Fantasy Boyfriend (A Tattooed Bad Boy Romance) by Vanessa Stone Read Free Book Online Page B

shaped offerings of what he called Maki
or hand rolls, and the different types of Maki on the platter.
    "Close your eyes," he instructed.
    I wasn't sure about this, but I didn't want him to
think I was a big chicken, so I did.
    "This one's called a Samurai role," he said.
"Take a bite."
    Without opening my eyes I waited while he held one of
the roles underneath my nose, close to my mouth. Was he going to feed me? I
felt my stomach flutter again, but was distracted by a whiff of some wonderful
aromas.
    “Open.”
    I took a bite, amazed at the flavors that the role
evoked in my taste buds. I chewed, not too sure I liked the texture of the raw
components, but nodded in appreciation. The rice tasted tart, but not
unpleasantly so. "What was that one?"
    "That one has tuna, cucumber, crabmeat topped
with salmon, avocado, and Unagi ,” he explained.
    I opened my eyes and watched him place several roles
of sushi on my plate. I tore my gaze away from his strong fingers and looked up
at him. “What's Unagi ?”
    "Did you like it?" he asked, smiling.
    I nodded. “Yes, it was delicious, but what is
it?"
    "Now don’t be alarmed, but Unagi is a Japanese word for a freshwater eel," he explained. “It's a common
ingredient in a variety of Japanese cooking, not just sushi.”
    I felt a brief flash of horror. I was eating eel? Then
I realized that it had tasted good. We repeated the process several times, me
closing my eyes and him feeding me different rolls. I guessed at the
ingredients, only successful in naming a few that I recognized. We played this
game until roughly half the platter was gone. Finally, I felt so stuffed that I
didn't think I could eat one more bite. It was quiet in the restaurant, and I
wondered why, considering that it was a Saturday evening. Then again, a private
room meant privacy and quiet.
    "Close your eyes."
    I shook my head. "Luke, I honestly don't think I
can eat one more bite."
    "Come on, one more time," he urged.
    Although I wasn't sure what he was going to feed me
next, I did as he requested. I closed my eyes and waited. I heard him move the
tray and then our teacups. I waited, anticipating the aroma of some other
delicious concoction beneath my nose, and as soon as I sensed his hand near my
mouth, I opened my lips slightly, prepared to take a bite. But it wasn't sushi
that I tasted, but his lips. He was kissing me. With my eyes still closed, I
reveled in the kiss, taking my time to appreciate every sensation that his warm
lips brought me.
    I groaned when his tongue slowly slipped inside my
mouth, feeling warm sensations surge through me. Suddenly, his arms were around
my shoulders and he was pulling me closer toward him. I opened my eyes and saw
that he was half leaning over the table, urging me to do the same. He had moved
the food and drinks from the table to the floor, and before I knew it, he was
half reclining on the table, pulling me on top of it beside him.
    "Luke!” I gasped. “We’re in a restaurant-"
    He laughed, the sound rumbling low in his throat as he
continued to kiss me. I couldn't believe it. We were in a sushi restaurant and making
out on top of the table. Wouldn’t my friends just die if they knew what I was
doing? Me! I half expected the table to collapse beneath our weight, but it
didn't.
    Before I knew it, his hands were stroking my back,
cupping my buttocks, and then moving around toward my waistline. Of their own
volition, my hands wrapped around his shoulders, and I realized the fabric he
wore was definitely silk. Several seconds later, one of his warm hands enveloped
my right breast and my breathing grew harsh and erratic. He squeezed and gently
kneaded it, passing his thumb over my bra. My nipple responded in spite of the bra
and ached for his touch. The kiss deepened, his tongue entangling with mine,
and I was giving as well as I got. I didn’t know what came over me, and I don't
know what it was about Luke that encouraged me to break the rules and step
beyond my comfort