Velvet - Erotic Stories of Domination and Submission by Castle Diana

Author:Castle, Diana [Castle, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction
Published: 2012-07-19T21:00:00+00:00

Blue Kiss

I shouldn’t have ordered. The last thing on my mind is food. I push away my untouched plate of baked chicken, garlic red potatoes and roasted asparagus with pomegranate-lime dressing.

My co-worker cum boyfriend Keith Molale sits across the table from me. He’s nearly done with his dinner; black bass with chickpeas, clams and chorizo.

He looks over at me and frowns. “You’re not eating.”

My stomach tightens and the smell of my food is suddenly nauseating to me. It was my suggestion that we go out to dinner. Now you couldn’t pay me to eat anything that’s on my plate. It’s not the food. It was smelling delicious right up until this moment. No, it’s me. I’ve got too much on my mind to be able to eat.

Keith releases one of his annoyed breaths and places his fork on the edge of his plate. He wipes his hands with his napkin, folds his long fingers together and leans forward, his eyes peering at me from behind his designer tortoiseshell glasses.

Don’t let those glasses fool you. Keith is very good-looking. Black hair, dark brown eyes and that honeyed skin that’s a product of his being Hawaiian, Japanese and, as he likes to say, a bit of haole thrown in for good measure.

He’s also got an amazing body. He used to surf back in Hawaii and was a former champion swimmer, which helped him snare an athletic scholarship to Stanford. But he also grew up on the mean streets of Honolulu where, in order to protect himself, he took up boxing and martial arts.

He still swims and does martial arts so he’s in amazing shape. Wide shoulders, muscular chest and a solid set of six-packed abs that make me drool every time I think about them. Even now I imagine running my hands up and down the firm ridges of his taut stomach then sliding my hands down further and further.

Those sexy brown eyes of his, however, are extremely nearsighted. He could wear contacts but he likes wearing those geeky glasses. Makes him look like Clark Kent. Nerdy spectacles and the body of a god.

“Yvonne,” he begins in that slow, patient tone of voice that means he’s about to lecture someone about something but just sets my teeth on edge. “If you weren't hungry why did you insist we go out to eat?” He glances around the restaurant. “This place isn’t exactly cheap.”

I inwardly cringe. It was my idea to come to this particular restaurant. It’s new, trendy and, therefore, very crowded. And, as Keith has noted, very expensive.

“I’ll pay my share. Don’t I always?” I slide the tip of my index finger up and down the handle of my unused fork. Even though we’re dating, I don’t want him assuming he has to play the chivalrous boyfriend and open car doors for me or pay for my meals.

He frowns harder, probably at the prickly tone in my voice. “I’m not concerned about that. Why are we at this restaurant if you’re not going to eat?”

I tense, a vein pulsing along my scalp.

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