“Please tell me you were wearing that get-up when you went in to order,” I tease, once again taking a moment to study how fucking sexy she looks right now.
She scoffs before rolling her eyes. “No. I went through the drive-thru, Javi. I would never live it down if my father or one of his friends ever saw me out in public in an outfit like this. If you let me inside though, I’ll show you what I’m hiding underneath and maybe share my food with you. The smell was making my mouth water all the way over here.”
There’s a playfulness to her voice and a fire in her eyes, intriguing me even more with what she could possibly have on under that coat. The man in me wants her to be naked, letting me give in to the cliché fantasy of a woman untying a trench coat to reveal her bare body to you—but the other part of me hopes that Sydney wasn’t driving or walking around completely naked under there where someone could potentially see what my eyes get to.
She steps beside me into my house as I shut the door behind her, watching her move around my kitchen before placing the bag on my counter. She starts unloading the boxes and opening the lids, reaching in with her fingers to sample a piece of sweet and sour pork without searching for a fork first. The way her lips curl around her food and the purse of her mouth as she pulls her fingers from her lips has my dick growing rock hard in seconds.
“Oh my God,” she moans around her mouthful of food. “You’re right. That is so much better than Panda Express.”
“Told ya.” I step up beside her and reach into a bag, pulling out a spring roll. “What all did you order?”
“A little of everything. I wanted to sample it all and I wasn’t sure what you liked.”
“I eat it all, Princess,” I reply, just as a mischievous grin forms on my lips. I can tell by the way Sydney’s body tenses and she turns to face me with a glimmer in her eyes that says her line of thought ventured right to where my sexual innuendo was placed.
“Oh, I know you do, Javi,” she says, taking a bite of chow mein, dropping the noodles into her mouth slowly before meeting my eyes with hers again. I never thought someone could eat noodles in a sexy manner, but apparently Sydney can. She darts her tongue out to lick the corner of her mouth and I’m instantly swallowing gruffly. “But tonight, I think it’s time I return the favor.”
“Is that so?” I rest my back against the counter as Sydney moves to stand in front of me.
She bobs her head. “Yup.”
“Why did you bring food then if this was just about sex?” I mentally slap myself for asking that question at this moment, knowing that Sydney came here with clear intentions for a release. But part of me wonders why go to the trouble to bring a meal too? I mean, I’m not mad about it. She saved me from cooking and it gives us an excuse to spend some more time together.
But that’s not supposed to be what I want, what we agreed to. We agreed no strings, and all of a sudden, I feel wires wrapping around my ankles and wrists, anchoring me to her in other ways I wanted to avoid.
Her eyes veer toward the floor, alerting me to a shift in the confidence I saw from her before. I knew I shouldn’t have said anything, but the woman has me all up in knots with confusion.
“I guess I wanted to say thank you in some kind of way.” She shrugs and then pops her eyes back up to me. “I’m kind of sad that the self-defense class is over because I feel so much better than I did weeks ago, and I know that’s because of you, Javi. Even though we didn’t start out on the best of terms, wanting to prove you wrong pushed me to keep going, and now I’m harboring a confidence I didn’t have before. So thank you.” She gives me a small smile before glancing down at my crotch, and then back up to my eyes. “And I guess I should thank you for all of the orgasms lately. I think they’re making a difference in my life too.” She winks her right eye at me and then giggles, before taking a deep breath and moving her hands to the belt on her coat tied around her waist.
“You’re welcome, Sydney. I never turn down food, but I’m glad the class did something for you. That’s the entire reason we offer it.”
She nods again, releasing the knot on her belt. “It did. And now I want to do something for you.” As her hands pull the tie open, the slit between the two sides of her coat widens, revealing her silky skin encased in hot pink lace. Sydney’s body is decked out in a pink, see-through corset that highlights her curves and the dip in her waist while the top pushes up her perfect breasts I’ve become very acquainted with. The fabric is so sheer that it gives me a peak to everything underneath, including her rosy nipples, but still teases me with covering the majority of her skin. The bottom is cut high on her thighs and just as I glance to her crotch, she tosses the coat on the ground and then spins on her heels, revealing the thong in the back that gives me the perfect view of her luscious backside.
Christ almighty, I think I might come in my shorts. I’ve never had a woman surprise me with lingerie like this before, but I don’t hate the fact that it’s Sydney who gets to claim that first for me.
“Fuck, Princess. You look …”
“You like?” she asks, biting her lip while watching
