“Close your eyes and open your mouth.”
I did as I was told. I felt the warm gooeyness coat my lips, stick to the roof of my mouth and glide onto my tongue. My mouth widened to take it all in and I clasped my lips around it, wanting to savor it a little longer. Then I swallowed.
“It’s good, isn’t it?”
Yes, it was good. And yes, I definitely wanted more. I simply moaned with pleasure.
“Now, tell me it’s the best you’ve ever had.”
His tone dared me to say otherwise. I savored what was left in my mouth and then licked the residue from my lips. I opened my eyes and looked at him.
“Come on, say it.”
I giggled when I saw the serious look on his handsome face. I wasn’t a liar and I wasn’t about to start now.
“I’ll admit that it is very good. But I’ve had better. Sorry.”
“And here I am thinking that I would blow your mind.”
Disappointed, Alejandro placed the fork back onto the dessert plate. I immediately picked it up, dug into the chocolate molten lava cake and brought it to his lips.
“Butter, eggs, sugar, chocolate, fresh raspberries, powdered sugar…I used to be an expert at making these when I was a teenager. This is almost as good as what I used to make. Open your mouth.”
“Shush, don’t let the chef hear you.”
A smile spread across his face before he opened his mouth to receive the fork. We laughed and took turns feeding each other until the cake was a memory and we were suffering from a chocolate high. When I noticed chocolate on the corner of his mouth, I smudged it away with my thumb. Alejandro took hold of it and slowly slide it across his sticky lips. Before I knew it, my thumb was in his mouth and he was sucking the chocolate from it.
His eyes said it all, making me wonder just how sticky things could get in the middle of the empty restaurant.
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