Simple Submission

Chapter 3-revision 1

“Me, stand you up? You’re the one who was going to leave without even waiting for me for five minutes.”

“Like I said, I assumed it was a practical joke.”

“Who would play such a joke? Aubrey, you are like a roman fresco, the very image of womanly beauty.”

Her hand shot up and she covered his mouth staring into his face.

“Stop, please. Don’t make fun of me.”

He grabbed her wrist and moved his head back looking into her eyes before kissing her palm, and then her knuckles.  He reached up and pulled her hair from the insufferable bun that she liked to put it in.  Her hair fell about her shoulders, it was still wet from her shower earlier but the way she had twisted it had caused it to fall and spread in to large waves and ringlets.

“I wouldn’t make fun of you.  Let me show you I mean it.”  He did something then that she never expected. He pulled her across his lap and captured her mouth in a scorching kiss.

Aubrey was frozen. She didn’t know how to respond.  She felt his hand move to the base of her neck and grip her hair as he deepened the kiss.  Her heart pounded in her chest so fast and so hard that she thought she would pass out.   She forced herself to relax, if she gave in, perhaps he would let her go faster.  Her action, however, had the opposite effect.  He chose the moment upon feeling her relax into him to trace his tongue along her lower lip and probe for entry.  At the feel of his tongue, she gasped softly and it was all the opening he needed to slip his tongue past her lips where he gently played along her teeth and tongue.  She lifted her hand to his shoulder and pushed at him slightly, but he did not budge.  He continued his assault on her mouth coaxing at her lips and tongue until she relented, and clumsily kissed him back. 

When her tongue slipped to his teeth he groaned as his battle, hard won, came to an end and fully enjoyed his conquest.  Aubrey had been completely motionless when he started the kiss, nipping and teasing, advancing and retreating, she seemed to be unfazed by his attempt to kiss her but he knew she would give in.  When she had sighed he took advantage and when she began to kiss him in return.  He knew at that moment, that this was her first real kiss. He felt blessed to have been the first to receive such a gift from her. He pulled back slightly and felt her surge forward not wanting to break the contact.  He smiled against her lips at her unconscious reaction. He brought his hand to her face and caressed her cheek as he pulled back again.

“Sweet Aubrey, more later, people are beginning to stare.”

He continued to smile at her as she ducked her head her cheeks flaming with embarrassment and passion.

“You must think I am a total slut,” she whispered as she went to move from his lap back into her seat.

He gripped her waist firmly so she could not move away. “Enjoying a kiss in no way makes you a slut.  Stay and we will enjoy are meal.  I like having you in my arms.”

The first course of their meal arrived.  It was a creamy pablano pepper soup. There was only one small bowl for them to share. Ethan took the first few bites.  She watched and was about to ask where hers was when he put the spoon to her lips.  She narrowed her eyes at him and took a sip. It was delicious.

She couldn’t believe that she was sitting in this amazing man’s lap having him feed her a dinner that probably cost more than her paycheck was worth.

With every course the ritual continued. They talked softly between courses about topics she was comfortable with like writing and gaming. She quit trying to get away from him after the first two dishes and settled comfortably in his arms.  She still wasn’t sure what he was up to, but decided to enjoy the moment as it would probably never come again. She imagined reliving this meal over and over in her head for years to come.