"You know," he said with a dreamy look in his eyes. "There is a better way for a man to eat chocolate off a woman, but it can't be done in a restaurant, or you get thrown out."
He winked and I laughed with him. Laughing must have made my t**s bounce because Mr Barnes moved closer to me and whispered in my ear.
"I always thought that you were supposed to wear black bras under black dresses. But that red suits your creamy skin."
"What colour do you think would suit me best, Mr Barnes?"
"That's not for me to say. Now, if you're finished let's pay and go back to our rooms. I think we could both do with an early night."
I could have kicked myself. I'd gone too far with that comment. He wasn't interested in me at all. My p***y was aching. I was dripping wet. We went back to our rooms in sil
