Touched (The Untouched Trilogy #2)(82)

He closed the dishwasher and turned to face me. “Come here.”

I walked over to him and he grasped my waist pulling me towards him. “Thank you for dinner, it was amazing.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

He lowered his head and touched his full lips to mine, kissing me tenderly. I caressed his back and pulled him closer as he licked deeply into my mouth, instantly filling me with a yearning that only he could satisfy. Unfortunately, he had other ideas as he severed our kiss much too soon for my liking.

“Wasn’t there some mentioning of after-dinner treats?” he asked.

“You’re like a huge kid,” I said.

“Yes, I am when it comes to you.”

“I want to give you mine later; so you first,” I said.

“Okay.” He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the kitchen. He went to his bag and unzipped it and turned to face me. He was holding a long box.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Open it,” he said, passing it to me. It was too short for flowers. I took it from him and walked over to the couch. It was also too heavy for flowers. I removed the lid and stared. What had he done? It was a bottle of wine. The name on the bottle was Aria’s Orchid. The label design was beautiful. It was a grayish background with three red orchid petals in the foreground with a string of red orchid petals around the top.

I looked up at him, amazed that he would do this. “Do you like it?” he asked.

“What’s not to like?” I asked. As usual, he’d left me at a loss for words.

“You’re amazing. Do you know that?” I asked.

“No, that would be you. You’re amazing and it inspires me to make you happier than you’ve ever been.”

“I am,” I said. Despite the loss of my parents, I was genuinely happy.

I looked at the bottle of wine again, trailing my fingers across the label. I saw that it was from the Raine Winery. “I didn’t know Raine Industries had a winery.” I was still in the midst of researching the many holdings of the vast conglomerate.

“Our hands are in a little bit of everything.”

“I’m stunned. So was this one bottle made as a special surprise? If so I’m never going to open it.”

“No, actually it’s one in a selective new line. They’ve been coined The Aria Wines.”

“Oh my gosh! You can’t be serious?”

“I am. I told you. You inspire me,” he said.

“I don’t know what to say. You’re going to make it impossible for me to ever forget you if we don’t work out.”

“We’re going to work out. So don’t say that,” he frowned.

“I absolutely love it. How involved were you with this?”

“Very. I described the essence of what I wanted in terms of taste and design and everything was approved by me. I typically don’t get involved to that degree with that division, but this was special to me so it had to be as perfect as its namesake.”

I placed the wine on the table and rushed into his arms. He hugged me and picked me up. I looked down into his eyes and couldn’t look away.

“Kiss me,” he said. I lowered my head to meet his lips and he walked me over to the couch as our tongues toyed and teased. I was on my back within seconds … his lean, strong frame covering mine. My hands were on his back, clutching and grasping, frantic for more of him. I missed this. I missed him so much. His kiss was slow and tender but I wanted it urgent and rough, I wanted him to f*ck me … now.

He moved his tongue across my neck and placed his lips solidly against my skin, sucking gently. I reached to remove his sweater. He lifted his body slightly, allowing me to pull it over his head. He looked down at me and reached for my breast.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you Aria.”

“Not as much as I’ve missed you,” I replied. He returned to my neck, kissing and sucking as I reached for his manhood. I wanted it in me. I’d almost forgotten about his treat.

“Hey, don’t you want your treat?” I asked, as I gently pushed him away.

“Yes, but can’t it wait?”

“No, it can’t. Do you want it here or in the bedroom?”

“Let’s go to the bed. I have more room to do what I want to you there.”

He stood and scooped me up taking me to the bedroom. He kissed me and placed me on the bed. I watched as he started to undress. He unbuttoned his shirt and I caught a glimpse of his muscular chest and I couldn’t tear my eyes away; I relished every inch of his perfect body. I wanted to touch him.

“Let me undress you,” I offered.

“Be my guest,” he said, smiling.

“Your treat is more along the lines of an oral gift. I hope that’s okay,” I said, as I rubbed my hand over his crotch, anxious to see my beautiful Kingston. I quickly unbuttoned his slacks and unzipped them. They fell to the floor and I glared, mesmerized and aroused by the huge bulge. I couldn’t wait to have him in my mouth. I fell to my knees and lowered the front of his briefs, releasing the thick and heavy tool that was screaming to be unleashed. He sprang forth, beautifully erect and aimed straight for my mouth.

“Do you like that?” he asked, his deep, velvet voice emitting beads of desire all over my body.

“Mmmm, I love your big dick. You have no idea how much I’ve missed this,” I said, as I grasped his cock and moved my hand up and down his hardness. I kissed the head and pulled it into my mouth, moaning as I eased down the still-expanding shaft. Another low moan escaped as the pineapple-flavored pre-cum graced my tongue. I stroked the root, focused on the head, hoping for more of his saccharine essence.