Darryl unloosen his perfectly knotted tie, unbuttoning his shirt, two buttons down, revealing soft, black chest hairs. I sucked in a deep breath, trying to ignore my acute awareness of him, biting into my doughnut.
It was impossible. He was right fucking there. All perfect, gorgeous, smelling divine.
"You seem unable to answer my first question. At least tell me this Adela." His voice prickling my skin, raising more goosebumps. He took a sip of his hot beverage before continuing. "How loud do you think you would scream when I fuck you?"
I choked. Was he serious? Okay, another impossible question.
"What's your favorite color? I could always pass by the lingerie shop on my way home..." hoping to side track him. No man has ever been able to make me scream.
"Oh please Adela" cutting me off. Lingerie is for seducing a man. I am already inveigle and you are mine. I expect to see you butt naked when I open my door to let you in."
"Asshole" I whispered, spilling majority of my coffee. Luckily it fell into the saucer.
"I like that dirty mouth of yours, Adela. It's quite unexpected. I want to see it wrap around my cock tonight, taking it all in. The deeper, the better. "
I look around. I couldn't believe that big- hot- shot, well respected Darryl Stone just said that to me in a crowded coffee shop when anyone might overhear.