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  Their eyes met and Chesca knew that once they were done with the club they would be tearing each other’s clothes off. This whole eating and drinking thing was just a social nicety so that they could tell Simon they’d been out to celebrate. She knew exactly what Nathan wanted because she wanted it too. She wanted it more than she had ever wanted anything. The reality of his body, his lips and the way he looked at her was making her hotter than she had ever been around him. She wanted everyone to disappear so that she could kiss him again, feel his hands on her back, over her hips, on her arse.

  Instead a cheerful looking waitress bowled up to them and Nathan gave his name turning to check that Chesca was OK before following the waitress into the club. Chesca put her hand out to grab his, keen to feel the comfort of his body and as if he could read her mind he put his arm around her, his hand resting on her bum again. She loved the possessiveness of the gesture, the feeling it gave her of belonging to him. Chesca moulded her body against his, her fingers stroking the nape of his neck.

  As the waitress stopped she realised why Nathan had been whispering on the phone. It was obviously the best table in the club and people were openly staring at them. Chesca leaned forward and let her lips brush against his cheek. “It’s amazing,” she whispered. She was surprised to feel a hint of stubble, the sharp prick of pain setting her lips buzzing. With all the excitement of the day and then the dim light of the club she hadn’t realised he hadn’t shaved. She was used to his skin looking soft and clean shaven. This new development was definitely a turn on and she couldn’t believe she hadn’t noticed before. She felt as though all her senses were being stimulated at once. The rich smell of the chocolate, the rough drag of his cheek and jaw and the incredible décor of the club all conspired to make her tremble, unsure of whether she could last another minute without getting him naked.

  Nathan helped her into the circular booth that the waitress had led them too, ensuring she was comfortable before sliding in beside her, his hand finding hers. The flickering of the candles gave his face a soft glow and Chesca kissed him, not caring if the whole restaurant was watching.

  His tongue was moist and insistent, parting her lips as his fingers gripped hers. A low moan vibrated against her lips and she felt her knickers flood as she realised the effect she was having on him.

  “Chesca, you are so fucking sexy,” he growled, “you’re like no woman I’ve ever met before. Everything about you is so...,” he paused, nuzzling her cheek then returning to kiss her desperate mouth, “so sensual. The way you move and the way you speak; everything about you is naughty and I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now.”

  Chesca blushed. “You say the sweetest things, Nathan.”

  Her words got muffled as his lips covered hers again and with a soft moan she wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the kiss.

  They only pulled apart when the waitress coughed discretely by their table.

  “Can I get you any drinks? We have some great chocolate cocktails.” She handed them the menus and the drinks list and waited expectantly. Chesca could barely tear her eyes away from Nathan’s gorgeous face to look at the list. He grinned at her.

  “Want me to order a drink for you?” he asked and she nodded, nuzzling into his neck, trailing her fingers across his chest. She already felt drunk on the masculine smell of his sexy body and the heady decadence of the club. Her senses were in overdrive. Nathan ordered a bottle of champagne and two cocktails. Chesca slid her hand down into his crotch as the waitress turned her back, disappearing towards the bar to get their drinks. She held her breath wondering if he would be shocked but instead he put his hand over hers as his prick twitched in his trousers.

  Chesca’s clit throbbed as she traced the outline of his erection sending another flood of creamy liquid to her pussy. Nathan’s breath hissed through his teeth as she stroked and teased the thick shaft which was straining against the soft denim, all the time looking around the club as if nothing was happening. She took in the beautiful décor, muted shades of brown and cream with accents of dark, bitter chocolate; marvelled at the antique glass chandelier’s and ran her free hand across the crushed velvet of the banquet seat. All the while her fingers slid tantalisingly across the delectable bulge in her boss’s tight designer jeans. Chesca watched him struggle to maintain his composure, acutely aware of the other diners in the restaurant and the waitress making her way over to take their order. He dropped his napkin into his lap as she stopped at their table, covering Chesca’s flirtatious ministrations and his rock hard boner in one move.

