Free Class Of Desire (Contemporary Romance) by Linda Wilson

were still covered by the fabric of her dress.
    Lizzy closed her eyes and a delicious moan escaped her lips
as she arched her back to his lean chest. “Right here, sweetheart?” she asked,
helping his hand as it encircled her round melon shaped breasts.
    The fact that she’d called him sweetheart was so
comforting to his ear that it spurred his arousal further. Spencer immediately glided
the other strap off her shoulders, stepping before her to admire her beautiful,
full breasts. They weren’t too big, nor were they too small. They were just
perfect.
    His lips returned to hers and as they locked lips once more,
they ignited their passion to an immeasurable level. Her lips were as warm and
sweet as the July beach. The way she happily accepted his caresses made his
shaft throb viciously. He was desperate to feel the softness of her moist flesh
envelope his erection.
    His lips traveled from hers and slowly down her neck and
then to her chest. He cupped both breasts in his hands, kneading them together
and driving her wild. Leaning in he took her into the warmth of his mouth, sucking
her gently as he fondled and played with her other free breast. Lizzy cried out
with a felicity like she’d never felt before. Bracing her body against the
table, he released her for a moment, as she shifted the cutlery further to the
center and cleared a small part of the table.
    “I want to taste you, every delicious part of your body.” Spencer
said as his eyes gave her a pungent stare.
    As he helped her out of her dress, Lizzy didn’t feel anything
but intense desire. Here she was naked in a restaurant and she wasn’t the
slight bit bothered by it. Perhaps his confidence was rubbing off on her. Spencer
had this air of subdued confidence that seemed to add to his charm. “I’m all
yours,” Lizzy whispered into his ear, crashing her breasts against his chest as
her lips claimed his.
    Spencer kissed her with deep earnest, his tongue lashing out
at hers as he worked his fingers down to her temple of delight. The thin lace thong
that she was wearing was black with a little bit of lace on the front.
    He didn’t have to ask her, for she must have felt what he
needed and wanted from her. With all her might, she yanked the thin lace of
underwear from her moist pussy, tossing it to the floor next to them. Lizzy shot
him a lopsided smirk as she cupped the bottom of her breasts, whispering a sweet
invitation to him.
    He placed his hands one on each side of her waist, hoisting
her body up to the surface of the table. He parted her legs, positioning them
up to meet her chest. He then kneeled down and made himself comfortable between
her legs.
    “ This is what I want for dessert,” he teased, burying
his face between her legs.
    “Oh my God, what if people hear us,” Lizzy questioned taking
a deep breath in.
    Spencer withdrew from her, bringing his gaze up to her lust-filled
eyes. “Don’t worry; unless you scream at the top of your lungs, they won’t hear
a thing.”
    “I’m not sure I’ll be able to control myself Dr. Spencer,”
Lizzy teased.
    “Well you better behave or I will just have to punish you,” Spencer
chided playfully.
    As his mouth greeted her moist tender flesh, a whimper
escaped her lips. Her pussy trembled from the savory feel of his tongue working
its way up from her slit to her clitoris. He stroked her temple of delight,
skillfully flicking his tongue over her sensitive nub. He then served her with
several hot and wet kisses.
    “Oh I like this type of punishment,” Lizzy chuckled.
    Spencer lapped at her juices, parting her moist folds with
his fingers as he caressed her pink delicate flesh. Each lick sent her body
spiraling through series of blissful sensations. He sucked, licked and kissed
with so much vigor and passion that she wanted to scream as loud as she could. Her
legs shook as the intense electricity traveling through her body.
    He was pleasuring her, harnessing her desire with his
delicious caresses. He