“I only wanted a coffee,” she said, staring at me with fake confusion.
“Are you always this stubborn?” I asked.
She blew some of her golden blond hair from in front of her dazzling blue eyes and said, “Are you normally this stalkerish?”
“Only with you. Now, order what you wanted,” I said. A smile toyed on my lips and my eyes drifted to hers.
She pressed her lips together. “Really, I just want the coffee.”
“Nice try,” I said, “but that sigh you huffed out of those beautiful lips of yours not even five minutes ago said otherwise. Now, order the item or I will do it for you.”
She stared at me like she had no idea what I was talking about. Her eyebrows drew together over the bridge of her nose, and she shook her head before facing the cashier. “I’ll take a coffee.”
I sighed. “She’ll take the cinnamon roll she was eyeing along with it.”
The cashier nodded and gave me the total.
I pushed Cassidy to the side with a smirk and a wink.
“Hey,” she said. “I can pay for things on my own.”
“I’m sure you can,” I said.
“So, what do you think you are doing?” she asked.
“I believe this is called ordering for you, which some women find charming,” I said.
“You didn’t have to do that, you know,” she said, staring up at me.
“I did know that but thank you for the reminder.” A coffee and a warmed-up cinnamon roll sat on the counter. I picked them up and faced Cassidy. “Shall we?”
“So why did you do it?” she asked.
I headed toward a table and took a seat. She sat in front of me, and I pushed the items closer to her. “Because I wanted to.”
“Thank you,” she said. Her voice was softer.
“Enjoy,” I commanded and waited.
She stared at me. “You’re not going to get anything?”
I shook my head. “I have exactly what I want. Now eat.”
Her cheeks filled with a rosy, red color, which I found fascinating. Her bright blue eyes stared at me, threatening to swallow me hole. “While you’re staring at me?”
I laughed. “What are you too shy to eat in front of me?”
She shrugged. “No.”
“Eat, woman. I want to see the joy on your face when you eat that.” I pointed at the sugary, cinnamon-filled sweet.
She huffed and picked up the cinnamon roll. She shoved some of it into her mouth. Within seconds, her eyes widened. As the flavors melted along her tongue, they rolled into the back of her head. Her eyes closed and then she moaned softly as she chewed the bite. When she swallowed it down, she licked the bits of filling from her lips.
The whole thing was a piece of art. A video I could watch over and over and never get tired of it. She had just created the best piece of porn I had ever seen and will ever see again. All with the taste of the cinnamon roll.
My dick hardened and I gripped the table. That was only one bite. I didn’t think I could hold myself back for the rest of it. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to try.
“Oh, my goodness, that was so unexpectedly wonderful.”