  Chesca was about to turn her attention to the delicious looking menu in front of her, when Nathan took it out of her hand and handed it back to the waitress

  “I called earlier,” he said and she nodded and disappeared again

  Nathan turned to her, biting his lip as she squeezed his cock gently. “I hope you weren’t too hungry,” he said apologetically.

  Chesca pouted, sliding her fingers down Nathan’s solid, muscular thigh.

  “Are you just going to get me drunk?” she asked.

  Nathan tried to compose himself enough to answer her as Chesca scraped her fingers over the end of his dick, fiddling idly with the top button of his fly.

  He shook his head. “No, but I think you’ll like the alternative”

  “I can’t wait,” she purred stroking him again.

  “Damn it Chesca, you’re incorrigible,” he groaned.

  “And you love it, Nate. You’ve always said you admire the way I take control of a situation.”

  Nathan laughed. “You’re not in control here,” he whispered, “I am.”

  “Oh yeah?” Chesca cupped his groin again, the answering throb in his cock telling her everything she needed to know. She took her hand away, confident of having the upper hand.

  “Yeah,” he grinned, sliding his hand along the smooth skin of her upper thigh and letting his finger outline her swollen pussy lips through her flimsy satin knickers, his thumb brushing over her clit.

  Desire flashed through Chesca’s brain like a million bursts of light and she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth to try and cover it. Without thinking she parted her legs to allow him better access, almost lifting herself off the curved seat to increase the pressure on her aching slit.

  With an infuriating smirk, Nathan removed his hand from between her sodden thighs and picked up both their drinks, passing her a delicate glass full of ice and a pale creamy liquid. As she put the rim to her lips she let her tongue dip into the viscous liquid, savouring the flavour and the darkening of Nathan’s pupils as he watched her. It was unmistakably chocolate but with a hint of something else, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. She took another sip, her eyes never leaving his.

  “What is that?” she asked, swirling the liquid around the glass, “It’s like heaven.”

  “It’s called an Obsession,” Nathan said, “I thought it summed us up perfectly.” He turned her head towards him and claimed her mouth with his, his lips soft and seductive as he kissed and nipped, nibbling at her lower lip, his tongue delving into the moistness. Chesca could taste the cocktail on him and moaned softly, wondering how it would feel to have his expert tongue working on another pair of lips.

  She pulled away from Nathan’s magnetic heat in an attempt to bring herself back under control, and took another sip of her cocktail. The alcohol warmed her throat, only serving to make her hornier. Her body ached to be close to him again and she stopped fighting it, letting her hands wander.

  “I don’t know if I can wait until after dinner to fuck you,” she whispered.

  Right on cue the waitress delivered a chocolate fountain with marshmallows, raspberries, strawberries and peach pieces. She also put down a couple of shots of raspberry liqueur, 2 plates and several skewers.

  Chesca looked up at Nathan her eyes
sparkling. “What did you order for dessert,” she giggled.

  He smiled wolfishly at her. “I think we should go back to the hotel for dessert, don’t you?”

  He handed her a champagne flute and tapped his glass against hers.

  “To getting you naked as soon as possible,” he murmured.

  “I’ll drink to that,” she giggled, taking a huge gulp, letting the tingle of the bubbles fizz on her tongue.

  Nathan took her hand, stroking his thumb over her palm, “When we get back to the room, I’m going to pour champagne over your beautiful body and lick it off. Then I’m going to let the bubbles fizz against your hot little pussy until you’re begging me to let you come.”

  “I don’t think that will take long.”

  Nathan picked up a skewer and impaled a strawberry. He held it under the chocolate until it was dripping, then held it out to Chesca. She parted her lips and he pushed the sticky fruit between them watching her as she closed her mouth around it. She bit into it, the sweet juice mixing with the decadent velvet of the chocolate.

