Class Of Desire (Contemporary Romance)

by Wilson, Linda

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  That Weekend – Spencer’s birthday

  He didn’t seem to need any instructions to her home; he remembered it as clear as day. She lived in the second apartment building along one of most clustered streets in the Westside of Pelham Bay. He had about 40 minutes to pick her up and get to the restaurant to make it on time for the dinner reservations. He sat in the vehicle patiently waiting for her to come downstairs as she had requested. He was not worried though, she was worth the wait. After popping one of his favorite CD’s into the player, he hummed softly to the first song on the album. As the song picked up tempo and momentum, Spencer found himself, tapping on his steering wheel lightly as if he were the drummer in the band.

  “I see you’re already enjoying your birthday,” a voice said.

  Spencer looked up and out his window to find Lizzy grinning from ear to ear. She had a bemused look on her face as she watched him from the outside looking in.

  “How long have you been standing there?” Spencer asked, feeling slightly embarrassed.

  She chuckled and walked around to the passenger side, “Long enough.”

  Spencer couldn’t get his eyes off her; she looked stunning in the long spaghetti strapped black dress that she had draping her gorgeous body. Her hair was styled up with a few loose curls dropping down to the side of her face.

  In that moment Spencer knew it. This was more than just an attraction; he felt himself falling in love with her. He’d heard about love at first sight, but until meeting Lizzy he hadn’t believed in it. Now as his eyes lingered upon her, taking in her beauty, he felt it deep down within, a feeling so strong that it had to be love.

  “You look amazing,” he complimented, taking her hand in his and slowly bringing it to his mouth. The soft kiss that he planted on the back of her hand was as light as a feather.

  “Thank you,” she whispered with a smile. Her eyes sparkling with anticipation, as he got ready to drive off into the night. The way she was dressed, she was fit to go to a gala, or something much more special than his little birthday dinner. Perhaps now would be the opportune time to take her home to his family. Maybe he was getting ahead of himself. Dinner first and then he’d see how the night would turn out.

  “You look quite handsome yourself,” her voice was sweet, as she touched him on the arm delicately. He’d chosen to wear a bow-tie instead of a tie and he’d worn a plain black suit with a white shirt beneath it. Now seated next to her, he felt underdressed.

  Chapter Ten

  Dessert And Dinner

  Lizzy followed Spencer as a well-dressed waiter led them to a private room in the back of the luxurious restaurant. She could hardly believe her eyes, here she was about to have dinner at one of New York’s finest and most exquisite restaurants. The private room that he’d booked for them, must have cost him a lot of money, she thought.

  As they entered the dimly lit room, the first thing that caught her attention was the candle light dinner already set on the table. “I took the liberty of ordering you chicken, steak, lamb or fish,” Spencer informed, as the waiter uncovered each plate revealing the entrée he mentioned.

  Lizzy’s eyes shifted from plate to plate pensively, as she tried to decide what she would choose. She had never been a big steak lover and she ate chicken almost every other day. And so she selected the fish meal, using the elimination method. Besides that, it was the healthier choice.

  “You can try them all,” Spencer smiled.

  “I see you’re trying to fatten me up,” she teased, stepping to the side and allowing the waiter to pull her chair out so she could have a seat.

  Spencer’s laughter broke through the quietness of the room as he held his glass of red wine in mid-air and suggested that they make a toast.

  “To many more birthdays,” Lizzy added, allowing her wine glass to gently touch his.

  “More birthdays like this with you,” Spencer smiled.

  Her cheeks grew warm at the sound of his statement. A soft saucy grin touched her lips as she nodded in agreement to what he’d just said.

  “You can leave us now Devon,” Spencer said to the waiter.

  “Would you like me to turn on the music for you Dr. Spencer?”

  “Yes that would be great.”

  A few seconds went by and then Spencer sprung to his feet, walking over to the door and locking it securely shut. The room was enclosed by glass walls that permitted them to see the other patrons in the restaurant, but didn’t allow for people to look in. The other patrons saw mirrored walls that only showed their own reflection.

