Chapter 56
A spark ignited in my eyes as the necklace graced her fair neck, enhancing her beauty in a way that was truly breathtaking. Already a vision of loveliness, she seemed to radiate an even brighter aura in that moment.
Bathed in the warm glow of the overhead lights, she appeared ethereal.
The saleswoman, equally entranced, expressed her admiration with a hint of envy. "Miss," she began, "I've been in this line of work for years, and I've yet to encounter anyone as stunning as you."
Women are known to appreciate compliments, and Mary was no different. She remained silent, but the subtle upward curve of her lips betrayed her delight.
"Please, charge this one," I instructed, my movements as I produced my card were smooth and assured. However, a pang of regret gnawed at my heart as I swiped it through the machine.
The familiar beeping sound confirmed the successful transaction.
Mary's joy was palpable as she clutched my hand, shaking it excitedly. "John, thank you. This is the most wonderful gift I've ever received."
Our shopping spree had consumed the morning, and by noon, we were ready to refuel. We stowed our purchases in the car and made our way to the bustling food street nearby.
I had assumed she would opt for a high-end Western restaurant, but to my surprise, she chose a quaint couple's café with reasonable prices. We secured a small, secluded booth on the street-side, offering us a private dining experience.
She ordered a steak, a plate of pasta, and a juice, totaling a little over twenty dollars.
"Here, open up!" she encouraged, offering me a piece of steak. A wave of warmth washed over me in that moment.
Her actions were marked by a genuine understanding and devoid of any princess-like temperament. The act of feeding someone else, and being fed in return, were two distinct experiences.
Her purity and sincerity were palpable, reminiscent of the feelings I had only ever associated with Rita.
"Delicious!" I exclaimed, reciprocating by feeding her a piece of steak. We took turns, the harmonious atmosphere rapidly bridging the gap between us.
During our meal, I proposed a playful game to see who could eat pasta faster. The catch? We would both be slurping the same strand.
With a hearty slurp, I devoured most of the noodle, and with another, the remainder disappeared into my mouth.
"You're cheating! I wasn't ready," she protested, her lips forming a playful pout.
"Alright, I'll take it slow this time," I conceded.
The second round commenced, and before I could signal the start, she swiftly slurped the noodle. Her face drew closer to mine, and in the blink of an eye, our gazes locked.
I felt the warmth of her lips against mine, her tongue daringly exploring.
In that moment, my mind went blank.
My goodness, she was quite bold, wasn't she?
The intoxicating scent of her youth filled my senses, setting my blood on fire.
I pulled her towards me from across the table, and she let out a soft hum as she settled onto my lap.
Her fair complexion was flushed with a rosy hue, her large eyes clouded with desire, her small mouth slightly ajar, exhaling a fragrant breath. Her arms looped around my neck, creating an irresistible allure.
"You're too bold. Who gave you permission to kiss me?" I feigned sternness, but inwardly, I was reveling in the moment.
Especially with such a stunning girl like Mary, no man could resist.
"The last time I fainted in the water, you stole my first kiss. I wasn't satisfied, so I wanted to try it out for myself!" she retorted.
She hummed, "Your hands were all over me, you think I didn't notice?"
"That was to save you. You can't hold that against me, can you?"
"Kiss me!" she demanded.
Challenged to this extent, I had to respond. If I didn't take the initiative, would I still be a man?
I succumbed to the intoxicating sweetness of a young girl's kiss.
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