Revived (Revved #2)

I have to contain my growl of annoyance at the interruption.

“Do you want me to order for us both?” I ask India.

“Sure.”

I quickly place our order with Miguel, so he can fuck off and leave us alone.

“This place is amazing.” She picks her wine up, taking a sip.

“Thank you.”

“I can’t believe you own a restaurant and that I didn’t even know about it.” Smiling, she shakes her head. “I thought I knew a lot about you, but I feel like there’s still so much for me to learn.”

“Ask me anything. I’ll answer. You know that.” I give her a look, referring to our sessions, where I wasn’t exactly shy on divulging information.

“Any more businesses that I don’t know about?”

“No. Just the one.”

“How old were you when you started racing cars?”

I shrug. “Young. A teenager.”

“First race you won?”

“Well, aside from the illegal street racing I used to do…” I see her eyes flash with danger. “A junior rally championship back home in Brazil when I was fourteen.”

“So, you were a bad boy when you were younger?”

“I’m still bad now.” I grin.

She rests her elbow on the table, chin in her hand. “I bet being the hot racing bad boy got you a lot of girls.”

“I did all right.” I give a lazy shrug.

“First serious girlfriend?”

“Larissa Garcia.”

“How old were you when you lost your virginity?”

“Sixteen.”

“With Larissa?”

“No. With Larissa’s older sister, Marisa. She was eighteen.”

“You’re kidding?” She lets out a shocked-sounding laugh.

“No. It was why Larissa and I broke up. I was a bit of a shit when I was a kid.” I chuckle, pulling a face.

“And as an adult.” She raises a brow in reference to my conquests, which she knows all about from our therapy sessions. The only downside of dating my therapist.

My playful mood takes a quick nosedive.

“That’s who I was. I am not that man anymore.”

“I know,” she says softly, her hand touching my face. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

I bring my eyes to hers. “No, you weren’t wrong. I just want you to know, that guy before…he is in the past. You are my future.”

The happiness that shines in her eyes makes my heart beat faster.

“You’re my future, too.” She leans in and kisses my lips. “I love you, Leandro.” Her words whisper over my skin, heightening my need for her.

I take over the kiss, my hand in her hair, tilting her head back so that I can kiss her deeper. My other hand grips her hip, pulling her closer to me. She makes a mewling sound in the back of her throat, her fingers curling into the fabric of my shirt.

I break off from the kiss, breathing heavily, as I stare into her dilated eyes. “You want to know something else about me?”

She nods.

“I get off on making my beautiful girlfriend come in public places.” I move my hand down to her thigh, and slip my fingers under the hem of her dress.

Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t falter, doesn’t look away from me.

“Could we be seen?” she whispers, sounding breathless.

“Only if someone comes over.”

Excitement flares in her eyes. Then, her legs part in invitation. A shiver of pleasure ripples down my back, heading straight for my cock.

I angle my body toward her so that if someone does come over, all they’d see is my back. I slide my hand up the inside of her thigh. My fingers meet with silk panties that are damp already.

“You are wet for me,” I whisper. Leaning in, I press my lips to her throat.

“Always.”

I run the tip of my finger over her panties. She squirms against my hand. Wanting to feel her, I push the fabric aside and slip a finger inside her. She moans a little too loud, so I capture her mouth with mine.

“Hush. No sound, babe. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers and make you come all over my hand, and you can’t make a sound.”

My eyes stare into hers as she whispers, “I’ll be quiet. Please make me come. I need this…you.”

On a growl, I start fucking her with my fingers, rubbing my thumb over her clit, loving the way she clamps around me so greedily.

I am so fucking turned on. I am either going to come in my pants or bend her over this table and fuck the hell out of her with everyone watching.

“Oh God…” she whispers, trembling against me. “I’m so close.”

“That’s it, India. Come for me. Show me what I do to you.”

Her eyes stare deep into mine, and I feel her orgasm erupt through her as she tightens around my fingers. Total bliss covers her face as her body shudders with her release. When she’s done, she falls against me.

I slip my fingers out, putting her panties back in place. “You okay?”

“I’m better than okay.” She lifts her head, eyes on me. “That was amazing.”

Her face is flushed from the orgasm, her lips swollen from my kiss.

“It was definitely something.” God, I need to be inside her so fucking bad. I don’t know if I can make it through this dinner.

“I can’t believe we just did that.” She gives me a shy look.