Believe me now!

Chapter 13 dinner date

Sera and Blaze walked down the hall of the hotel room holding hands. They strolled down the Vegas strip under all of the noise and bright lights, the city that never sleeps.They made their way along the sidewalk until they got to the restaurant. They stood at the entrance to Sadies. He had his arm around his wife. He felt the soft swell of her breast pressed up against his chest as he held her closely. He didn't want to take any chances of someone trying to grab her again. Blaze informed the host that they had reservations for two- for "Mr. and Mrs.Haven." Sera smiled brightly. The host looked frazzled," I do not see anything under the name Haven- did you say?" He was unable to locate the reservations for a Mr & Mrs Haven. Blaze had made the reservations under her surname because she seemed like that. He slid the host a $100 bill and he had found the reservations after all. He escorted them back to a small booth. "This is cozy." Sera said, eyes widening. It was lit with only candle light. It was a very tall backed, private booth. She slid in and Blaze sat close to her. Hip to hip. The waiter was an old Italian man. He brought forth a bottle of red wine in one hand with a white towel wrapped around it. He poured the fine wine into Sera's glass, twisting the bottle upwards as he finished the pour. Sera nodded at the wine thinking that it was very fancy. Blaze himself ordered a double malt scotch. The waiter handed them each a leather bound menu. She ordered a rib eye steak with garlic herb sauce. He ordered the shrimp scampi and lobster with baked potato. Then the waiter brought out the warm homemade sour dough bread with a garlic brown butter dipping sauce. Blaze dipped the bread in the butter and swirled the piece around in the buttery sauce, he slid it into her open mouth. She closed her eyes and chewed. She moaned at the taste of the warm bread. He squeezed her hand and told her," I like how you savor every little bit." It was just bread, not even the entree yet. She nodded moaning a little bit more. "It's good ." she smiled. He sat closer to her in the high backed booth and put his arm around her shoulders. He pulled her close and lifted her chin, kissing her on her pink lips. She tasted like warm garlic butter. She moved her hand over to his and asked him," Please my very good husband, more." He understood that she was trying to seduce him now. He reached his warm hand under the table and found her bare thigh. He moved his hand up squeezing her dress and soon realized that she hadn't been wearing anything under that dress. He leaned to her ear. "You naughty little bride." She was still hungry. He was feeling brazen now, excited by her lack of panties. She leaned back in the booth and slouched her hips forward inviting him to explore the tender flesh of her quivering thighs taunting him, "You're about to round second base, into third." She allowed him access to her as he covertly moved his fingers and found her inner desire. She threw her head back and took a deep breath. He was feeling the fullness stretching his trousers. She lay her napkin over his lap and touched him intimately as he closed his eyes. They were all alone in their own little world. The waiter approached with their next dish, he paused as he saw them laying back with their eyes closed. He coughed to signal his arrival. It was not uncommon for young lovers to visit this booth. Blaze straightened up first, sitting upright. She dropped her hand and coughed as she sat up and slid back up against the padded leather booth. First the waiter brought out another bottle of burgundy wine. He poured her a large glass of the wine and winked at her as he did so. He then brought another malt scotch for Blaze. Blaze thanked him. He came back with their entrees this time. Blaze took a piece of the plump lobster, dipped it in butter and placed it between her lips. As she chewed on it, he told her, "Watching this is almost as good as what you were doing to me under the table my dearest wife." He whispered in her ear and told her that when they got back to their room he would show her exactly what he could do. "I am a magician, you will want to see all the magic tricks I have in store for you." She giggled. He raised both of his eyebrows up-and-down. She asked him, "Does Karen Chandler even have a chance against me now?" He shook his head and said, "not even one little chance." She put her hand on his sideburn and brushed his hair back behind his ear. She explored his clean shaven face and rubbed a piece of food off of his face. She hadn't seen him without facial hair since high school. It brought back memories of school and watching him in chemistry class as he pretended to do his class work. He cut her steak up for her into small pieces and fed her a few bites. She slapped his hand and said," I got this!" He said, "I know that you can, but I like to watch you chewing on your meat." She almost choked on her wine when he had said that to her. He pulled her close and moved his tongue over her ear lobe. He moved one hand under her dress and the other was in her hair, weaving his fingers into her hair as he kissed her and touched her flesh. She lay back and moaned as she felt him ignited the fire inside with his passionate kiss. She slid her hand down his chest and grabbed him. He began to move closer to her. He wanted to take her right there in that restaurant. He moved his hand to her outer breast and felt her rib cage-moving down her stomach to her hip bone. He licked his lips in anticipation. The waiter arrived, "Desert anyone?" Blaze nodded. "Something sweet and creamy please." He said he would bring some ice cream. Seraphina sat up and clapped," Yes please." He knew she wanted more.