100.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.
Taking Enzo’s hand, both of us walked out of the house and he held the door open for me. His hand didn’t leave my thigh until we got to the restaurant.
It was luxurious, everything, including the staff screamed excess luxury and I just couldn’t wrap my head around how he keeps finding places like this.
Not that I should be surprised but each time I feel like nothing he does could surprise me anymore, he does not only surprise me but turns me on in the process.
“What do you think?” Enzo asked as I kept my gaze fixed on the restaurant built like it was a penthouse, no word could have described what I thought.
It was magnificent, magical and the interior made me feel like I’d completely left earth and was on another planet.
“This way please.” A feminine voice put a halt to my thoughts and I held Enzo even tighter as I followed the waitress to wherever she was leading us to.
I could tell this was the VIP section because only a few people were there and the light was dimly-lit, the music was slow and everyone seemed to be minding their own business.
“How?” I managed to say as Enzo pulled the chair out for me but instead of a response, all I got was a kiss on my shoulder and a breathy whisper.
“You deserve nothing but the best.” With that, Enzo sat right beside me even though the chair he was sitting on was supposed to be on the other end of the table and I watched with admiration as my man placed the orders.
He knew just what I wanted and soon, the waitress was gone. I tried to wipe the smile off my face but I couldn’t and it was almost as though I was broken.
I’d been smiling a lot more than I ever thought I could in a day since our relationship became official. I had no idea how but as usual, Enzo and I didn’t run out of things to say to each other until the waitress came back.
Our table was soon filled up with lots of food that made my stomach growl, “dig in.” Enzo laughed heartily and I wasted no time digging into the meal in front of me.
Like he always does, he watched with the biggest smile on his face while I ate and he only took small bites and sips of wine.
I made sure I avoided the wine and any other kind of food that could do something to my pregnancy as I ate, praying that he doesn’t ask questions and he didn’t.
Enzo’s hand remained glued on my thigh until he started moving his hand up and down my leg. My pussy throbbed and my panties just kept getting damper.
He moved my dress higher up on my leg and stopped right when he felt my panties and I thought he was going to stop but when has anything ever stopped Enzo.
Using one finger, Enzo moved my panties to the side and I almost choked on my dessert when I felt his cold fingertip graze my clit before moving his fingers around my pussy.
Coughing, I chugged on the glass of water before me and watched through my peripheral vision as Enzo’s eyes were glued to his phone while his left hand worked my pussy.
“Stop watching me and eat.” He ordered and I almost jumped because the last thing I thought with his level of concentration on his phone was for him to notice me staring at him.
His fingers were knuckle deep as he kept turning and twisting his fingers in my wet pussy, drawing out my orgasm faster than ever.
“Oh.” I moaned, unable to eat as I bit my lower lip to keep from getting too loud because even with the music, I knew that my moan would be heard by everyone in the room if I did.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” He questioned, his voice was soothing, hypnotic and arousing and when he leaned closer into me to wipe off the cream I didn’t know I had on the side of my mouth, his hot breath pushed me over the edge as I creamed on his fingers.
My stomach was clenched tight and I struggled to breathe as his fingers fucked me and just when I was about to let it all out on his fingers, he pulled it out of me, his eyes staring right into my soul as he licked his fingers that were soaked with my cream.
“Take your panties off,” he ordered seriously and my eyes widened, “what? You’ve done it before, you can do it again.” He added and I looked around, my eyes catching those of one of the waiters that was staring right at me.
“I- I can’t… Someone’s staring right at-”
“I know and that’s why I asked you to take it off, do it.” His voice was firm and I knew enough to know he wouldn’t take No for an answer.
Swallowing, I drove my dress higher up and prayed that no one saw me in the dimly lit room as I carefully took off my thong and handed it to him.
Taking them out of my hand, Enzo moved the flimsy material to his nose and took a deep smell of it, his eyes rolling as he smelled the very part that my pussy juice had wet.
“Good girl,” his voice was gruff as he put my panties into the pocket of his jacket, and in one swift movement, he turned my chair around so that I was facing him.
One knee between my legs as he spread them open and right there and then, his fingers invaded my cunt, it was just like he didn’t care if people watched.
Or, the fact that people could be watching was the reason he was doing this and to be honest, the thought of it was thrilling. The thought of people watching Enzo finger fucking me caused my pussy to tighten around his fingers.
“Close your eyes.” His voice was low and without question, I closed my eyes, my heart pounding so hard against my chest in anticipation of what he was about to do.
I almost jumped when I felt his tongue spread my pussy lips and soon, his tongue was fucking my slutty hole. I desperately wanted to open my eyes but I knew better than that.
I squirmed in my seat as his tongue went deeper and deeper into my hole, his thumb caressing my clit while his tongue fucked me.
“Oh my, oh my god.” I breathed, my hand forming a fist as I tried to keep still with my eyes still shut and thoughts running through my mind.
Do people know he’s doing this? Are they watching? Fuck, it feels so good.
Thinning my lips, I slid a bit forward and pushed my cunt further into his face as I tried to hold it together. Enzo soon replaced his tongue with his fingers and began to finger fuck me so fast that my breathing paced.
My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest and explode and my eyes threatened to open as my legs shook and my body vibrated.
I could barely keep still, my body was betraying me and his tongue and fingers wouldn’t stop forcing my orgasm out, making it hard for me to keep it together.
Cumming in a place like this would be a disaster, I’m a squirter and not just Enzo’s suit but the entire floor of this place would be flooded if I came right now but I was losing control.
His teeth would lightly brush my clit and I would jerk forward, his tongue and fingers moved in tandem and I could feel my orgasm threatening to push me over the edge.
“Fuck, I-” I covered my mouth with my palm as Enzo’s mouth got more aggressive on my cunt, making it harder for me to keep my orgasm at bay, “I’m coming.” I let out a muffled warning.
He didn’t stop, he didn’t pull away and instead, he delivered a gut-wrenching thrust into my cunt with his fingers and I just lost it as I let go of my orgasm.
My pussy spurted out like a tap that had gone out of control as I shot my squirt into his mouth and like he always does, his mouth remained clamped on my cunt all through my release.
After what felt like an eternity, I started coming down from my orgasm, legs shaking, heart pounding and breathing uneven.
“Open your eyes.” Enzo ordered when I finished coming down from my mile high. I opened my eyes to see him looking like the most satisfied man on earth.
“That was a great meal.”