Laura walked into the Café de la paix in her red gown and black stilettos; her dark brown hair was fixed in a messy bun held up with a hair tie just at the back of her head, with strands of her hair just falling out perfectly. She looked exquisite and beautiful.
She looked around the bar, trying to find her date. She did and walked over to him, smiling.
When Esteban noticed her, he stood up and pulled out a chair for her. He was looking as handsome as ever, dressed in a black suit and brown Italian leather shoes. He smiled, acknowledging the woman's sense of style and complimented her. She sat down just opposite him and he went back to his seat
"You look ravishing tonight" he said with a smile, his voice deep and suggestive.
She blushed, looking away from him with a grin on her face
"You're not looking bad yourself" she returned shyly, with a smile
He beckoned on the waitress and she came to take their order.
"Puis-je avoir une salade césar au poulet, s'il vous plait"
The waitress took their orders and walked away
"Impressive" Esteban said, taking a sip out of his wine glass that he had ordered a while ago before she arrived "I never knew you know how to speak French"
"French, Spanish, Swahili and a little bit of Mandarin too" she added."Show off" he teased, smiling. She laughed at his accusation.
She looked up to find his gaze on her, unblinking. He made her feel giddy and nervous when he stared at her that way. She felt tingly.
Esteban was starting to feel the same way because she was now gazing back at him, his heart starting to beat really fast at the way she was watching him, enjoying his company. He felt uneasy, in a good way.
The waitress returned with their order
"Merci" Esteban said. It was probably the only French he knew which made him laugh at himself
All through the dinner, flirty remarks and longing looks were exchanged. Laura didn't want the night to end with just this dinner date; she was looking forward to more and with the stares this man was giving her, so was he.
They finished their meal and the dessert that followed it. Laura was on her second glass of wine and was starting to feel the effects, just slightly, she was lightweight; Esteban on the other hand, was on his fourth and his last. Six was his limit but he was going to be extra cautious tonight.
For a few minutes there was silence.
Esteban finally spoke.
"Would you like to dance?"
She agreed to it without thinking of the implications of their body just inches away from each other.
He got up, drawing her with him. He led her to the small dance floor where a man was playing a lazy tune on the piano, and when he pulled her close, she went on impulse
"Do you notice how perfectly we fit together?" he asked in a hush tone as they swayed to the music. His hand at her back contracted, bringing her even closer, and the sound of his voice at her ear was deliciously exciting. "I like the way you feel against me" he confessed
She felt herself go wild with excitement, the way he spoke, the way his body reacted to hers, the smell of his cologne and the sound of the music was altogether making her wildly aroused.
The music ended and they went back to their seats.
"Those were some pretty nice moves you had" she teased.
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EROTIKA SERIES
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