The Millionaire's Bet [BOOK ONE][#Wattys2015][#SYTYCW15][#CarinaPress]

part twenty three

ALYSSA {MATURE CONTENT}

After I had my fun teasing Andrew, I was waiting for him to seek his revenge and to have his own fun with me, but it never happened and the rest of dinner passed with light conversation mixed with the odd comment about just how good I looked in both the moonlight and the candlelight—it turned out to be the most perfect date any man had ever taken me on and I couldn't even remember the last time I had this much fun.

Tanya would come and go, making sure everything was to our taste or to see if there was anything else which she could get for either of us, but there was never anything she could do and so she would simply return back into the building for another twenty minutes before reappearing again.

"Mr Collins, Miss Lopez, can I interest you in the desert menu at all?" Tanya held out two laminated pieces of paper.

"Well, Tanya, I am already looking at my desert and it looks positively delicious," Andrew said in a low voice and I could hear the unspoken promise in his tone as I felt his fingers caressing the skin just below the hem of my dress.

"Uh. I think w—we are just going to t—take the che—eque, ple—ease," I just about managed to get the words out as his hand slipped beneath my dress and began moving up my leg at an agonisingly slow pace as he made me feel sensations which I couldn't even begin to put into words. I should have known that he wasn't going to let me off that easily and that he was going to have his fun with me, as I had had my fun with him.

"Is everything alright, Miss Lopez?" Tanya asked and I didn't miss the slight concern in her tone nor the way she looked at me as though there was something seriously wrong with me. But, other than the fact Andrew was making me ridiculously wet without even touching me, I was more than alright and there was no need for her to worry about me.

"Yes, Alyssa. Is everything alright with you?" Andrew whispered as his lips met the side of my neck and he began to gently suck on the spot which always turns me into a hormonal mess, and I knew that was he doing this on purpose for what I had done to him at the beginning of the meal, but I sure as hell didn't regret doing it and I am sure Andrew wasn't going to regret this either.

"Uh. I'll be right back with the cheque then," Tanya shifted uncomfortably on the spot while she was averting her eyes somewhere other than the show which Andrew was putting on for her.

"Th—Thank yo—ou," I spoke breathlessly once Andrew finally moved his lips off my neck and moved so that he was sitting with a smirk on his face. He knew what the hell he had done to me and he was going to make me wait, much like I had done not two hours beforehand, but I didn't want to be a hormonal mess from this moment until we got back to whoever's house we were going back to. I wanted him, and I wanted him now.

"You didn't really think I was going to let you get away with your little stunt earlier, did you?" I wanted to punch the smug grin off his face but, when he hands came to a stop at the top of my thigh, I was more interested in the dirty thoughts which were going through his mind in that moment. I just prayed to god that he didn't do what I think he was planning to do, otherwise there would be no holding back and Tanya really would get a show which she didn't want to get.

"I did it discretely. You gave the poor waitress an entire show and I wouldn't be surprised if she told Darren that she quits now," I muttered.

"No. If I had really wanted to give her a show, I would have taken you right here, all over this table, and not stopped, even when you begged me to do so," Andrew's breath hit my neck, sending pleasant shivers down my spine, as he moved his hand from my thigh and brought it back to the top of the table, finishing off the Whiskey as though he had done absolutely nothing to me moments before, "and, I can indeed confirm that I have the very same effect on you, as you do on me."