Mikhail smiles and says, “It’s coq au vin. I hope you like it.”
I take a bite and let out an appreciative moan. “This is delicious. Thank you.”
“This dish comes from Burgundy. When I take you there, you can let me know if you think this restaurant does it justice.”
All I can do is smile because I still can’t believe that he’s going to take me to all the places I’ve always dreamed about. By the time dessert comes, I’m already feeling stuffed, but there’s no way in hell I can resist the crème brûléein front of me. When I take a bite, I nearly have myself a second orgasm.
“I’m slightly insulted,” Mikhail teases. “Your face looks surprisingly similar to how it looked when you came all over my hand.”
I give him a smile and take another bite, filling my mouth with the sweet custard and caramelized sugar. When I close my eyes and give an exaggerated moan, he laughs, but when I open my eyes, I see he’s holding four fingers up.
“Hey, I thought you were just counting if I insulted myself.”
“I made the rules, and I can change them any damn time I want. You also get them for being a smartass.”
“Fair enough, I suppose,” I say, smiling at the waitress when she brings the bill and takes away the last of our plates. When I lean over and catch sight of what the meal costs, I let out a “Holy shit,” that’s a bit louder than I intended.
Mikhail laughs and takes a card out of his wallet, handing it to the waitress when she comes back.
“That’s more than I made in an entire week at the restaurant,” I say in a much lower voice.
“Good thing you don’t have to work there ever again.”
He smiles and runs his finger along my forearm, sending a rush of warmth all through me with just that small touch.
“You know I don’t need all this, right?” I ask him, grabbing onto his hand and holding it between mine. “I appreciate everything you’ve done and given me, but I don’t need it, Mikhail.” I bring his hand to my lips and kiss it. “I just need you.”
His face softens, and he gives me the sweet smile I love so much. “I know,zaichik. That’s what makes it so damn fun. I’ll never get tired of spoiling and taking care of you.”
Leaning closer, he gives me a soft kiss. “I love you,” he whispers against my lips. “Let’s get out of here. I want to see you in nothing but those diamonds, baby.”
I nod my head because that’s all I’m capable of at the moment. The house suddenly seems way too far away. The waitress comes back with Mikhail’s card. He takes it, leaves a very generous tip, and then stands, taking my hand as he does so. His hand goes back to the nape of my neck before trailing down my back to settle right above my ass. We leave the restaurant, both of us eager to get home. The same valet is outside waiting, and as soon as he sees Mikhail, he drops his gaze and runs to get the Porsche.
“Kid’s a fast learner,” he mutters beside me, pulling me closer.
“Be nice,” I say, making him laugh.
“I’m only nice to you, sweetheart.”
I wrap my arms around him, resting the side of my face against his chest, only letting go when it’s time to get in the car. The drive home seems to take twice as long. It’s a beautiful night, but I barely notice it as we cross the bridge. All my thoughts are on the gorgeous man beside me. We make it back in record time. As soon as he opens the door for me, he lifts me up and brings his mouth to mine, kissing me hard as he shuts the door and sets me on the hood of his Porsche.
“God, you drive me crazy,” he groans against my mouth, biting and sucking my bottom lip while his hands slide up my thighs, taking my dress with them until my bare pussy is exposed. His thumb presses against my clit, rubbing me in circles while his tongue grazes the roof of my mouth.
He kisses his way down my neck, licking and sucking my skin until he’s pulling small whimpers and moans from me just as easily as he always does. My nipples press against the fabric, and when he gets to them, he wraps his mouth around one, sucking me through my dress and then teasing me with small bites that send shivers through every cell in my body.
“Misha,” I moan, running my hands through his hair and wrapping my legs around his waist, wanting to pull him closer.
He smiles against me and gently lays me down on the hood of his car before bringing his head between my legs. Without warning, he slides his tongue into me, fucking me with it in long, smooth strokes that have my eyes rolling back in my head and my hands skirting along the car for purchase. There’s nothing to grab onto, though, so I press my hands flat against the sleek automobile and try to remember how to breathe.
His strong hands grip the backs of my thighs, keeping me spread wide for him. Sliding his tongue out, he nuzzles my pussy, kissing and sucking on my lips, working his way to where I really need him.
“Fuck!” I gasp when he gives me a hard suck and slides three fingers into me, quickly sending me over the edge. His tongue flicks my clit while his fingers keep up a dizzying rhythm that leaves me gasping and bucking against him until my whole body is shaking and I’m gasping for air.
He kisses and licks me clean, each touch sending aftershocks of pleasure through me, and when he lifts my head, he laughs at the goofy grin I’m giving him.
“I hope I didn’t wear you out already, baby, because I’m nowhere near done with you.”
I smile even bigger and let him carry me upstairs.