  “So are you sure they can’t see us?” Lizzy asked in a confused tone.

  “No one can see a thing,” Spencer assured her, stretching his hand out to her.

  In all her years this had to be one of the most unique experiences she’d had. The thought of knowing that there were other people around who couldn’t see her was both exciting and weird. She did wonder whether they could hear them though.

  As she rose to her feet, a soft sensual song came on. Gently Spencer pulled her into his sweet embrace, asking her to dance with him. She wanted to tell him that she couldn’t dance, but the moment was so delightful that she didn’t want to refrain from trying. Lizzy allowed him to lead her as they moved to the beat of the music. To her surprise he was quite a good dancer.

  The scent of his sweet smelling cologne drew her in and she nestled her face upon his shoulders, her body moving on its own accord with his. She had no desire for food, just the need building up within her for his sweet embrace. A rush of pleasure went through her being, as he brushed his lips against hers. He grazed her lips with a kiss so light and succulent, that it left her head spinning.

  While she loved the way he could easily arouse her, tonight she didn’t just want to be teased. Lizzy yearned to feel him in the most intimate of ways, just as she had that night in her apartment. As he ended their little kiss, her eyes bounced off the glass walls, tentatively scrutinizing their setting. Although the other patrons couldn’t see her, she still felt somewhat exposed. The feeling was an inexplicable one; it felt both good and bad.

  His lips beckoned hers yet again, this time he kissed her with hunger and desperation, like a starving man who hadn’t eaten in days. Their tongues battled in the eruption of emotions gripping their bodies, as his hands roamed freely all over her body. Spinning her around suddenly Spencer pulled her back against his front, blowing a series of soft kisses against the side of her face. Her body came alive, sensitive to his every touch, wanting more of his kisses. A burning desire grew in her stomach at the sound of his sensual breathing in her ear.

  Gently he slipped one strap of her dress off her shoulder, exposing the top of her cleavage. She was without a bra and it was driving him insane. Baring the sign of her arousal for him, her nipples seemed to pierce through the stretchy fabric of her dress.

  “I want you Liz, more than I’ve wanted anyone before,” Spencer words were filled with desire.

  “But all these people,” Lizzy hesitated, her eyes perusing the room.

  “They can’t see us...I need you right here, right now,” he said as he nibbled lightly at her earlobe, while his hands freely roamed her breasts that were still covered by the fabric of her dress.

  Lizzy closed her eyes and a delicious moan escaped her lips as she arched her back to his lean chest. “Right here, sweetheart?” she asked, helping his hand as it encircled her round melon shaped breasts.

  The fact that she’d called him sweetheart was so comforting to his ear that it spurred his arousal further. Spencer immediately glided the other strap off her shoulders, stepping before her to admire her beautiful, full breasts. They weren’t too big, nor were they too small. They were just perfect.

  His lips returned to hers and as they locked lips once more, they ignited their passion to an immeasurable level. Her lips were as warm and sweet as the July beach. The way she happily accepted his caresses made his shaft throb viciously. He was desperate to feel th
e softness of her moist flesh envelope his erection.

  His lips traveled from hers and slowly down her neck and then to her chest. He cupped both breasts in his hands, kneading them together and driving her wild. Leaning in he took her into the warmth of his mouth, sucking her gently as he fondled and played with her other free breast. Lizzy cried out with a felicity like she’d never felt before. Bracing her body against the table, he released her for a moment, as she shifted the cutlery further to the center and cleared a small part of the table.

  “I want to taste you, every delicious part of your body.” Spencer said as his eyes gave her a pungent stare.

  As he helped her out of her dress, Lizzy didn’t feel anything but intense desire. Here she was naked in a restaurant and she wasn’t the slight bit bothered by it. Perhaps his confidence was rubbing off on her. Spencer had this air of subdued confidence that seemed to add to his charm. “I’m all yours,” Lizzy whispered into his ear, crashing her breasts against his chest as her lips claimed his.

