"I've got to when I'm dating such a princess." He smirked in response.
"Dating, huh? We're already dating on a second date?" She grinned back at him. Let the teasing begin. She thought.
"Maybe. What do you think?" He said, his eyebrows raised. It seemed he was feeling a little nervous himself. He turned the car on, and started to drive to the restaurant.
"Hmm..." She said, letting him suffer a little. When she finally responded, she responded with a question. "Do you usually ask girls this quickly?"
He genuinely thought about it for a few minutes, and shook his head. "No. I just... really like you."
"So you've said." She commented. "I guess we're dating now, then." She laughed. He faked a huge sigh of relief, though she could tell by his expression he was really feeling it. As he drove, he put his hand on her lap, his fingers making little circles on her thighs. She didn't say anything, which made him feel even braver.
"I like how accessible your legs are this time." He commented like it wasn't vulgar at all.
She blushed, and looked out the window without a response. His needy hands moved slightly higher, and he circled her now with his long dark fingers, over and over again. Her breathing hitched slightly, though again, she said nothing. All she did was pretend the outside was the most interesting thing in the world, though she couldn't see anything in the dark.
She could feel herself get slightly wet, her core tightening, but it wasn't like she was going to admit anything. It's just been so long since she's been touched anywhere. And the way he touched her... it brought out something inside her she was still unfamiliar with.
She breathed out a huge sigh of relief when they finally got to the restaurant. "Looks good." He said, commenting on the large building with the words 'Manhattan's' in cursive on top.
"I've been here once before for my birthday, the food was really good." She said.
He nodded and got out of the car, then proceeded to open the door for her again. "M'lady."
She giggled. "You know you really don't have to do this for me, I have hands."
"I want to. Especially since I'll be closer to you... and can do things like this." He pressed her body against the car, and expertly placed his lips on hers, demanding that she opened them for him. She responded right away, and moaned into his mouth from the unexpected kiss. He brushed her hair, though tried not to ruin it from her hours of hard work trying to make it perfect. He bit her lip as he did, and she moaned again. They were interrupted by two other customers that walked by them, entering the restaurant. The woman had cleared her throat to remind them they were in public.
Joe chuckled and separated from her. "See, you do make little noises." He said.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. You must've heard the wind." They both looked around, it was a completely windless day.
"You were saying?" He said, his body still pressed against her.
"What about you, huh? What's with the bulge in your pants?" She giggled.
He pressed it harder against her, and she stopped giggling immediately. "This one?" He said, looking down at her with darkened eyes. "I'm glad you can feel it."
"We're going to be arrested for this." She said, changing the subject.
"It'll be worth it." He said, but before she could retort back, he put his hand around her's, and lifted her body back up against where she rested on his car. "Come, let's go eat. You must be famished from all the sweating I just made you do."
She rolled her eyes, but followed him. God, what had she gotten herself into? The waiter nodded when he found their reservation, and they followed him in. Joe looked around, mesmerized. "What a nice place." He whispered to her, his hand tightening slightly. There were chandeliers hanging from the roof, and little couch-based sitting areas for private dining. There was a live band playing in the corner, and a woman bellowed some Adele, showing off her skills.
They sat as the waiter left them, though Joe kept his hands wrapped around hers. "Nice choice." He winked.
"I told you it was good. Never doubt me on anything regarding food." She winked back.
"Then what do you recommend for the wine?" He asked, glancing down at the drinks menu.
"Ah, this is where I suffer slightly. I just buy cheap wine from the grocery store." She admitted sheepishly.
He gasped out loud dramatically, and the lady at the next table scoffed at him. "How dare you?!" He said, standing up. "I have to leave. Right now."
"Oh god, Joe. Sit down." She grabbed his arm, and forced him down. "You have got to stop doing that."
He laughed. "But you get so embarrassed and blushy when I do, it's so cute."
She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but show that she was flattered. "Okay, you recommend something then."
He studied the menu intently. "Well, what are we eating?" He asked. "I can't possibly choose a wine if I don't know what we're pairing it with."
"You sound so stuck up right now." She smirked.
"You'll see what I mean." He replied.
"We're having pizza, they have the absolute best pizza in town. Trust me." She revealed.
He nodded, and looked at it again. "A Pinot Grigio will go well with a pesto-based pizza, or a Zinfandel, the richer the red sauce with the pizza dish, the more tangy and bold you want the red wine to be. Maybe a chardonnay, a good white wine."
She studied him, her expression intense. "What?" He asked, looking up at her.
She shrugged. "I always liked when guys were focused on something, and very knowledgeable about the things they cared about."
"I bet you love it more when they're focused on you." He commented, smirking.
She blushed, like what he said was completely spot on. She was saved by the waiter, who asked them for their drink order.
The evening passed by as well as it did on their first date. The two of them laughed away from each other's jokes, and spent their time sharing an appetizer and a large pizza, which had prosciutto, spinach, and balsamic vinegar. Joe almost moaned out loud from how good it was, and Katie laughed out loud at that. She was always right. Well, about food at least. When they were finally done, they both insisted on paying for the meal, but Joe won the battle this time, claiming that he was the one who ordered the expensive wine.
They held hands as they left the restaurant, and Katie spent the whole 1 minute walk thinking about whether he was going to slam her against the car again, and whether she wanted him to do that. He didn't though, and just let her in before closing the door behind her.
Before she could even settle properly in her seat, his hands were back on her lap, a possessive gesture she realized, though something she didn't mind. At all.
It felt like only a few seconds before they arrived at her house, and she looked a little disappointed, which was clearly noticed by Joe. "Sad that the date is ending so soon?" He asked, tilting her chin up as he turned the engine off.
She shook her head, moving his fingers along. "No. Not at all, can't wait to spend the rest of the night alone, deep in my own thoughts." She teased.
"I think all of that would be much funner if accompanied by me." He commented, his eyebrows shooting up.
"Hmm... maybe." She said, and he placed his lips on her. She wondered if he would do more than that, after he had expressed how disappointed he was with himself multiple times after the simple peck last time. He did, he pressed into her harder, his lips playing against hers as they moved against each other. It was frustrating though, there were car mechanics between them, making them unable to press their bodies against each other. The only thing she could do was brush her fingers into his hair, pressing his face into hers more.
"Joe..." She said, moaning into him. He could practically smell the need on her.
