“You! I thought I told you to stay away from him,” Victoria snapped, glaring at them from where she stood next to the table.
Trenton raised an eyebrow at that statement, thinking, what right did Victoria have to tell Melissa that? For that matter, when had she done it?
“Victoria, is that any way to speak to people?” Naomi asked as she arrived with their lunch plates.
Victoria opened her mouth to say who knows what when Melissa interrupted her, saying, “It’s alright Naomi. She’s young, eventually, she’ll figure out that being rude won’t get her very far in this life.”
Victoria gave her mom a smug smile. “See mom, we’re going to be great friends. Now, could I have a salad and a diet cola please?”
Naomi glared at her daughter, who proceeded to sit herself down at the table. Naomi then asked, “Is it alright if she sits with the two of you?”
Melissa shrugged. “I can dish it out verbally if she wants to trade insults all day. So, it doesn’t bother me if she wants to sit here. What about you, Trenton, do you mind?”
Trenton sighed, thinking, this wasn’t the way I wanted to spend my lunch. However, not wanting to be rude, he agreed, “Yeah, sure.”
So, after giving Victoria another reprimanding look, Naomi left to get her food.
Melissa lay her head back on his shoulder and began to rub his wrist the same way she had yesterday, completely ignoring Victoria.
Victoria sat and glared at them.
Trenton just felt awkward about the whole thing and wished lunch was over already.
Naomi brought the food and gave them all a puzzled look as she asked, “Are the two of you going to eat that food before it becomes cold?”
“Oh, sorry,” Melissa answered as she jumped. She then picked up her knife and fork and began to cut into her steak causing the blood to run. “Mm… so good! It’s just the way I like it, Naomi.”
“Ew! It’s all bloody! How can you eat that stuff? Don’t you know it isn’t good for you? Salad is so much better,” Victoria informed Melissa with a disgusted look on her face.
Melissa stared at Victoria as she informed her, “I’ve eaten enough salads to last me a lifetime because it was expected of me. Now shut up and let me enjoy my bloody steak!”
“Well, I never!” Victoria sniffed, obviously insulted.
Trenton struggled not to laugh. Then, in a whisper, he said, “I like mine rare too. So, I think it looks good and smells even better.”
Melissa looked at him, a twinkle in her eye as she held up a piece and waved it under his nose. “Want a bite?”
“No, I wasn’t…”
She poked it in his mouth, then laughed before exclaiming, “Ha! So, funny, the look on your face!”
Trenton chewed and swallowed. “Thanks, it’s as good as it smells, but you know I have one just like it.”
Melissa shrugged. “Different cut, slightly different taste.”
Victoria snorted from across the table at them but said nothing.
After that, all was quiet except for the sound of silverware hitting the plates. When they were almost finished, Naomi stopped by to fill their glasses and asked if they wanted dessert.
“Do you have strawberry shortcake?” Melissa asked and received a nod from Naomi. “Okay, then I’ll have a really big piece then.”
“You mean you’re going to eat dessert after everything else you ate!” Victoria exclaimed with an incredulous look on her face.
“Yes, I am and I’m going to enjoy every bite,” Melissa replied, then turned to Trenton. “Do you like strawberry shortcake?” When he gave her a nod, she smiled at him. “Good, I thought you looked like the strawberry kind of guy.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Trenton asked curiously as he raised an eyebrow.
Her eyes moved down over his lips, then slowly back up to his eyes before she slowly shook her head. “Nothing.”
“Here you go Melissa, one jumbo piece of cake,” Naomi said as she set it down. “Are you sure you don’t want something, Trenton?”
“Thank you, ma’am, but no, I’m good.”
With a shrug, Naomi left.
“I’ll share with you,” Melissa murmured to him.
“That’s okay, I don’t want any.”
“Open up,” she encouraged, ignoring his contrariness.
Melissa pushed a strawberry into his mouth causing him to huff a bit before chewing.
After swallowing he informed her, “You have to stop doing that.”
Melissa giggled and took a bite. “But I want to feed you, so let me.”
She poked her lip out in a pout. “You said you like strawberries.”
“Yes, I do but…”
“So, why won’t you let me feed them to you along with a bit of cake?” Melissa asked.
Trenton huffed again, informing her, “I’m a grown man Melissa, no grown man wants to be fed in public.”
“Yeah, Melissa, he’s a grown man! I’d treat you like a grown man Trenton,” Victoria butted in to say, giving Trenton a smile and a wink.
Trenton frowned at her innuendo.
“Well, would you let me if we were alone then?” Melissa asked in a husky whisper, completely ignoring Victoria.
