Tease and Temptation

DEIRDRE

"You know, that guy over there is the real deal." Leslie groaned, leaning into me.

I turned to look at who she was referring to, and my eyes locked on Matteo.

He was sitting with Vittorio; both had a plate of porridge in front of them.

It wasn't the porridge that was making Leslie and other women around ogling him; it was the manner at which he was eating and swallowing each bite.

After scooping the porridge, he brought it to his lips, closed his mouth around the spoon, and shut his eyes as though the porridge was the best thing he ever had.

As if that wasn't enough, he had licked the spoon. He had fucking licked the spoon!

It should disgust me and, oh, very much inappropriate as I had seen some teenagers around; even though I wondered what they might be doing here, it turned me on.

My pussy dampened as Matteo winked at me, and his lips curved up in a crooked smile.

Fuck!

He was doing it on purpose. He definitely was.

"You are looking at him way too much, Deirdre," Leslie said