Chapter Forty Seven

At the restaurant, the staff clapped and cheered her and she smiled at them shyly clutching Marco’s hand and he remembered she hated being made a fuss of. Everyone had seen the TV interview and they wanted to congratulate her but he subtly manoeuvred her into the private booth he had booked for them. They ate heartily he loved how different she was from the other women he had dated, when she was hungry she ate properly not chasing a lettuce leaf around her plate. She was licking her fingers and he was surprised to find it was arousing him, reaching out he caught her wrist and drew her hand to his mouth. Her eyes widened in shock as he slowly sucked each finger in turn his eyes never leaving hers, it was the most erotic thing anyone had ever done to her. Her breath caught and she panted softly a pretty blush staining her cheeks, he leaned forward and whispered,

‘Are you wet for me pretty girl?’

He sat back watching her intently delighted when her blush deepened and she could not meet h