Part 5 (1/2)
”We're going to start with raw oysters,” he began. ”Then asparagus with a nice tart hollandaise, some steak tartare, and finally, for dessert, strawberries, whipped cream, and maybe a little chocolate.”
”Ummm,” Nora replied. ”It sounds delicious. Could we start with dessert first?”
”No,” he told her firmly.
She pouted. ”Why not? Besides, it's my fantasy. Don't I get to have my way?”
”Not a hundred percent of the time. We're going to need those oysters, Red.”
”Why?” she demanded.
”Because I'm going to f.u.c.k the ears off of you tonight, that's why,” he said in his deep rough voice. ”After what happened earlier this evening you're going to need a whole lot of loving tonight, and I'm going to see you get it,” he told her.
Nora was silent for a very long moment. If only there were men like Kyle out there in the real world, she thought sadly. Then shaking herself, she undid her blue satin robe, and shed it. ”I always wanted to eat naked,” she said.
”Me too,” he agreed, and dropped his white silk shorts. Then he took her hand. ”I set up supper for us out on the terrace.”
”What if someone sees us?” Nora gasped.
”Up here?” He laughed. ”I don't think so. But so what if they did?” He led her outside.
The flooring of the large terrace was made of red tile. It was warmish beneath her feet. The air temperature was comfortable too. Above them the night sky was like black velvet, dotted with sparkling stars. She had heard you couldn't see the stars in the city, but there they were, floating above her. Well, it was her fantasy, and if she wanted stars, she was d.a.m.ned well going to have them. There was a black terry cloth double chaise lounge. Next to it was a table covered with the food he had described. It looked wonderful.
”Get on the chaise,” he said. ”I'm going to feed you, Red Rover.”
”But how will you eat if you're feeding me?” she asked, positioning herself in a half-upright position on the chaise.
”I'll manage,” he told her. Then he took an oyster. ”Open up, Nora.”
She complied with the request, and he dropped the oyster into her mouth, and then took one for himself. He kept feeding her, and himself, taking just enough time for her to swallow the oyster before he fed her another. When the silver bowl of oysters was emptied he bent over and gave her a slow kiss, his tongue playing with hers. And while they kissed, he began to play with her c.l.i.toris, laughing as she grew quickly wet, and pushed two thick fingers into her v.a.g.i.n.a as far as he could, then stopped.
”Nora, darling, I want you to feed me some of that steak tartare. It's already on the crackers. I have an urge for meat.”
She could feel his fingers inside her, and her l.u.s.t began to boil up. She wanted him to use those big fingers, and frig her till she came, but instead she reached out to a round silver platter and, taking a cracker spread with the raw steak off of it, fed it to him. Then she took one for herself, chewing slowly, trying to ignore the heat rising from her body. She had never imagined s.e.x could be this good, and while she was impatient, she knew he was teaching her. It was going to get even better.
”Do you like the menu, Nora?” he asked her softly, and gently moved the fingers inside of her v.a.g.i.n.a just enough to send a jolt of sensation through her.
She nodded.
”Did you even imagine eating like this?” he pressed.
”I must have, or we wouldn't be doing it,” she murmured back.
”Not everything that happens here will be your will, or your desire,” he told her. ”But I know you, Red Rover, my girl. You are a firebox of pa.s.sion, and that stupid b.a.s.t.a.r.d you married never knew, never took advantage of it, never cared.”
”Nice girls of my generation don't do things like this,” she replied.
”Nonsense, Nora! Every woman has secret fantasies of private pleasures. And every woman is ent.i.tled to live her fantasies.”
She didn't answer him; instead she fed him more of the steak tartare. But he was right. Women did have fantasies, but they rarely if ever really talked about them to anyone. She fed herself another cracker and meat.
”Lie back,” he said, and when she did he frigged her until she came, moaning with the pleasure he gave her. Removing his two fingers from her v.a.g.i.n.a, he put them in his mouth and sucked them free of her come. ”You taste very good,” he told her softly.
