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My head malfunctions. “Yes, normally.”
“Normally?” He squints his eyes, unsure what I mean.He puts a hand behind his neck. After a brief pause he continues, “Good, so we’ll learn a dish and then he’ll be on his way. Sound good?”
All I can do is nod and give an excited smile. I was going to explain that I shouldn’t be eating food high in calories right now, but this is the chance of a lifetime. Screw the fucking diet, it’s cheat day! Let’s get cooking.
Chapter 28
Grant
Watching Lana in the kitchen is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. There’s something about seeing a woman in her element, no matter what it is. Lana is definitely in her element. She knows all the instruments, how to measure, all the techniques. She looks amazing in an apron. Actually, I want her wearing nothing but that while I fuck her from behind in the kitchen.
Thank fuck this lesson is only an hour. I want to kiss the shit out of her right now, but I’d get a boner I couldn’t hide. I’m also not sure I’d be able to stop, which is inconvenient in front of company.
Finally, she puts whatever the hell we were cooking into the oven and Robert announces he has to leave.
“Thank you so much for coming, Mr. Ortega! I hope to eat at your restaurant one day soon! This was amazing, thank you!” Lana sends her appreciation towards my friend while shaking his hand.
“Of course,señorita! Call me Robert,” he tells Lana, and then turns to me. “How did you find such a talented, beautiful woman? You’re lucky. Don’t mess it up, huh?”
We both walk Robert to the door. I hold out my hand to shake. I can only imagine what favor he’s going to call in.
“Thanks, Robert. We’ll be in touch.”
I close the door and Lana is right beside me, staring up at me with those big brown eyes. “How did you know I love cooking? How do you know Robert freaking Ortega? Oh my gosh, tonight was awesome!” Then she jumps to her tip toes, puts her arms around my neck, and reaches the side of my face to give me a small kiss. “Thank you!”
I’m six foot three to her short five foot three. It’s a wonder she reached my cheek. I’m not letting her get away from me so fast. I hold her by the waist, putting her stomach to mine with her toes off the ground. She looks at me as though mesmerized.
“I’d do anything totryto impress you, Sunshine. You deserve the world. Hasn’t anyone ever shown you that?”
Her eyes glisten like she’s about to cry again. “No. Not like this. I’m so sorry I ruined your plans.”
“It’s okay, you didn’t know. I don’t think you knew I was serious about you.” I grab her chin and stare into her eyes. “I am.”
She gives a small smile back. I can’t stand not kissing her, so I lean in and kiss her gently at first, cupping her face in my hands. She gives in without protest, leaning in more and kissing me back. She’s the first to meld her tongue with mine. That’s when I lose my control.
I grab her ass cheeks and pick her up to lift her around my waist. She keeps kissing me, not letting up. I rip off the apron over her head and move the dishes out of the way with a shove of my arm. Then I put the apron down on the counter and place her ass on top of the kitchen island. Pulling away from her mouth, I kiss her neck. Then I grip her ass with one hand and palm her breast with the other. I’m taking my time with her. She needs me to go slow. It’s excruciating, but I don’t want to scare her.
I trail kisses down her neck, moving from side to side at an unhurried pace. Then I pull off her shirt. I grab the back of her neck and pull her in for a long, slow kiss. Then I pull down her sweatpants and underwear.
I kneel and spread her legs, pausing for a moment to admire that beautiful pussyglistening. “You’re stunning. I’ve been waiting to get a hold of you.”
It’s been a couple months since I’ve been with someone. Waiting for Lana has made it feel like years. I’d wait longer if she wanted me to, but I think she needs me as much as I need her.
She’s leaning back on her elbows, watching my every move. Not a care in the world. I lick my finger and then insert it into her core and curl it. It makes her head fall back in elation. She looks like she could come right now and I’ve barely touched her. She lifts her head again to see what I’ll do next. I move my finger slowly in and out while I kiss from the inside of her ankle all the way up to her hip. Then I move to her lower stomach, kissing there and adding another finger. As I make eye contact with her, I slick my tongue over her slit.
She arches and grabs a fistful of my hair. I lap at her for maybe sixty seconds and then she starts convulsing. She bunches the apron with her fists as her eyes close and her head tips back. I’ve barely had a taste of her. I freeze with wide eyes.
“Did you just come?” I pull away from her, shocked, as she finishes spasming.
“Yes.” She covers her hands with her face. “It’s been a while since I’ve been with someone. I forgot what’s it’s like.”
“How long?” I ask with my fingers still inside her.
“A year and a half or so.”
“Jesus fuck, Lana!” Those words make me spring to attention. I’m the first guy she has let in since the douchebag. I remove my fingers and lick them as I stand. Then I pick her up in a bridal position. “Where’s the bedroom, baby girl? We have a lot of time to make up for.”
Chapter 29