Stolen

Chapter Three

My eyes travel from chest to look up at and into the most striking glacial blue eyes I'd ever seen. The blue hues of his eyes swirling around, soaking up my looks. His eyes were beautiful but they were also so cold. I gasped and took a step back. Wiping my sweaty hands subtly on my dress, I stretch out my hands to shake his. "You must be Jo?"
Jo is built like a superhero. Broad shoulders, muscled with a dazzling smile.

"Ah yes, I'm 'Jo'" he says while pulling out my chair. He didn't even shake my hand.

I'm fuming, about to take my seat when I'm abruptly pulled into a hug. My body went stiff, I'm not used to being hugged by strangers. He released me and I played off the awkwardness with a smile. I take my seat across from him and instantly pick up the menu. Glancing over the menu I see jo staring at me. Secretly I'm checking him out.

Lustrous black hair speckled with grey was what I noticed first. He has a chiseled face with bushy eyebrows. His face holds deep set, almond shaped blue eyes. His face also holds a proud nose, it has a sort of crookedness about it as if it was broken and hadn't healed properly. Full cherry red lips are complimented by his burnt Chocolate skin.

He was dressed in a three piece, baby blue Armani suit and what I'm assuming are brown oxfords shoes. A simple gold chain graced his neck and a gold watch Graced his left hand.

While I'm taking in his appearance his tongue slithered out of his mouth and licked his lips. My whole body jumped in anticipation and my kitty cat started getting wet. I see his mouth moving and realize finally that he's speaking to me.
"Ughh, What was that?"

"I was asking you if you wanted to order now?"

"Ugh yeah sure" I answered distractedly. Jo waved over a waiter and I ordered the first thing I saw on the menu. "I'll have the Spaghetti alle vongole" truth be told I didn't even know what that was.

The waiter took our order and left, he returned a few minutes later to deliver the wine that I hadn't heard Jo order. I've been so zoned out.

Over his menu I notice Jo staring at me.

"What's wrong Jo? You've never seen an angel before?" He instantly starts to blush.

A smile blossoms onto his face. I made him blush. It's going to be hard for me to hold a conversation with him, because as I said before I just came out to get fucked. I've been hurt eno and I don't want a man. I just want what they can offer.

"Earth to Carmella! Earth to Carmella" that was Jo, it seems I zoned out again.

"Yes?", I'm twirling a loc of my hair with my fingers. What was it that they said about men with big feet? I'm sitting across from my date, I'm not paying him any attention but oh, how I wish he pay attention to my kitty cat with those beautiful lips!

"How was your car ride over here?" He questions. "Why didn't you accept my offer to pick you up?" He's Looking at me so intensely, it's kind of unnerving.

"I didn't want you to come and have to wait on me" I told him. Truth is I don't like guys coming over to my place, it makes them hopeful. He doesn't say or ask me anything else I think he understands that I'm not up for a conversation right now.

The soothing music playing in the restaurant has my mind a little freed and sitting here I've already had 6 orgasms in my mind from Jo eating me out. I'm about to run my feet up his leg when the waiter arrived with our food.