"Oh my god" I said while reaching something I could define as something near orgasmic. "This taste AMAZING, babe"
"I'm glad you like it. It's one of my best dishes"
"I have no doubt it is. You're a genius"
I got lost in his explanation about the ingredients and the meticulous way to prepare it. The passion in his words made me realise how much I was in love with him. I smiled.
"Oh, sorry, I got carried away and ended up hogging the conversation"
"Don't be. I really like it when you talk me about your stuffs"
"Yeah, you told me"
"Thank you for cooking this last weeks"
"No need, babe. I know you've been super busy getting used to your new job after the promotion"
"Ou, by the way. Close your eyes"
"For what?" he asked with a cocky tone, but he closed his eyes anyways. "If it's time for me to go, I'm glad it's by your hand"
"Don't be silly!"
I went to my purse and get out an envelope and placed it on the table. I was about to tell him to open his eyes, but I stopped a moment to see him fully. His messed up hair, his face, half covered by hir beard, his cute nose and his tender lips.
I surprisingly found myself stealing a kiss from him. He responded by returning my kiss with another. He grabbed me by my waist and made me sit on his lap and we deepened our kiss. It was slow, tender and loving. We were lost in the moment until we had to separate for air. He leaned right for another kiss, but I had to stop him.
"Hold on a second, my dear" I said leaning away from him. I turned around and handed him the envelope. He opened it carefully not to tear it apart and when he saw the content his eyes opened wide.
"My fucking..." he said shaking the papers in his hand, "This IS expensive"
"Yeah, but you know that with the promotion also came an increase in my salary" I kept talking just before he could say anything, "Aaaand I do whatever I want with my money, since I'm an adult and financially responsible"
"That just happened one time and I learnt from it" he kept talking and this time I was the one cut off "And, besides, you cannot tell me that you don't love to see your shows in a curved smart tv of 75""
"It barely fits on the wall, but, yes, I must admit that I enjoy it very much" I said leaning in for a quick kiss and going back t my sit to finish dinner.
We talked about our week since I've been distant due to my new job. He told me about the dishes he's been thinking about for the new menu of the restaurant he's been working at.
"I also have a surprise for you" he whispered in my ear while hugging me from behind. His hands sneaked inside my shirt and caressed my skin. "But we need to get to the bedroom"
"I'm still cleaning the dishes"
"Shh, that can wait" he answered me trying skillfully to persuade me by kissing my neck. Fuck, that always works so well.
I succumbed to his demand because I was sure it would be better than washing the dishes.
"I need you to put this on" he handed me a blindfold.
"If it's time for me to go, I'm glad it's by you hand" I answered with a mocking smile while putting it on.
"Who's the silly now?"
He guided me through the house to our bedroom upstairs. And when we were there I recognised the scent. It was the smell of a candle I had showed him a month ago at a decoration store. He is always paying attention to the small details.
"I need you to take off your clothes and lay face down on the bed" I did so and he handed me a soft and small cushion for my head. "How are you feeling?"
"Great" I answered. "I hope you're not planning to do a satanic ritual, or something like that"
"Well, I have no intentions for that" he said as I felt his weight on the bed and over me. "For now"
I laughed a bit then felt his fingertips running slowly over my back. Later on, he started to use his palms softly. After what felt like a minute, or an eternity because I was loosing track of time, he said:
"I'm going to start with the massage. It may burn a little first"
'Burn?' I thought at first, but I trust this man with my life. I suddenly felt a quick rush of warmth on my back. I let out a gasp in surprise. He ran his hand over my skin spreading the hot liquid. I soon understood it was a massage candle.
"Fuck, is there anything you cannot do?"
"You like it?"