Warmth flooded my cheeks. “Thanks for the embarrassing story, Daddy. Why don’t you take AJ back to your office and show him some of my baby pictures next?”
AJ nudged me playfully. “I loved that story. And I bet you were a real cutie when you were little.”
Daddy grinned. “She could certainly be a precocious little handful.”
“I don’t think that has changed,” AJ teased.
Reaching over, Daddy cupped my cheek. “But most of all, she’s been the greatest achievement and blessing of my life.”
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat at his words. Willingly myself not to cry, I wrapped my arms around him again. “Thank you. I love you so very, very much.”
He kissed my cheek. “Go on and have a seat. I’ll get Pauley to bring out the wine and dessert.”
“Thanks, Duke,” AJ replied, thrusting out his hand to shake Daddy’s again.
“You take care of my little girl now,” Daddy replied.
“Would you stop? I am twenty-eight, not twelve.”
AJ winked at me. “It’ll be my pleasure taking care of her.”
I narrowed my eyes at his innuendo while Daddy reached over to give him another hug. “I’m happy to hear that.” He then glanced over at me. “See you Sunday night?”
“Of course.”
“Bye sweetie.”
As I watched my dad’s form retreat down the hallway to his office, AJ motioned for me to have a seat. Instead of sitting across from me, AJ slid in next to me in the booth. “Nothing like having you and my dad sharing the same air for a few minutes on a first date,” I groaned, as I smoothed down my dress.
“Hey, you should be thrilled that he likes me so much.”
“Yeah, I’m not so sure if that’s a good thing or not.”
We were interrupted by Pauley returning with the wine and mousse. As he set down the plates, he smirked at AJ and me. “Gay friend my ass.”
I grimaced. “Sorry, but I was trying to keep you guys off my back.”
“Then next time try not to make-out on the dance floor. We’re running late on dinner plates because half of the kitchen and wait-staff were watching you two.”
“Oh God,” I muttered, cupping my head in my hands.
“Quit your bitching, cuz. You looked good out there.” When I peeked at him through my fingers, he was smiling genuinely at me. “It’s been a long time since we saw you looking so happy.”
“Thanks, Pauley.”
“You’re welcome.”
After Pauley left us, AJ eyed the mousse before smirking at me. “Hmm, can’t wait to get a taste of Mia’s Moose.”
“You’re an ass,” I replied.
“If I remember correctly from earlier this evening, it was mighty tasty.”
I smacked his arm. Hard. As he grimaced, I replied, “Just shut up and eat.”
On my command, AJ took a hearty spoonful. “It’s kinda rich,” I warned, but he shoved it in his mouth anyway.
He closed his eyes in exaggerated bliss. “Damn, that’s good.” He grinned at me. “Orgasmically good.”
“Whatever,” I mused. After such a big bite, he had a glob stuck on the corner of his mouth. Using my thumb, I reached over and swiped it off. Before I could get my napkin, AJ grabbed my hand and brought it closer to his mouth. With his eyes locked on mine, his tongue reached out and licked my thumb. I held my breath as he sucked my whole thumb into his mouth, suctioning off the chocolate. I instantly had a heated flashback of what that tongue had felt like on me earlier in the limo. Blood rushed to both my cheeks and lower half.
“You want some?” he asked, his voice taking on a lower, husky tone.
I bobbed my head. Instead of using the spoon, AJ dipped his finger into the chocolate and brought it to my lips. Leaning forward, I sucked his finger into my mouth, never taking my eyes off of his. As I pulled harder against his finger, swirling my tongue around it, a lustful gleam burned in his that caused me to shudder.
“We should go. Now.”
I was having a weird déjà vu moment from earlier in the dance studio when AJ was ready to leave in a hurry so he could ravish me in the limo. A delicious tingle of anticipation ran down my spine. I still couldn’t help questioning, “Don’t you want to finish the wine and mousse?”
“I just wanna finish you off a time or two…maybe more.”
“Oh, Jesus,” I muttered as my panties instantly moistened.
AJ chuckled. Pulling away from me, he searched the restaurant for Pauley. When he saw him, he waved him over. “We’re going to need the check. ASAP.”
Pauley ducked his head, trying to suppress his laughter. “Uncle Duke said it was on the house.”
“He didn’t need to do that, but tell him thank you for both Mia and me.”
“I will.”
AJ reached in his pocket. I watched him slide a crisp hundred bill over to Pauley. “For your excellent service.”
Pauley’s dark eyes widened. “Holy shit! Thank you, man.”
“You’re welcome.” Pauley stepped aside to let AJ rise out of the booth. He held out his hand for me. “Coming?”
Pauley snickered at the loaded innuendo. I rolled my eyes, feeling like I was surrounded by teenage boys.
“Goodnight, Pauley. And do me a favor?”
His brows rose. “Anything for you, cuz.”
“Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face.”
He nodded. “Will do.”
“Thank you. I appreciate it.”
Leaning over, he gave me a kiss. “Have fun, cuz.”
“I’ll try.”
AJ and Pauley shook hands. “Can we go out the back? That’s where our driver is waiting.”
“Sure thing. You know the way?”
AJ nodded. “It’s usually how I come and go when I’m here.”
“Night,” I called as I strode through the kitchen door.
The moment I entered the room a shouted chorus of “Emiliana!” went up all around me.
“Hi Louie, Petey, Carmine, Carmilla!” I shouted over the sound of clanking plates and silverware scraping food preparation bowls. I would have stopped to talk, but AJ’s insistent hand was against my lower back, pushing me along. As soon as we were out the door, his hot mouth was on mine in a hurried, frantic kiss. Pushing me against the brick wall, his hands started roaming over me. “Not here,” I panted against his lips.
“Ready sir?” Benny called behind us. I actually felt sorry for him. He was going to need a whole lot of eye bleach to get rid of the images we’d given him in the last five hours. With my past, I never would have expected or imagined that I would be comfortable with such PDA, yet with AJ, it felt right.
“Yeah,” AJ grunted, pulling away from me. My heels clicked along the pavement as I made my way to the limo. Benny stood, his head tucked to his chest, with the door open.
“Take us home, Benny,” AJ instructed, as we collapsed into the limo in a wild tangle of arms and legs.
“Yes sir,” came the mumbled reply, before the door was shut tight behind us.
Once our bodies had adjusted on the bench seat, AJ crushed his mouth against mine, thrusting his warm tongue into my mouth. He tasted sweet like the chocolate and wine we’d just consumed, and I moaned into his mouth as our tongues intertwined. With one hand cupping my ass, AJ brought his other to my breast, slipping through the satin of my bodice to cup my naked flesh.
As much as I hated to, I jerked away from him. Our gazes locked, and I’m sure mine mirrored AJ’s lust-filled one. It took me a full minute to find my voice. Even AJ’s broad chest heaved up and down from our passionate lip-lock. “We should go to my house.”