Taming Eric (63 page)

She grinned at him. “You know how much I love my seafood Mr Rot
hman.”

They didn’t have to wait long for their entrées to arrive. He had ordered oysters too but he had mornay and they ate their meals without speaking although Eric had to endure the constant moaning from his wife as she savoured her oysters. He counted every one of the dozen by her moans and by the time she had finished, his cock was hard as iron in his
pants.

Their waitress turned up to remove their plates and once she was gone again he leaned in to her and whispered. “Spread your legs
baby.”

Her eyes widened as she looked over at him but she did as he asked and he slipped his hand under the table again, pushing under her dress until his fingers found her clit. He began to rub over it, dipping into her wet pussy, working back and forth, smearing her juices over her swollen clit. He could hear the hitch in her breathing as he worked her higher and higher towards her c
limax.

She leaned back sliding her ass forward on the seat to give him better access and he plunged a couple of fingers into her, grazing over her g-spot until he felt her starting to tremble and she was so wet she was soaking his skin. She tightened around his fingers, colour rising in her cheeks and watching her growing passion was an incredibly arousing thing t
o see.

Their waitress chose that moment to arrive with their main meals and Natasha lowered her head as she blushed an even darker shade of red. Once she’d left their table again Eric leaned over to his wife. “Eat up baby.” He said huskily but she merely raised desperate eyes to his as he continued to rub at her clit and delve into her wet pussy. “Come on Natasha, eat.” He urge
d her.

He grinned when her eyes flashed her growing irritation at him. “Damn you Eric.” She moaned but he just laughed and continued his assault on her
body.

She picked up her knife and fork and began to eat her lobster but he could tell she was having trouble focusing on it as there were none of her usual moans of appreciation and enjoyment. As she ate, or tried to eat, he kept up the torturous movements of his fingers between her legs. He could feel her starting to tighten around his fingers again and he saw the way her hands shook as she ate her meal. She was so close to coming and he just needed to encourage her to let go. “Come on baby, come for me.” He whispered in her ear just as he pinched his thumb and finger over her clit and with a cry, despite her efforts to try and stop herself making any noise, he felt her come apart. Her body shuddering and shaking as she came hard in the restaurant with the other diners around them. Her cutlery clattered down on her plate as her release overwhelmed her and she couldn’t concentrate on her meal anymore. Eric kept his hand between her legs while she clenched and grabbed at his fingers as she rode out her c
limax.

Finally her eyes opened and turned to him, dazed and unfocussed. He watched her as she slowly became aware of her surroundings again, a blush colouring her cheeks as she looked nervously around the resta
urant.

He followed her gaze and nodded to some people at a table nearby. “She really loves her seafood.” He grinned. “You have no idea how much.” Which brought some smiles to the faces of the other d
iners.

When he turned to Natasha she looked mortified but also like she was going to strangle him. “Eric.” She hissed. “You’re not helping damn you.” She shot him a look that might have had a lesser man on the floor but he just burst out laughing at her expre
ssion.

“Relax baby. No one but me knows what just happened and fuck that was hot. You are so hot, so beautiful. I am so fucking hard for you right now.” He grabbed her hand and pulled it under the table to press against his ere
ction.

She started to rub his cock through his pants but he closed his fingers over her hand to stop her. “Don’t baby. I don’t want to come here. The next time you make me come, I want to be buried in that tight, hot body of y
ours.”

He ran his fingers through her wet folds and when he lifted his hand from under the table, he stuck them in his mouth and licked them, before picking up his napkin to wipe them dry, all while Natasha watched him. She blushed as she stared at him, but he could tell from the way her tongue circled her lips, her pupils dilated and the tiny gasp that escaped her that he was turning her on with his ac
tions.

“Hurry up and eat baby, suddenly I want to get back to our room as quickly as possible.” He growled urgently at her, shifting in his seat with his growing disco
mfort.

Quickly they both finished eating although his wife didn’t seem to be eating fast enough for him. He was finding it increasingly more difficult to sit still as his need for her increased and his cock pressed more insistently against his pants. Fuck he wanted her, but then he always wanted her. If he had any brains he’d stop doing this in restaurants and then he wouldn’t have to sit sporting a raging hard on that was making him incredibly uncomfortable and bringing him dangerously close to shutting the booth drapes and laying Natasha out on the table so he could fuck her senseless and to hell with the consequences or who heard or saw them. “Now that could spice up people’s meals.” That voice in his head spoke up and Eric struggled to contain the smile at how crazy his thoughts were when it involved his
wife.

As soon as she put her cutlery down on her plate, Eric reached into his pocket and threw some money onto the table from his wallet. He stood, grabbing Natasha’s hand and hauled her to her feet, dragging her from the restaurant as quickly as he could without drawing too much attention to thems
elves.

Fortunately there was an elevator already waiting and once he’d pulled her inside it he stared impatiently at the numbers as it rose towards the penthouse suite. He was determined not to touch her in the elevator because he knew if he did, he’d end up fucking her in it and that wasn’t what he wanted, plus she deserved better than
that.

Once they finally arrived on their floor, Eric unlocked the door to their suite and hauled Natasha inside. As soon as the door closed behind them, his lips crashed down on hers, pushing his tongue roughly into her mouth to tangle with hers and he kissed her with wild, unrestrained passion. When he finally dragged his lips from hers his breathing was laboured and he dropped his forehead against hers while he fought to get himself back under co
ntrol.

“Fuck baby, how do you do this to me? It’s only been a few hours since we last made love and here I am wanting you, desperate for you. I feel like a bloody horny teenager again. I just want to sink into your body and fuck you hard. I want you so much, I need you so much. Let me fuck you baby. I swear I’m about to explode.” He groaned, his hips moving restlessly agains
t her.

