Rekindling Desire

Rekindling Desire
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My eyes scanned the menu, widening a bit at the prices. The food sounded amazing, but I wasn’t sure any food was worth that price.

“Don’t look so worried, Hannah,” my husband, James, said with a chuckle. “We can afford it.”

“If you say so.” I sat my menu down and picked up my glass of wine, taking a sip. “This place is very nice. I’ve forgotten how nice it was. I think maybe they’ve remodeled a bit, though.”

“I do like it,” he agreed. “It looks nicer than it did the last time we were here.”

“The prices have increased.”

He chuckled. “It was the least I could do for our tenth anniversary together and our fifth anniversary together as a married couple.”

I smiled. “I can’t believe that we’ve been together for ten years. I mean, we’ve known each other for thirteen! God, when did we get so old?”

James laughed. “Hey, speak for yourself. I don’t think thirty-two is old.”

“It sounds old.”

He held up his wine glass, toasting against the edge of mine. “You’re only as old as you feel, my dear.”

I smiled, sipping my drink. We ordered our food and sat in silence, enjoying the soft piano music. The place was crowded, but their conversations were low, making the atmosphere very cozy and calming.

“Do you remember our first date?” James asked.

I laughed softly. “Yes, I do. It was at McDonalds, if I remember correctly.”

“At least we’ve stepped up in the world, eh?”

“I was twenty-one and not even out of college yet, so I thought that you were going to give me the world.”

“It hasn’t been for lack of trying.” A grin slowly spread across his face. “I remember that night after we got home, as well.”

I smirked. “I remember the car in the parking lot before we left to go home.”

“We spent a lot of time in the back of that old Tempo…”

I ran my hand across the table, taking his, squeezing. “That we did.”

“Remember our third date, when we went to the campground? We stayed there until after dark.”

I bit my lip as the memory flooded back. “Of course I remember,” I said. “You held me up against a tree. It was the hottest sex I’d had in my life. It was followed by the most mind-blowing night of my life, as well.”

James glanced down at our hands as I played with his fingers. He interlocked his around mine, locking onto my blue eyes with his brown. “I remember the whirlwind of sexual frenzy we had that first year.”

“We did it everywhere and anywhere you could possibly think of.”

“Think we still have that list we made? The one of all the places we’d been to and the ones we wanted to go to? The list of places we had done it in far outweighed the list of places we hadn’t.”

“I’m sure it’s somewhere,” I said. “We will have to look for it later. It would be good for a chuckle.”

James ran his thumb across my palm, searching my eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and my stomach took a nosedive. “Do you ever miss it?” he whispered. “The adventure? How exciting it was? How I would have to cover your mouth to hide your screams from the people around us?”

I swallowed hard, a tingle having started deep down between my legs. Moisture soaked my panties, my mind whirling as some of the most amazing sex of my life flashed through my brain. The thrill of getting caught had always increased the pleasure. “Yes,” I replied. “Sometimes I miss it.”

“Do you remember the first time we came to this place? It was for our first anniversary.” He scooted closer to me, running his hand up my leg underneath the tablecloth. I went very still. “Do you remember, Han?”

I shivered at his touch against my inner thigh. “James…”

“Do you?”

“Yes,” I said breathlessly, looking him in the eye. “I remember you putting your hand up my skirt and making me come while we waited for our food.”

“I could do it again.”

“We’re different people now,” I insisted. “We’re older and more mature.”

His fingers tickled at the inside of my thighs, and I inhaled sharply as a shiver went down my spine. “Really,” he said. “Is that why you’re breathing so heavily?”

“James,” I said. I bit my lip as his finger grazed across my panties. A tremble went through me, and my eyes darted around the room, paranoid that someone would know.

He leaned in and whispered, “You’re pretty wet for someone who is so different.”

Every nerve ending in my body was firing at once. I wanted to grab him and kiss him. I wanted him to stick his fingers inside me and make me scream. But there was the other part of me that was afraid of being discovered. I wasn’t young and reckless anymore. I couldn’t let someone find out we were fooling around in a restaurant. How embarrassing would that be, acting like a couple of hormonal teenagers?

“What’s wrong?” he whispered.

“We can’t do this here, James,” I said. I gasped quietly as his fingers grazed across the middle of my panties again, lingering longer this time, sending an explosion of arousal through my core and up into my stomach.

The waitress brought our food over and served us. James smiled and thanked her, acting very casual, given his fingers were still skimming back and forth against my underwear, sending tiny shocks of pleasure through me. The thrill of being caught sent a shot of lust through my blood, along with a cold steel hand around my gut.

James pulled his hand away, and I exhaled deeply. My body was warm and on fire, my insides aching for release. We ate our dinner in comfortable silence, with no more talk of our wild past. Part of me was disappointed and the other part of me was relieved.

I finished my glass of wine and was served another. I didn’t drink often, and the alcohol was working through my system quickly, making me feel much more relaxed and confident. As the waitress took away our plates and took down our dessert order, I was feeling pretty good.

James placed his hand on my leg, squeezing it lightly, turning to look into my eyes. I turned my head, my blue meeting his deep, lust filled brown ones. My stomach fluttered with desire at the arousal barely behind them.

“How much do you think you’re going to want me after you finish that chocolate mousse?” he asked with an impish grin. “I know how much of an aphrodisiac chocolate is for you, and you’re already horny as hell.” His hand found its way between my legs again, this time his fingers slid around the hem of my panties and stroked across the moisture hiding between the folds. The piano music in the background swelled in almost perfect unison with his fingers.

“James…”

“Shhh,” he said, his finger finding my clit and beginning to rub lightly. My breath caught in my throat at the surge of pleasure that flooded my body. My eyes quickly searched around the room, taking in the dim room and candlelight. All the other patrons were too busy with their own dinners to notice anything amiss. James took a casual sip of his drink as he brought me to the brink of orgasm before pulling his hand away. I whimpered softly, but said nothing, noticing our dessert had arrived.

James didn’t eat hardly any of the mousse, and instead watched me as I ate. The naughty part of me made me savor every bite, purposefully licking the mousse off every spoonful. After every swallow, I let out a soft, tiny moan. Checking his expression, I could practically feel the vibrations of desire flowing from him.

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Product Details
File Size: 631 KB
Print Length: 104 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

Price(USD): $2.99