I waited with bated breath for her to answer, finally heaving a small sigh of relief when her friend responded for her. “Kenzie’s single,” she stated, earning a smack from Kenzie.
I reached across the table and picked up the perfectly knotted cherry stem. “Very impressive, indeed. You should use this card trick more often.” She let out a throaty giggle until I lowered my mouth back to her ear. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, though.”
“And that is?” she asked, a bit breathlessly.
I traced the lobe of her ear with my tongue before whispering into it, “You’re not the only one who knows how to work their tongue.” She gasped, and I chuckled. “But then again, you already know that.”
The very first orgasm I’d ever brought her to had been with my tongue. I could still remember how sweet she’d tasted. I’d been insatiable, using every trick I knew at the time to keep her squirming. She’d been nervous at first, but when she got closer to shattering, Kenzie had allowed her body to move of its own accord. The tension and stiffness fell away as she writhed atop the luxury linen, then came on my tongue. Now, I wanted to recreate that moment, and to hell with whoever happened to be around.
“I just saw someone I know. I’ll be back later,” the friend stated as she suddenly rose from her seat. She looked right at me and winked. “Much, much later,” she added.
“Reece,” Kenzie called out in warning.
“You’ll be fine with me. I don’t bite much,” I told her, taking a seat opposite of her.
Kenzie flushed, which I considered interesting. Either my presence still unnerved her, or she’d just been thinking about what I had. She flashed a nervous smile at me before tucking some of her long hair behind her ear. She’d once been an open book to me, but now she was an enigma. There was a sliver of what looked like pain inside of her eyes, but it was mostly masked by something else I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
“Are you going to stare at me all night?” she asked, breaking up my thoughts.
“And if I was?” I asked, then arched my brow. I wanted to do something to her all night, but it wasn’t ogling her, unless she meant after I’d fucked her senseless.
Kenzie smiled, this time a little less politely. She leaned across the table which pressed her breasts closer together. My eyes immediately dropped to her ample cleavage and they might’ve stayed there had she have not chosen that moment to speak. “In that case, I’ll give you a reason to stare.”
I smirked, even though I was unsure of where she was going with that until she stood up. She finished off her drink, then picked up the cherry stem. I watched as she tossed it onto the top of her glass. I still couldn’t wait to put her tongue to work, and I knew I would by the time this week was over. Hell, if I played my cards right, it’d be before sunrise.
“Take a good look at my ass as I walk away because it will be the closest you’ll be getting to it,” she told me before leaving.
“Doubtful.” I smirked as she disappeared into the crowd of other chefs. Kenzie wanted me. This much I knew. Now, it was up to me to convince her otherwise. My smirk widened as a few ideas popped into my head. That luscious of mouth of hers would be wrapped around my cock sooner rather than later.
She might want to think she has the upper hand now, but I’ve played enough games to know a bluff when I saw one. She was about to head down a dangerous path, and one I traveled often. After all, I didn’t just play games; I invented most of them, and she was playing right into my hand. Unfortunately, until I got her exactly where I wanted her, my hand would be the closest thing to my dick.