  “Jeez Chesca, I’ve never thought watching someone eat could be sexy but I nearly came right then.”

  Chesca chewed the fruit and swallowed, then licked her lips. She took the skewer from him and waved it over the plate, trying to decide what to give him.

  “I think you should have a bite of my peach,” she said, pushing the stick through the soft, yielding flesh and holding it up. It glistened wetly and Nathan swallowed hard. Then she coated it in chocolate and pressed it to his lips, smearing chocolate across his mouth. As he swallowed the piece, she kissed him, licking him clean.

  “You were right,” she whispered, “I love this.”

  Feeding each other, hands wandering, lips meeting, they made light work of the platter of fruit and sweet squashy treats. Chesca thought that if she didn’t have Nathan soon she would combust. Her body was burning with lust and she knew he was feeling the same way. She finished the last drops of her cocktail, her mouth sticky with the heady indulgence of the chocolate. She felt as though her body was infused with the decadent treat, her nostrils filled with the scent of it. It would forever remind her of the way she was feeling, sat next to Nathan, desperate to fuck him, her body on fire with pent up lust and naked desire.

  “C’mon let’s go,” Nathan said as handed the waitress a wad of cash and pulled Chesca to her feet. At the front of the club he made her wait. “I have something I need to get; a little surprise for you.”

  Chesca checked out the photographs dotted randomly over the walls. They were vintage burlesque shots and she imagined how it would feel to wear the beautiful outfits. She thought Nathan would like them a lot. She jumped as he circled her waist with his arms, kissing her neck.

  “Where is it?” she asked

  “Where’s what?”

  “My surprise!”

  Nathan laughed. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I just handed it over. You’ll have to be patient.”

  “I think I can manage that,” Chesca said, “I waited long enough for tonight after all.”

  “I think we’ve both waited too long. The car’s outside, let’s go get dessert.”

  Inside his room Nathan wrapped his arms around Chesca, his lips finding hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She could still taste the warm, rich chocolate of the meal as he backed her slowly up against the wall and held her against it, pushing her hands over her head. She moaned as he restrained her.

  “You like it a little rough?” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear and she nodded, a soft whimper escaping as he pinched her nipple hard through her dress. Nathan looked at her. Her dark hair was rumpled and her face was flushed from their flirting. Her lips were full and pink and her eyes were heavy with lust.

  He slipped her dress off her shoulders, exposing the smooth, white skin. The contrast between it and the hot red of her dress made him shiver. He peeled it slowly down her body until she was standing in her underwear. He traced his finger along the strap of her suspenders and moaned, his erection straining against his jeans. Holy fuck, there was nothing he liked more than a girl who wore suspenders.

  “I like these,” he said, “Do you wear them in the office?” He slipped his fingers underneath the top of them, marvelling again at how her skin was even softer than the cool satin.

  “Sometimes. Just think of the fun you can have trying to figure out when I am.”

  “Tease,” he murmured, leading her to the large bed in the middle of the room. The view across the city was incredible, the lights twinkling like a million stars. He pushed her back gently and she sank down onto the thick feather duvet, lying back against the pillows. The Egyptian cotton was cool and smooth against her skin. It reminded her of the velvet skin of a hard cock and she wondered if Nathan’s would feel the same. He was still wearing his jeans and t-shirt and he smelled like the chocolate they had been consuming all evening.

  “Drink?” he asked, turning towards the bar and pulling an ice cold bottle of champagne from the fridge. Chesca shivered as she remembered what he had said in the club. She was already feeling light headed but hell, tonight was a special occasion.

  “Love one,” she purred, stretching out across the bed giving him access to every part of her body, snuggling against the decadent feel of the velvet comforter. She wondered how long she would be able to last with his tongue and the bubbles caressing her most intimate parts.

