaks, shoving me hard this time.
I don’t answer but turn to wash my hands.
“How do you know? No, you’re wrong. You go back first and tell them I was on the phone. You overheard me when you came out of the bathroom and stopped to make sure everything was all right. I’ll come out in a minute and tell them it was something to do with work. Give me my underwear.”
Finished, I turn around and smirk.
“Eli!” She holds her hand out. “Now.” She’s damn adorable.
Reaching into my pocket, I pull them out and hold her ripped panties up. “I’m fairly certain these won’t be staying in place. Tell you what, I’ll go ask our server if he happens to have a safety pin or a rubber ba—”
“Go. Just go. I’ll be out in a minute.” She points to the door aggressively.
I can’t help but laugh as I place her tattered panties in my pocket when she opens the door and shoves me out. The lock sounds immediately. Rather than wait for her, I swiftly head back to minimize the awkwardness. If they were clueless before, they won’t be now.
For Cici’s sake, I’m glad I returned first. There’s absolutely no doubt in anyone’s mind where I’ve been and what we’ve been doing. I’m sure the massive boner I’m sporting on arrival only confirms everyone’s suspicion. Sebastian’s raised eyebrow and smirk are proof of that.
Braden’s the first one to speak up before my ass even hits the chair. “You motherfucker. How long has this been going on?”
Meanwhile, the lightbulb goes on in Lily’s head, and the gears start turning, probably replaying any previous encounters, looking for signs.
My gaze is stern. “It doesn’t matter. As far as you’re all concerned, Cici was on a work call. Leave it at that.” I’m not Sebastian scary, but when there’s a point to be made, I make it.
Braden just shakes his head in bewilderment, while Sebastian sneers.
I catch Lily turning toward him and mouthing the question if he knew, and he shrugs in response.
I’m sure that will be a conversation for later.
Lily isn’t as submissive out of the bedroom as she is in it and definitely won’t back down from this.
She’s perfect for my brother, and I love seeing someone challenge him. I can’t be the only one.
Seconds later, Cici struggles to maintain composure as she approaches the table and takes her seat next to me.
“I’m so sorry. I got a work call, and it took waaay longer than expected.
” The kick she delivers under the table makes my smirk unavoidable at her innuendo.
It’s not my fault she took so long to ask for what she wanted.
Lily jumps in to take the heat off Cici. “No worries. We saved you a few different things to try and basically buttoned up the Vegas trip. I’m so excited.”
Cici’s unresponsive, probably still caught up in what we just did. I imagine Cici will be hearing from Lily by the end of the night, and she’ll know our cover’s been blown.
“Jackson’s looking forward to seeing us. That was a great idea, Cici. Plus, you can’t beat a bachelor party in Sin City,” Braden adds, reminding me he talks to Jackson just as much as I do.
Shit. He’ll for sure spill to Jackson the first chance he gets.
I better come clean with him before Braden does.
Not that I think Jackson will have an issue with me and his little sister, especially since I’m positive he already suspected something was up.
Seeing Cici freeze in fear at the same realization tells me it’s time to change the subject.
“Who wants to have a little fun on this trip? ’Cause I’ve got three options: a canyon we can rappel into, a racing experience where you drive a car at top speeds around the track, or a ranch outside of the city where we could shoot grenade launchers.
Take your pick, but we’re doing at least one of them. ” I point around the table.
“Or Lily and I could go shopping while you men do your macho, manly stuff,” Cici suggests. “And I’m sure Lily will be okay for a few hours without you,” she teases Sebastian. She’s one of only two people I’ve seen get away with that. And barely.
She’s saved from his response with the arrival of our meals.