Her eyes shifted to his and he could see excitement in her blue green gaze. “Bend me over and fuck he hard Eric.” She said softly and he felt his body clench at her words, his cock hardening to the point where he was in
pain.

A tortured groan was torn from him and he took her hand, leading her into the bedroom. He turned her until she faced the bed and pressed between her shoulder blades until she was bent over it. She braced her hands on the mattress pushing her ass up towards him and he cursed softly to himself at the sight o
f her.

With hands that were shaking he fumbled to get his belt undone, his fly and once he’d managed that, he slipped his pants down swearing when they got stuck on his shoes. He hopped around in frustration as he kicked off his shoes, breathing a sigh of relief when he finally managed to get the rest of his clothe
s off.

He walked up behind Natasha and pushed her dress up around her hips so her bare ass was on display to him. He reached out caressing the sweet curve of her buttocks and slipped a couple of fingers between her legs, brushing through her folds and when he felt how wet she was he groaned, a deep guttural sounding groan. Fuck but she was testing his control and she hadn’t even put a hand o
n him.

“God what do you do to my self control? I’m sorry baby, but I need you too much to go slow.” He dropped a kiss on the smooth skin of her back before lining his cock up between her legs and with one hard thrust, he buried himself insid
e her.

He couldn’t take the time to work her up gradually, his need was too great. With his fingers dug in to her hips to hold her steady, Eric began to slam into her over and over again. Natasha had to dig her hands into the bedding to hold on so he didn’t push her up the bed and although he knew he should back off a bit, he couldn’t, he was out of co
ntrol.

He ground his teeth down hard together as he drove into her. The only sound in the room was their ragged breathing and their bodies slamming together. Natasha started to make little gasps and he felt her tightening around him. She was going to
come.

“Fuck baby, I’m sorry, but I can’t wait for you.” He groaned and curved over her back, his hands hanging onto her hard as he rammed into her. He could feel the pressure building in his groin and his balls tucked up just before his release slammed through his body. He groaned a long loud tortured groan as he started to come, his cock jerking as he spilled int
o her.

He didn’t slow down his pace though, continuing to thrust as he came, reaching around her until his fingers found her clit rubbing over it. It was hard and swollen under his touch and it only took a few more flicks of his fingertips before she suddenly tightened hard around him, squeezing down on his cock. The pressure of her muscles milking along his length dragged another moan from him just as he heard her cry out through her c
limax.

With his limbs trembling from the strength of his release Eric pulled out of Natasha’s body. He hated to leave her wet warmth but he couldn’t leave her bent over potentially uncomfortable when she was so heavily pregnant. “Hop on the bed baby. You rest.” He told her and she straightened enough to pull her dress over her head before crawling onto the bed and lying
down.

He followed her onto the bed and lay down behind her, tucking himself up against her back and put his arm around her, savouring the feel of having her in his arms as they both came down from their powerful orgasms. “I love you baby.” He whispered into he
r ear.

She smiled, turning her head towards him. “I love you
too.”

He kissed her cheek before she turned back away from him and settled on her pillow. Eric pulled her against him and closed his eyes, feeling suddenly quite fatigued. His body relaxed behind hers, the sweat from their love making drying on his skin and with the scent of sex strong in the air slowly he slipped into a deep
sleep.

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The following morning they packed their bags ready to return home. They were both quiet on the drive in the limo although Eric did make a couple of calls. One to arrange to meet a private investigator with the man agreeing to come over to the house in a few hours and the other call being to Alice. He needed to warn her they were coming back a day early, to inform her of what was happening with Vivian and he was anxious to find out how progress on the nursery was going although he suspected he wouldn’t be able to surprise his wife with it now with them going back a day earlier. Hi ex was certainly affecting everything and everyone now and was possibly ruining the surprise he’d anticipated showing Na
tasha.

The surprise was on him when Alice told him that the work was already completed on the nursery although she warned him it wasn’t long finished so the room still had a very strong smell of paint coming from it but otherwise it was done and looked ‘beautiful’ apparently. He breathed a sigh of relief. Not all was lost then and his surprise for Natasha was still on track to be a surprise. For all that they had to worry about right now because of Vivian at least he still had this for her and he just hoped that the nursery was going to be everything she had wanted and dreamed it
to be.

With his wife sitting in the car alongside of him, he had to be quite cryptic with his questions and conversation with Alice and when his eyes met Natasha’s, she was staring at him curiously. He suspected she knew something was going on by his strange conversation but there was no way she’d know what it was. He had no intention of telling her, he wanted to show her and he hoped like hell that she loved his surprise fo
r her.

Eric could feel the tension mounting in his body when the limo finally turned into the sweeping, circular driveway of their home. He was suddenly nervous about how Natasha would react to the nursery. Would she be pissed off with him for having it done behind her back without her input at all? He hoped not. She might not have had a hand in the work that had taken place, but he’d been very careful to make sure everything she’d talked about wanting for the nursery had been purchased so he hoped like hell that she would be happy wi
th it.

Alice came out to greet them as they stepped from the limo and she rushed forward to help carry some of their smaller bags, while Henry took the larger ones into the
house.

“Lunch will be ready in half an hour Mr Rothman.” Alice informed them. “That should give you time to see to things upstairs.” She gave him a look which he returned but when he looked over at Natasha, she was staring between the two of them, a look of curiosity on her
face.

“Thank you Alice. I have a private investigator coming here in a couple of hours so I’ll take Natasha upstairs now before lunch. Come with me baby. I have something for you.” He took her hand and led her to the lift so they could go ups
tairs.

“What is it Eric?” She glanced at him question
ingly.