  Spencer kissed her with deep earnest, his tongue lashing out at hers as he worked his fingers down to her temple of delight. The thin lace thong that she was wearing was black with a little bit of lace on the front.

  He didn’t have to ask her, for she must have felt what he needed and wanted from her. With all her might, she yanked the thin lace of underwear from her moist pussy, tossing it to the floor next to them. Lizzy shot him a lopsided smirk as she cupped the bottom of her breasts, whispering a sweet invitation to him.

  He placed his hands one on each side of her waist, hoisting her body up to the surface of the table. He parted her legs, positioning them up to meet her chest. He then kneeled down and made himself comfortable between her legs.

  “This is what I want for dessert,” he teased, burying his face between her legs.

  “Oh my God, what if people hear us,” Lizzy questioned taking a deep breath in.

  Spencer withdrew from her, bringing his gaze up to her lust-filled eyes. “Don’t worry; unless you scream at the top of your lungs, they won’t hear a thing.”

  “I’m not sure I’ll be able to control myself Dr. Spencer,” Lizzy teased.

  “Well you better behave or I will just have to punish you,” Spencer chided playfully.

  As his mouth greeted her moist tender flesh, a whimper escaped her lips. Her pussy trembled from the savory feel of his tongue working its way up from her slit to her clitoris. He stroked her temple of delight, skillfully flicking his tongue over her sensitive nub. He then served her with several hot and wet kisses.

  “Oh I like this type of punishment,” Lizzy chuckled.

  Spencer lapped at her juices, parting her moist folds with his fingers as he caressed her pink delicate flesh. Each lick sent her body spiraling through series of blissful sensations. He sucked, licked and kissed with so much vigor and passion that she wanted to scream as loud as she could. Her legs shook as the intense electricity traveling through her body.

  He was pleasuring her, harnessing her desire with his delicious caresses. He darted his tongue into the core of her womanhood with ease. Lizzy went wild, bucking her pussy against his mouth as she reveled in the euphoria of their intimate moment.

  He pulled away, temporarily bringing his gaze up to meet her wondering eyes. “You taste so good baby,” he said as he stroked her swollen nub with his thumb and index finger.

  He continued to serve her with several prolonged sucks and licks, moving more feverishly with each passing second. Lizzy ran her fingers carelessly through his hair, gripping a handful occasionally as tiny spasms came crashing down between her legs.

  “Oh Spencer! God. Yes!” she shrieked as he licked harder. Lizzy threw her head back and let out another loud moan, squeezing her eyes shut as her juices rushed down from the top of her spine to the apex between her legs.

  Her fingers left his hair, gripping the edge of the table for support, as Spencer brushed his tongue against her opening over and over again. She was his to devour. Her pussy quivered and her chest heaved up and down as she tried to control her heavy breathing. He stroked her in all the right places, forcing her to cry out in ecstatic bliss.

  Her liquid flowed from her like an oozing fountain of honey, greeting his probing tongue as he increased her pleasure.

  “Oh God, don’t stop!” Lizzy murmured as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Spencer then took her to another level as he darted two fingers into her core, while he massaged her swollen bud with his tongue.

  His caresses felt glorious and made her shudder. She quickly gave into the quake of orgasms cutting through her very soul. As he lapped at her juices, loud slurp noises were heard each time his tongue lashed out against the moist flesh. Gripping the back of his head, she urged him harder in to her, bucking her pussy wildly against his lips. He licked harder and faster at her clitoris, groaning with pleasure as he brought her closer to her intense climax.

  “So good...so, so, so good,” her voice became rugged as she slammed her pussy against his mouth, locking his head in position with her firm grip.

  With a loud static cry Lizzy released, milking his tongue with a sea of her wonderful juices. As she came, her body trembled viciously from the powerful climax she’d just experienced. She was forced to pull away in an effort to catch her breath.

  Spencer’s lips curled up and a wicked little smile formed in the corner of his jaw, as he watched her with hungry eyes.