  The subtle pop of the champagne bottle brought her back to the present and she watched Nathan’s forearms flexing as he poured their drinks, imagining waking up wrapped in them. He lay down next to her on the bed and Chesca rolled over to face him as she took her drink. The alcohol she’d already consumed was making her bolder than she would normally be and she kissed him again. Her nipples were tight and hard against the lace of her bra and dipping his finger into his glass Nathan dripped the ice cold liquid onto them. Chesca’s body shuddered as she arched up against him. Nathan took both of their glasses and deposited them unceremoniously next to the bed, then with a desperation which made Chesca’s heart beat faster he undid the clasp on her bra, finally freeing her tits from the confines of the black lace.

  “Wow,” he mumbled, his mouth immediately full as he sucked a rosy pink nipple between his lips. It felt as though he had direct access to her clit and she moaned as his hand skimmed over her heated flesh, stroking her stomach, smoothing the soft curve of her hips.

  The contrast between her naked flesh and his fully clothed body was making Nathan harder than ever but he needed to feel her against him. He sat up quickly and stripped off his t-shirt, exposing hard nipples and a sexy line of hair from his chest over his stomach, disappearing into his jeans.

  Chesca ran her fingers through it then with a shove she pushed him onto his back and sat astride him. She could feel the insistent nudge of his dick as she ground her crotch into his, the rub of the denim against her soaking cunt causing ripples of desire to run through every nerve in her body.

  She pinned him by his wrists and slowly and deliberately kissed from his throat, down his chest, paying particular attention to each nipple, then traced her tongue down the line of sandy blond hair, stopping tantalisingly close to the button at the top of his flies. Nathan thrust himself up closer to her, moaning as her nipples brushed his stomach. She sat back and looked down at him, her boss, his skin covered in sheen of sweat, his dick so hard she thought it might burst out of his trousers before she could even think about freeing him.

  “Chesca, I have to have you,” he said, leaning up on his elbows. Chesca smiled, pushing her hair back out of her face, her cheeks flushed with arousal. “But first I promised you a surprise.” With that Nathan lifted her off his lap and deposited her back onto the soft duvet. She shivered at the strength in his upper body.

  “What is it,” she demanded watching him walk semi naked ac
ross the room. Fuck she adored the sight of a guy in just his jeans. He pulled a small package out of his jacket pocket and came back to the bed.

  “Chocolate kink,” he grinned, tipping the little box upside down.

  Chesca giggled as a chocolate paddle and ball gag fell onto the bed. Nathan grabbed Chesca and flipped her over exposing the creamy white flesh of her arse. She squealed as he pushed the ball of chocolate into her mouth and secured it with velvet ribbons. It tasted smooth and sweet and it started to melt almost immediately.

  Without wasting another minute, Nathan tugged off his jeans and trunks and picked up the chocolate paddle. It warmed in his hand and he knew he’d have to be quick, not least because he didn’t think he could resist the soft pink flesh he could see peeking from between Chesca gorgeous arse cheeks for very much longer. He stroked his hand over her bum, teasing her with little slaps and pinches. Chesca pushed up against his hand, the whimpers coming from behind the gag turning him on even more.

  “You ready, baby?” he asked

  The soft mewl and desperate nod gave him all the answer he needed and he swung the paddle against her white flesh. Chesca gasped around the gag, the paddle stinging a little more than she had expected. She wondered if Nathan could see how the first hit and sent a rush of honey to her pussy, parting her thighs a little so that he had an uninterrupted view of her soaked slit, each smack pushing her closer to her release. She could feel the chocolate melting against her heated flesh. A couple more spanks and the paddle gave up, the handle melting in Nathan’s hand. He smeared the melted chocolate over Chesca’s arse and then bent his head to lick the hot pink marks all over her bum. He leaned forward and inserted his fingers into her mouth, letting her suck and lick him until he was clean as he cleaned the sweet liquid from her behind. Chesca bit into the gag and freed her mouth, eating the chocolate so that the velvet dropped onto the bed. She held her breath as his tongue travelled lower and his fingers gently spread her cheeks apart, exposing her quivering pussy.