“You want me to kiss you?” she asked.

“Yes. Like you mean it.”

“I don’t know how.”

“Simple. Kiss me like your life depends on it.”

“That’s not a good reason to have a kiss.”

“It’s the only reason you need. We’re not leaving until you kiss me.”

“You’d keep the restaurant open all night just so I’d kiss you?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“You’re bluffing.”

“I own the restaurant. They’d do as they’re told.”

She licked her lips, and I saw her struggling, but I’d won. She just needed to realize I had and there was no point in fighting it.

I wanted that tongue on mine.

For a few seconds, nothing happened. She stayed perfectly still, and I kept her trapped. I had no problem holding her here. This worked for me because I had her close to my body. The soft curves of her breasts calling to me.

Slowly, almost too slowly for me to appreciate, she put her hands on my chest. Her touch light, soft. She slid her hands up to cup my face. Aurora touched my face and let me go.

I saw the fight in her gaze and I stayed perfectly still, giving her the time to make all the moves.

She cupped my face and waited.

Did she think I’d kill her for touching me?

I’d done so in the past, but this was different. I’d asked her to kiss me. I wanted her touch, but she was treating me like a bomb about to go off.

Even with the heels I’d given her, I was still much taller than her. She had no choice but to go on her tiptoes, which brought her body flush against mine, and fuck me if that didn’t feel good.

The soft press of her tits.

I wanted to grab her.

Instead, I held myself perfectly still as her lips brushed across mine. The touch was fleeting, and she pulled back.

“Not good enough.”

“It was a kiss.”

I was done playing games. Grabbing her ass, I sank my fingers into her hair and tugged her close. I slammed my lips down on hers and ravished her mouth, taking control, giving her the kiss I truly wanted.

She released a moan, her fingers sinking against my shoulders as she held on to me. It wasn’t enough. I traced the fullness of her lip, and she opened up, deepening the kiss. Then I lifted her up on the counter, spreading her thighs so my cock was close to her.

As much as I wanted to continue, fucking her in the bathroom of a restaurant wasn’t what I had in mind for today.

I jerked away.

The dress had ridden up. The slits were open, exposing her thighs. She touched her lips and shook her head, getting to her feet.

She nearly fell to the floor, but I captured her, not letting her go until I was sure she was balanced.

“I’m fine.”

“I ordered dinner for you. Let’s go and eat.” I held my hand out. She took it.