”Do you want more?” she asked wickedly. She could feel the pounding of her heart in her chest. She had never felt so bold or confident as she did here in this mysterious fantasy world.
”Later, Nora. Later, I promise.” he said, and their eyes met.
They finished the crackers and raw meat, feeding each other now as they sat cross-legged on the double chaise. Finally Kyle lifted the silver cover from an oval-shaped silver dish. Inside lay at least a dozen perfect asparagus, long and firm and a lovely shade of spring green. Reaching out for a small pitcher, he poured a stream of perfect hollandaise onto the vegetable. How the h.e.l.l did anyone keep hollandaise so absolutely flawless? Nora wondered, remembering the Easter dinners and how if the d.a.m.ned sauce wasn't carefully watched, it would curdle. h.e.l.l, hollandaise curdled at the whisper of a b.u.t.terfly's wings, but this hollandaise was indeed perfect.
”Open your mouth,” he said softly, holding a stalk of asparagus dripping sauce over her mouth.
”Ummmm,” Nora answered him, sucking the offering suggestively. ”More, darling Kyle. More!”
”Are you sure it's asparagus you want, Red?” he teased her.
”You know what I want,” she told him, ”but I'll wait. This is the best meal I've ever eaten, darling. Did you cook it all with your little hands?” She sucked vigorously upon another stalk.
”I called room service,” he responded, then licked a bit of sauce from the corner of her luscious mouth. ”The management is very particular about their service.”
The management. Who was the management? Nora wondered, and then she decided for the interim not to ask questions. She didn't want to spoil her evening, or possibly be banned from The Channel. ”Do we have any wine?” she asked him.
He poured her a fruity red called Sweet Scarlet that came from a Long Island vineyard. ”Try this,” he said.
Nora sipped the wine slowly. She was certainly no connoisseur of wines, but she liked it. It had a clean taste on her tongue. ”Good,” she told him. ”Where's Rolfie?”
”Aren't I enough for you?” he demanded. There was almost a petulant tone to his rough deep voice. ”Do you need two men every time?”
”I don't think I ever imagined a threesome until last time. I thought it was fun,” Nora said, ignoring his tone.
”It isn't enough for me to come in your mouth, Red,” he told her. ”And last time when there were the three of us, that was the only option open to me.”
”You can have me any way you want, Kyle,” she told him seductively, and reaching down, she stroked his big p.e.n.i.s. ”Any way you want, darling.”
”You think you're a big girl now, Nora, but you aren't. You're just beginning to explore your s.e.xuality. I'm here to help you. You've never had a c.o.c.k up your a.s.s, and that's going to be a next step. But not until you are ready, baby.”
”I want both of you tonight,” Nora said stubbornly. ”Last night was fun until I woke up again. Please, Kyle. Pretty please with sugar on it?” she teased him.
”I want you!” he said in a hard voice.
”You can have me, but you have to share me with Rolfie too,” she told him. ”At least tonight.”
He laughed. ”You are a little b.i.t.c.h, but it's going to be his d.i.c.k you suck tonight, Red, because I really need to fill you full of c.o.c.k. Okay?”
”Okay,” Nora agreed. ”Call down, and order up my ma.s.seur, lover.”
”Not until I've fed you some strawberries,” he said mischievously. And he popped one into her mouth.
Nora retaliated, and shortly they were both covered with juice from the ripe berries. They licked each other's faces and hands clean. Before Nora might request Rolf again, Kyle was drizzling a thin stream of chocolate all over her torso, and then spraying cream on top of it. Nora squealed with surprise. He began to lick the chocolate and cream off of her body. His warm tongue lapped at her, and she felt her l.u.s.t beginning to rea.s.sert itself strongly. He dripped chocolate onto her c.l.i.t, and began to lick at it. Then suddenly he reversed his position so that his p.e.n.i.s was near her mouth.
Nora took up the bottle of Hershey's syrup and filled her mouth. Then, reaching out, she took his d.i.c.k into the newly made bowl, and began to suck and lick at him. He filled her c.u.n.t with cool cream, and began to eat her. She sucked him harder and harder as her own senses blazed up.