Trenton turned to look at Melissa and saw that her eyes were dilated, her cheeks slightly pink. He began to think she was thinking something slightly naughty that had nothing to do with feeding him at all. So, feeling a bit naughty himself, he gave her a slight nod and heard her take in a sharp breath.
Then she turned and quietly began to eat once more. After a few minutes, she was finished and asked, “Are you finished eating?” At his nod, she rose and started for the register.
Getting up, he quickly followed her. When he caught up with her, he said, “Melissa wait. Let me pay.”
“No, I invited you, so, I’ll pay,” she informed him. When he opened his mouth to argue, she held up her hand to stop him. “But… you can take me dancing Friday night and pay for everything then.”
She wants me to take her dancing. I’m not the best dancer in the world, but for her, I’d do just about anything, I think. So, he agreed, “Okay, it’s a deal.”
Melissa grinned and handed Naomi a large bill. “Keep the change.” She then took his hand and almost dragged him out the door and down the sidewalk to a black SUV.
“Um… Melissa, I should probably go back to the bookstore now,” he told her as he heard the alarm on the SUV beep.
She shook her head as she shoved him toward the passenger side. “You wouldn’t let me feed you your cake. So, now we’re going to go do something else I think we’ll enjoy.”
“What’s that?” He asked even as he felt the heat rise in his body. Somehow, I just know it’s going to be something a whole lot more… well, more than just feeding me. And, seeing the sultry look she’s giving me gives me the feeling I’m really, really, going to enjoy it.
So, they climbed up in the SUV and took off down the road. Melissa soon came to a dirt road and turned off, going just a little piece before pulling off under some trees and stopping.
“Why are we here?”
“For privacy,” Melissa murmured. Then she was in his lap, straddling his thighs with hers. Leaning in close, she whispered, “I have been wanting to taste you since I heard your voice coming from these sweet lips. I know I’m a bit forward, but I know what I want Trenton, and what I want is you.”
Trenton groaned as her strawberry flavored breath blew across his lips. It sent fire straight to his groin and he felt his shaft begin to harden. Feeling that way, he felt there was only one way to reply to her forwardness, and that was to say, “Then what are you waiting for? Kiss me.”
With a sound that was almost a growl, she twisted her hands around his neck and brought her lips down to his. Her lips were so soft and slightly sweetened with strawberries and whipped cream, a now lethal combination to him.
She nipped and licked at his lips until he parted them and then her tongue was dueling with his, trying to dominate. A whimper escaped her as he sucked on her tongue, winning the duel before he pulled back for air. His breathing was almost a pant now as her lips moved down his jawbone to his neck. She nipped and licked, before sucking hard.
His hands that had been clamped around her waist slowly moved to roam up under her shirt, feeling her bare skin. So soft, he thought as his hands moved up further until he felt the sides of her plump breasts. By then, her mouth had left his neck, falling back as she groaned. This action arched her back and brought her chest closer to his face, creating a need in him for more than just kisses. So, he moved his hands up, pushing her shirt up and over those plump globes. He kissed across the top of them, which was now bare to his gaze. Pulling the top of her bra down, he captured her nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. She began to whimper and grind her lower half against him, encouraging him.
“Ah… Melissa,” he moaned around her nipple as he felt his shaft harden even more.
She moved her hands between them, fumbling with his belt and trying to undo it. He pulled back and captured her hands with his. Her passion-filled gaze caught and held his.
“We, we should stop. I-I, you…” he stumbled around not knowing what to say. It wasn’t because he didn’t want her because he did, desperately! The pull he felt toward her was unreal, and he seemed incapable of fighting it. Instead, he just wanted to give in to it, and her. He just wasn’t sure about going so far here, now, in her SUV.
Melissa took a deep breath and leaned into him. Nuzzling her face against his neck, she kissed it gently. Then she just lay there, not saying anything.
His body was still humming though, and he was having a hard time getting it under control.
She seemed to understand this, and her next words confirmed it. “I’m sorry. I only meant to steal a few kisses, to give you pleasure. Only now I want… well, I think you know what I wanted.” She laughed a bit. “What I still want and would give to you, if you’d let me.”
She tilted her head up then and looked at him. In her eyes, he saw the passion that was still there, the need to give him pleasure. He knew then he’d never be able to deny her anything, ever. For some reason, she made him want to give her the world. Whether it’s my time, my money, or intimacy with me, whatever it is she wants, if I can give it to her, I will. So, he gave in with a nod.
“I’ll make you feel good, I promise,” she told him. Then she gave him a sweet kiss before she slid into the floorboard and once more reached for his belt.