Page 63 of See You at the Sunset

“Did I mention I love overcooked pasta?” she said teasingly.

“Well, in that case...” Henry pushed Jia’s legs open, and she leaned her body back on the island. “We’ve got at least nine minutes, then. Plenty of time for an appetizer.”

Jia had another one of Mimi’s colorful, bold muumuus on. Henry realized these were quickly becoming her favorites to wear. As he lifted up the bottom of the dress, exposing her legs, it felt almost immodest, forbidden. He was rock-hard in his shorts.

Jia’s hands came to Henry’s head, and she threaded her fingers through his hair, gently pushing him where she wanted him to go. His impatient girl. He smiled. “Eight minutes,” she teased.

It was all the encouragement he needed. Henry reached for the top of her panties and pulled them down her legs, exposing all of her to him. God she looked so fucking tasty. He could go slow, savor it, draw it out. But they were on a timer, andshe was the one reminding him. He’d give it to her good, hard, and fast.

Henry’s tongue went straight in lapping her folds, and Jia cried out, bucking her lower body up. He reached and placed his hand on her stomach. Bent over her body like this, he felt the burn in his legs. Better than doing a hundred squats, he thought. Still, his back wouldn’t last this way.

“Baby, scoot back just a little,” he encouraged her. He helped push her back farther onto the island. And then lifted her legs and placed them straddled on his shoulders. Perfect. With one hand bracing the edge of the marble, the other grabbing hold of one of Jia’s legs, he propped her up just a little to give him the angle he needed. He bent his head down and went back to devouring her.

He licked up one side and back down the other. God, she tasted so sweet. “Henry,” she kept whispering. Henry kissed and sucked and licked, and she took it all. He speared his tongue into her hole, and Jia bucked again. “Yes,” she said, louder this time. “God, yes.”

Her hands tightened in his hair, and he could tell she was already close. His responsive girl. As his tongue continued to go in and out of her, he brought his hand up to her clit, pressing down on it with his thumb and then rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. “Oh my god,” she cried out.

She wriggled and squirmed, pushing herself against his face. She took without apology, and Henry happily gave her what she wanted.

She moved faster against him as he worked her clit, his tongue moving in time with her body. He felt the pulsations against his tongue immediately as Jia gave a loud moan and came, wetness coming out of her and into his mouth. Heswallowed the taste of her as her body collapsed onto the island.

Henry kissed up her stomach until he reached her breasts. Her nipples were hard and pebbled. He sucked the right one and then moved over to the left. Jia hissed and bucked. “Everything’s really tender after I come,” she confessed.

Henry was amazed how freely Jia spoke about anything and everything. Henry was usually guarded in what he shared. He wanted to tell Jia more about his thoughts and feelings, or at least, he could try. He could start by talking to her about the lawsuit. He wondered if she would bring it up tonight. He wasn’t sure if he wanted her to or not.

But it would be the biggest buzzkill. And right now, he just wanted to raise a shield around them both and shut out the rest of the world.

Henry’s head appeared through the neckline of the muumuu. “These things are big enough for the both of us to wear,” he joked. He leaned on top of her and kissed her just as the beep of the timer went off.

“Perfect timing,” she said against his lips.

He lifted his head and looked directly into her eyes. “Perfect” was all he said back.

Henry grabbed a clean washcloth and turned on the tap until the water quickly turned warm.

“On demand water heater,” Jia commented. “It’s new.”

He came over and helped clean Jia up before going back to wash his hands and get back to making dinner.

“But I want to return the favor,” she said, hungrily eyeing the erection in his shorts.

“After dinner. Consider it dessert,” he said.

Jia’s lips turned down in a pout, and Henry kissed them backto smiling. He went on to plate their dinner, and the two of them sat down to eat at the small kitchen table.

“Oh my god, this looks so good. You’re an amazing cook,” Jia said as she shoveled a forkful of pasta into her mouth. When she pulled the fork out with her lips wrapped around it, Henry thought about those same lips wrapped around his—

“Are you thinking dirty thoughts right now, Henry?” Jia’s eyes sparkled.

He loved how she wouldn’t let him get away with anything.

Henry finished off his wine, took Jia’s hand, and stood up.

Jia put down her fork, took one last, longing look at the rest of her pasta, and quickly grabbed her own wineglass, downing the rest of it, before standing up. “It’s even better as leftovers,” Henry assured her.

She smiled and nodded as he led them to the bedroom.

They stood there in the small but tidy bedroom. It had been less than a month since he’d first met her, first brought her to his apartment, first had her. A lot had changed in that time. He had changed in that time. And he wanted her now, to show her how it could be between them.