"Can I eat you later? I want to put pineapple juice all over you. Can I?" I whispered seductively over his ear.
I can hardly hear the way he gulp and his hand on my thigh grip tighter. "Babe, you're making me hard." He growl under his breath before he started grinding my hips to his crotch. I almost let out a low moan at what he did, only that he kisses me already, muffling all my moans inside my mouth. "Let's eat lunch first, then we'll go to my condo."
I agreed to what he said and was about to went back to my seat but he stopped me. I looked at him questioningly but he just shrug his shoulder as an answer. He didn't let go of me so I decided to just sit on his lap the whole lunch.
I thought it was a good idea but when the waiter come to serve our foods, my face literally blushed. Even if the server didn't seem to care of our position I still feel awkward that someone has to see us like this.