A strong knock on Christian’s office door brought us back out of our little passionate world.
We both leaned back, catching our breaths before Christian got out of bed.
"Stay here, I’ll go see who it is," he said and left, closing the pocket door behind him.
I plopped down on the bed and listened to the muffled sounds of movent in the other room. It sounded like a few people were walking around the room with hurried steps.
I wonder if it’s a eting?
It didn’t take long before Christian entered the bedroom.
"Co, I have a small surprise for you," he smiled.
"Surprise?" I perked up and hopped out of bed.
Christian walked back into his office, where I saw an entire feast worth of delectable dishes spread on the coffee table.
The scent alone had drooling, and I quickly skipped over to the leather couch to have a closer look.
"I wasn’t exactly sure what you liked, so I ordered a little bit of everything. I hope you like it," he said softly, taking a seat beside .
There really was a little bit of everything. Soups, curries, pasta, steak, and seafood that all looked so delicious, I didn’t know where to start!
"It all looks wonderful! Thank you so much," I replied before picking up a clean fork and placing a little bit of everything on my plate.
Only after seeing and slling the appetizing food did I realize how hungry I was. My mother strongly encouraged to skip breakfast this morning, stating that I needed to ’look my best’ so that I don’t embarrass the Moresi na while out in public.
My ’exercise’ with Christian earlier also burned a bit of my energy, so this al was a very welco sight.
"This chicken looks so juicy, here have a piece", I said, placing a piece on Christian’s plate.
I was so excited about all of the food in front of that I didn’t realize that Christian was watching with an amused expression.
He finally caught my hand as I placed a piece of steak on his plate and looked at , "Leslie, I appreciate you for filling my plate, but you should eat now before the food gets cold."
I looked down to see the huge mound of food that I ended up putting on his plate, blushing from embarrassnt.
"Ah! Sorry, I didn’t even realize!" I quickly said, looking up at him.
He leaned back with his plate in his hands and took a bite of the chicken I gave him.
"It really is delicious," he said.
But the way he looked at when he said that made it seem like he was talking about .
I quickly turned my head to shake the dirty thoughts that were flooding in, turning my attention to the food in front of .
Focus, Leslie! It’s not every day that you get to eat to your heart’s content!
After giving myself a small pep talk, I dove in, sampling each of the dishes. The food worked wonders, curing my hunger while satisfying nearly all of my senses.
"I’m glad, I was worried it wouldn’t be to your tastes," said Christian after I finished eating.
I shook my head and smiled, "No, I’m very happy with it. I usually get scolded for eating more than a few bites. This was a real treat."
"A few bites?"
Christian’s face darkened. "I didn’t realize that the grand Moresi family couldn’t afford to feed their own daughter."
I shook my head and giggled, "No, it’s not that we can’t afford it. My mother is a control freak and monitors how much we can eat. She says it’s to maintain our figures, but there have been days I felt ill due to not eating the entire day."
There was no resentnt in my voice, only sadness. I felt a little embarrassed even bringing this topic up to Christian, but when I looked up at him, I noticed that he looked angry.
"What’s wrong?" I asked.
Christian quickly fixed his expression and smiled, touching my hair. "You can eat as much as you want here. Let know in the future if there’s anything specific that you’re in the mood for, I’ll be sure to get it for you."
I did my best to flash a happy smile, but the sides of my mouth still quivered as I fought the tears back.
Is this what it feels like to be cared about?
Although Christian only recently entered my life, I have already experienced so many different ’first tis’ with him.
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After we finished eating, Christian led back to the secret bedroom.
"Wait in here for a little bit. I’ll have soone co clean up the food."
"Okay", I smiled and walked over to the small bookshelf to see if I could find anything interesting on the shelves.
Most of the books were about leadership and business, which wasn’t surprising to . The office building alone could attest to how successful Vittoria Global was as a company.
Christian ca back in a few minutes later.
"I have about fifteen minutes before I have a eting with a few executives from the jewelry division. Just enough ti for dessert."
"Dessert?" I asked, rembering the few cakes and pastries from earlier.
Christian walked over and lifted off the ground to place on the bed.
"Yes, I’ll be having this dessert, right here", he said, spreading my legs apart.
Warmth and a slight tingle imdiately spread throughout my body from being so openly exposed in front of him.
Instead of diving in right away, Christian gently ran his fingers down my chest and thighs. They tickled with their gentle touches, making my body shiver in response.
It didn’t take long before my breathing turned heavy and my body began to squirm up and down.
Christian kept my legs spread and positioned his fingers just above my clit. I took a deep breath in anticipation, just in ti to feel his fingers press against .
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