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Desire darkened his normally light blue eyes until they were nearly black with
need.  It was my pleasure, Kira. The words might have sounded normal and familiar
to anyone else, but Kira had gotten to know this complicated man over the past few
hours. His response was heavy with knowledge and sexual intentions.
Exactly like everything else about this night. Grant had started seducing her from
the moment she d opened her front door to him. First with the flowers, then an
expensive bottle of wine and now a fabulous dinner.
At first she worried that someone with no job shouldn t be spending money like
water, but she reminded herself it wasn t her problem. Grant wasn t going to be in her
future as anything but a neighbor. The responsibility of taking care of him could fall to
some other lucky or unlucky woman.
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 Sir, ma am, A tuxedo-clad waiter interrupted their heated stare.  Tonight s
dessert menu.
The twenty-something server handed both of them small leather-bound binders
and discreetly left.
 Can I tempt you with a little something more?
 Really, Grant, I m stuffed. I couldn t eat another bite.
 Well, I ve recently developed a taste for certain tartly sweet cream. Hooded,
heated eyes dropped to where the table hid her from the waist down.  But since I can t
have a sample of what I really want I might as well go for second best.
With an easy gesture Grant lifted one hand in the air for no more than a second, but
almost before he put it down their eager waiter returned.
 Have you found something to tempt you? he questioned innocently.
Grant never took his eyes off her as he answered the man.  Indeed I have,
something very tempting. His slow wink heated her blood and flooded her panties
with creamy need.  But I ll settle for the Key lime pie, instead.
The young server said nothing, just nodded his head and rushed away to place
Grant s dessert order.
 You don t play fair, she accused while secretly delighted by his game.
His eyebrows rose in a silent question and Kira couldn t stop a small burble of
laughter from spilling out of her lips.
 You really are incorrigible.
At the sound of her giggle Grant s face lost its haughty expression and resumed its
normal handsome teasing expression.  Can I help it if everything reminds me of you?
 I don t see how a simple dessert can in any way remind you of& well, you know.
If they d been alone Kira wouldn t have hesitated to speak bluntly, but here in a public
place with other diners surrounding them she edited her words.
Grant had no such compulsions.  Eating you out?
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Heat warmed her cheeks at his blunt words, but she gamely kept her gaze on his.
 Yes.
 Both are sweet with the lightest touch of tartness that makes me crave another
taste, another lick until I m drowning in the flavor and still can t get enough. Then the
devilish seducer slowly licked his lips as if remembering when her cream coated them.
Feeling overwhelmed, turned on and way out of her comfort zone, Kira did the
only thing she could. She fought white-hot desire with blazing red need.
She thanked providence and whatever other benevolent deities floated around
that the restaurant Grant had chosen covered each table with a dark linen tablecloth
that almost reached to the floor.
Moving slowly she wriggled her strapless sandal off her foot. Then, as casually as
she could, Kira slipped her naked foot between Grant s spread thighs and began a slow
sensual massage with only her foot.
At the first touch Grant jumped slightly in his chair, but made no other obvious
reaction except for a slight rise in color.
 Like playing with fire, do you? he asked in a calm almost casual tone, that had
Kira wondering if she wasn t actually rubbing something other than what she d aimed
for.
 Unzip your pants, Grant. I want to feel you skin to skin. I want to feel the sticky
wetness of your pre-cum between my toes. With every word she spoke Kira wound
herself tighter. She d never been so turned on in her life, all without the man sitting
calmly in front of her laying a single finger on her.
 What will you give me if I do? He challenged her even as she felt his hand slide
between her foot and his rock-hard cock. He eased the zipper down slowly, watching
her with hungry eyes the entire time.
Little did the man know she was eager to be dared.  I ll let you fuck me anyway
you want tonight. As many times as you want or however you want. If you want me to
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