Chapter 147 The Restaurant

Chapter 147 The Restaurant
JASMINE

In one smooth motion, he flipped me around so I was straddling his waist. A slender finger came up to tuck a loose curl behind my ear, his thumb gently caressing my cheek as his eyes wandered slowly over my face, taking in every detail.

"So fucking gorgeous," he breathed. "I want to fuck you right here and right now. I want to destroy your pussy." He drew his bottom lip between his teeth and slid his hand between my thighs, cupping my core possessively.

A shaky breath escaped me. My forehead dropped to rest against his as he slipped his fingers into my panties and ripped them off with one easy tug. I gasped, watching him tuck the torn fabric into his suit pocket with a mischievous smile.

"Tonight, baby, I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll beg me to go harder," he promised, his finger circling my entrance and tracing my folds. I whimpered, breathing heavily. My entire body burned with sinful, carnal excitement.

"That sound drives me crazy, and I will make you scream tonight. But right now, I'm going to show you just how much I worship you. I'm going to spoil you, baby."

He pulled the hem of my red dress down carefully, helping me climb off his lap and out of the car.

I stood there in absolute awe, completely gobsmacked by the beauty of the place. It wasn't like any restaurant Damien and I had ever visited before. The space was enormous, elegantly adorned with white and gold interiors. Luxurious gold velvet curtains draped the walls, and crisp white tablecloths covered every table and chair.

The floors featured delicate white floral patterns that looked almost ethereal. Fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a soft, dreamy glow over everything. But one thing confused me the entire place was empty. Not a single soul could be seen.

I turned to Damien, who stood beside me with a proud smile on his face. "Where is everyone else?"

"Not here," he replied simply, leading me toward one of the beautifully set tables. He pulled out a chair for me like the perfect gentleman and waited until I sat down before taking the seat across from me. "I booked the entire place for us tonight. It'll just be the two of us."

I stared at him, blinking a few times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. "You… booked the whole restaurant?"

"Baby," he said gently, reaching across the table to take both of my hands in his. "I know you get anxious around crowds, and the last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable tonight. So I arranged for it to be only us. The only thing I want to look at is you." His rough thumb caressed the back of my hands, his emerald eyes soft and warm with affection.

I smiled, my cheeks warming under the look of pure love and utter adoration he was giving me. He lifted my hands to his lips and placed soft, lingering kisses on my knuckles before gently setting them back on the table.

The next moment, a waiter appeared and began serving different dishes all of my absolute favorites. I didn't hesitate. I grabbed my fork and dove straight into the lasagna, letting out satisfied little moans with every bite.

Mid-chew, I noticed a pair of eyes on me. I looked up from my plate to find Damien staring at me with the most heartwarming smile on his face.

"Stop staring," I whined playfully, pouting at him.

A deep, rumbling chuckle filled the silent room, warming my heart instantly. I watched as his lips stretched into a wide grin, his perfect white teeth on full display.

"Sorry, baby," he apologized, amusement dancing in his eyes. His gaze flickered down to my lips, and I caught the unmistakable spark of desire there. "You just look so beautiful. Like a masterpiece."

My cheeks flushed even hotter, and I looked away, feeling like a baked potato. Mostly because I'd already stuffed myself and doubted I'd be able to walk properly afterward.

Nice going, Jasmine.

"Dance with me, tesoro?" Damien's soft, dulcet voice came like a spell, pulling me in.

As if in a trance, I nodded and slipped my hands into his without a word. I was completely and utterly consumed by him. Those emerald green eyes glinted with love and endearment as they gazed at me like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

He gently pulled me to my feet. Hand in hand, he led me to the center of the restaurant and drew me close. His possessive hands settled firmly on my hips while mine wrapped around his neck.

He smiled down at me, his eyes shimmering with want, hunger, and an unquenchable desire all for me.

Out of nowhere, our song started playing.
I couldn't help the bright smile that spread across my lips as I looked back at Damien. He had a wide grin on his face too, his eyes sparkling with love and amusement.

The first time we had heard this song was in his room. I had been lying on the bed listening to it on my phone when he walked in, smiling from ear to ear. He had scooped me up into a hug, and I hugged him back, a blissful sigh leaving his lips as his head dipped to the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.

He had had another bad day at work. I smiled to myself, running my fingers through his curls. My big baby. I pulled back just enough to cup his cheeks.

A sulky little pout had been on his lips then. I tried to cheer him up. "Wanna dance?" I had asked with a smile.