  “I hope you’re ready for your birthday treat,” Lizzy said with a smile as she took several deep breaths before climbing off the table and going to her knees before him.

  With a swift movement, she pulled down on the zipper of his pants, thrusting her hands between the opening in an overzealous effort to find his raw flesh.

  He groaned lowly as she wrapped her lips around the thickness of his cock, sucking him from the head down to the base of his shaft. She was desperate to take his entire member into her mouth. Pulling her head away, she released him slowly, swapping her tongue over and around his enlarged head. His body instantly stiffened to her teases and she could tell that he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

  Another groan slipped his lips, as he muttered a compliment to her as she parted her lips and took him in again. This time Lizzy spent minutes just caressing the head of his cock, licking around its perimeters and running her tongue up and down his bulging vein.

  As she worked her tongue around and over his cock, his body came to life and he began thrusting his shaft into the warmth of her mouth. Her fingers stroked his full length as she followed his gesture, allowing him to plunge his manhood deep into her mouth.

  Spencer moved faster and harder into her mouth, his long cock slamming against the back of her throat. After a while she had to pull away to catch her breath.

  “I’m going to come Liz if you don’t stop now,” Spencer said in hushed growl.

  Lizzy continued as if he’d spoken to an invisible person in the room with them. She didn’t care, all she wanted to do was pleasure him like he’d done to her.

  “I need to feel you before the night is over,” Spencer added, before slowly withdrawing his pelvis away from her. As she released his cock from her mouth, she gave him a wink before getting up and planting a soft kiss upon his lips.

  Gently he urged her to bend over in front of him. With her back to him she bent all the way down to the floor, her fingers touching the tips of her toes. Her firmly rounded bum was propped out before him, waiting for him to take what he wanted from her. A chill ran through her body, as he stroked her moist tender pussy with his finger. He noticed she was still dripping wet from her own orgasm and it drove him wild inside.

  “Beautiful, just so damn gorgeous,” Spencer said as he spanked her plump ass cheeks once, then twice then a third time; before brushing the head of his shaft against the entrance of her wet entrance. As he stroked the head of his manhood against her flesh, she pushed harder against him, begging him to enter her.

  Spencer pushed into her g
ently at first, before quickly increasing the momentum of his thrusts. He slammed his cock into her sweet tenderness over and over, until she called out his name in a high pitched tone that he’d never heard before.

  Lizzy’s loud “yes” was quickly caught by the curious restaurant patrons who had heard the noise and now wanted to know where it came from. Spencer stopped what he was doing and his gaze shifted to the door instinctively. Thankfully it was locked. However he could see the patrons questioning the staff about Lizzy’s loud cry.

  “How much time do we have?” she asked eagerly, realizing that someone would soon come to disturb them.

  “Not sure, maybe 2 – 3 minutes,” he responded straightening up his clothes.

  “Well we better make these 2 minutes worthwhile. Don’t you think?” She teased, grabbing the sides of his jacket and pulling him in closer.

  “Mmm... I like the sound of that,” a cheesy grin graced his lips as he swiftly undid the zipper of his pants, releasing his still erect shaft.

  “Don’t worry 2 minutes is all we need,” Lizzy said as she hopped on to the table, spreading her legs and inviting him to join her.

  There was no hesitation on his part; he stroked his manhood a few times, before teasing her entrance with the tip of it. With one delicate movement he launched his spear into her moist heat, burying himself deep into her core.

  Her moan, although low, spurred his arousal further. Nestled within her temple of delight, he penetrated her wetness over and over, each thrust harder and faster than the previous one. Their bodies seemed to move in sync. Their moaning grew louder as they crested the summit of their hypnotic climax.

  A knock came at the door and in that split second, Lizzy and Spencer had to make a choice. Would they stop or would they continue until they tasted the sweetness of their orgasms.

  “Is everything okay in their Dr. Spencer?” a man called out from behind the door.

  “Yes everything is fine,” Spencer’s voice was strained and husky. He plunged his shaft within her as he spoke, panting softly.