The Assassin’s Billionaire Bodyguard – Chapter 14
Joanie stepped back into their private conversation carrying two plates which she set in front of them.
“Your first entrée tonight is black truffle stuffed ravioli. One dish is tossed with a light olive oil drizzle and the other a gentle red wine rosé. Truffles have been linked to sexuality and aphrodisia since ancient Roman and Greek times. It is said the aroma of a truffle compares to pheromones thus encouraging couples to be drawn to each other when they share the dish. It also is alleged to have stamina inducing properties,” she waved to the dish in front of them, “while the dishes are separate, we encourage you to share the plates. There is a degree of sensuality and intimacy about sharing a plate and we urge you to let go of your individuality and embrace the familiarity and informality of dining as one.” She lifted the wine bottle and topped off their glasses and then stepped out of the space.
Isabella looked at the plates, each plate holding three palm sized raviolis. “How do we do this?”
nd held it up to her mouth. She hesitated for a moment and noted his eyes challenging her to give in, she opened her mouth and let him slide the soft and fluffy pasta onto her tongue. She closed her eyes as the pasta melted away and the earthy flavor of the truffles rolled over her palate. She covered her mouth with her hand, “oh my god Cam, you need to try this.”
wed her to put a piece of the ravioli in his mouth and nodded his agreement.
k turns feeding each other the luscious pastas, alternating from the plates in front of them, discussing which of the two sauces they preferred and fou
here still three more courses?”
nd his breath was warm on her cheek. “I may never be able to eat ravioli again without getting an erection.”
ed closer, his lips a breath from hers and then the sound of Joanie approaching made him grumble and rest his forehead against hers.
hand back to her own thigh, “get it together Cam. You set this date up, you have to get through the
is a stimulant, well known around the world to increase blood flow and heart rate. It is also the number one drink of choice for first daters around the world,” she joked as she adjusted the plates. “Bon Appetit.”
d stay in her position.
he kissed her temple, “put the fork in my meat.”
hortled at his words.
he chided her laughing lowly. He lifted his knife and then cut the meat.
she protested half-heartedly.
th me,” he spoke softly.
to his lips. “A guy could get used to this.”
is don’t happen very often.”
day.”
wed the bite. “Cam, stop looking at me like that.”
blushed. “I have been thinking of those legs since I saw you in the deli last week.”
opportunity to change the subject, “you’re a leg guy.”
n the treadmill Friday night has given me two sleeples
“Yes.”
od.”
d?”
kept you awake?”
didn’t back away from his
urious about?”
en you let go.”
d over her, pinning her to the back of their shared bench, his mouth almost touching hers, “Isabella, I am always in control, a control freak if you will. However, I will hold my control until you tell me I can let
of red wine, aged beef, and coffee, and he wrapped his arm around her neck, drawing her closer to him, deepening their kiss. He was masculine and heady, and she craved more of him.
rs pushed the loose collar of the top of her pantsuit away and exposed her skin to the air.
rivate circle. She looked down at the plates and fought the heat rising on her cheeks. Good grief he’d been groping her in a restaurant, and she had been all in. Sabine would analyze her to hell if she knew she’d been so carefree.
“I’ll be back in a moment.”
her hands to her face.
” he
or you. This is by far the furthest from angry I can be.”
lowed at her words.
id quickly.
refused.
“No?”
until we have dessert. I’m guessing chocolate is involved. I want my
with sincerity.
on, “eager much?”
te her allegation. “I wa
” she admitted, “but I want chocolate more.”
idding right?”
t his gaze seriously, “you can have your dessert.”
then I will drive you home.”
tional or accidental, had her skin longing for more. The kisses he stole between bites and sips of wine were excruciatingly steamy and she was vastly aware, while she wasn’t a shy virgin, she was assuredly far out of her depths with this man in terms of experience. Camden Torres was lethal in his pursuit to get her to bed, and she was dangerously close to spontaneous combustion.
ess, her hair was tousled, and her heart was thundering painfully against her ribs.
because he knew when to end a kiss mere moments before Joanie entered their booth. He was always collected before the woman stepped in, but Isabella was always struggling for her
ct pairing to your dessert. Enjoy.”
aiting on this damn chocolate for ages.”
ecision and dunked it in the dark confection and then lifted it to her lips. When the chocolate fell over her lips, he leaned forward and licked it off.
ate on her mouth purposefully just so he could lick her lips and she stopped him from using the skewer, stuck her finger into the pot and rubbed it along her
pening the kiss and toying with her tongue. He tasted of wine, coffee, chocolate, and desire.
r lips.
loody erotic.”
etting hard again.”
to get out of here.”
ine?”
than your place in Queens.”
g dramatically.
d and s*x is off the table, I will take you home no questions asked.”
me either. If you do want me naked though, you better hurry up.”
you’re in a hurry?”
as approaching and whispered in his ear, “when I said my panties were wet earlier?” she saw his eyes darken, “I lied, I’m not