~~'Cooking is like sex, everyone can do it but only some special people can make it delicious'.~~
Chapter 17- Mr Hot Chef. part 1.
I moved out of the city to a small town, slow life, easy start for me. It has been really hard after breaking up with my four years long term boyfriend, my three weeks ago fiancé and was soon to be my husband.
I kept down the last box. As I looked at my wristwatch it was already two hours past dinner time. I wore fresh clothes, sat in my car, driving to a nearby diner place.
The drive was smooth, at a distance saw a restaurant 'Euphoria' it was empty, only a handful of light was switched on. I walked in I saw a man walking in other direction holding a bulky box filled with vegetables.
I guess he didn't notice me, "Excuse me!!".
He looked at my direction. He was really handsome. His blue eyes reminded me of a beautiful summer sky on a lovely sunny day.
"Yes, miss how can I help you?" He voice was deep and was intense.
"Well, I am new to... to this city... I mean town-n, so well. I was... I did not eat... you know... so~". Omg, why the hell I am stuttering in the first place.
Maybe, because you are nowhere near his match. Yeah, thanks brains.
"Hey... Hey, you don't need to get nervous. Trust me, I don't eat humans especially beautiful lady as yourself for food... So chill", he is funny too.
"Yeah sorry about that. I am searching for food so I came over here".
"Okay... Well, I was about to close the restaurant for the day.."
"Please... I will pay you extra I am new in this area and I have the worst luck this month..."
"Hey... Hey, what I told about being nervous... no need to be!"
I slyly nod my head.
"Well, I have some veggies and chicken breast, will that do?"
"Okay, it's more than 'will that do', hmmm.. Can you please eat will me"
"Hmmm, will do but one condition"
"Okay, what the condition?"
"You have to come with me to the third floor which is my home" he pauses and looks at me straight for an answer, "If you don't mind. Why?" I quickly asked him a question instead.
"I don't what any customers to come now and just go empty hand... It will be unfair to them... So".
"Oh.. Sorry it was a stupid question to ask you"
"Hey, Lady it's okay I am glad you ask me, it shows that you have common sense, I mean... I may be a serial killer or rapists so I get it when you asked me that question, as I woman you need to be always alert".
We went upstairs to his apartment "make yourself comfortable, I will prepare something for us"
I sat on the sofa, I look around the apartment it was decent.
"So, Mr Hot Chef you never told me your name neither did I.. Well I didn't see a nameplate outside so what could I call you?", I asked him as he comes out of the kitchen with a wine bottle and two glasses.
He looks at me first in a confused state that then turns into a smirk "Well, about the nameplate, unfortunately, it broken today morning while cleaning so it will get fixed by next week and I like the Mr Hot Chef nickname. Looks like someone is getting bold slowly".
"Mr Hot chef, no nickname for me". I tried to play along.
"Hmmm... How about 'baby girl', it suits you".
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We ate food while talking to each other on the random topic but we didn't say each other our real names.
When we finish eating our dinner I picked up our plates. After cleaning the mess.
I sat beside Mr Hot chef drank wine and watched the movie. It was 1:30 in the morning.
"I think I should leave"
"Oh is it time all ready for you to leave?"
"Yes, need to leave..."
"Oh yes, Mr Hot Chief your food is really delicious, how much do I need to pay?"
Smirking he replied, "Baby girl you don't need to it wasn't much maybe next time we can do it better way".
"Huh-h bet-te-r way?" What does he mean a better way?.
"Oh don't get me wrong come to my restaurant next time for dinner. You didn't get me wrong did you?"
"oh, no-no not really!! Of course not..!!"
And I turn around as I walk towards the door I could hear his giggle tho... Oh my gosh, what was I thinking, brain your not doing a great job you know.
I suddenly felt someone holding my hand. I turn around to look at Mr hot chefs hand holding me.
He tightens his grip. Pulling me back, I run into his hard chest. I look up at him with curiosity filling my eyes.
Suddenly he leans down, pressing his lips to my own. I am shocked at first, but the kiss feels too good to turn down. My head says it's wrong but my body doesn't want to listen. I kiss back.
When the chef feels my lips moulding with his, he pulls me closer, my body pressed against his. I pull away. "Mister, we shouldn't do this" He just starts kissing my neck. I gasp when he finds my infamous sweet spot and grip his shirt.
"Mmmm, I'm not sure your body has the same ideas.��� He grips my hips the rubs up and down my sides. I bite my lip in reaction. Smirking against my neck.
"Just once a baby girl. Just try it out. If you want to do it again, we will. If not, we won't. But please, I need to know what that tight pussy feels like around my big cock." His words send chills down my spine and heat to my lower zone.
I let my actions do the talking, and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him with lust and passion. He grips my ass and lifts me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I moan at the feeling of the growing tent in his
pants rubbing against my womanhood. With that little noise, he carries us into his office and puts me on the dining table.
He takes off his shirt and kisses my exposed stomach. Of course, that is my weakness and I squirm under him. He smiles and takes off my shirt to get more access. I curl my toes slightly. "Ch-hef-f" I moan out.
"Aww baby girl, you like it." He purrs, kissing around my belly button.
"Are you a virgin" I shook my head negatively "No" and blush.
"Mmmm it's an ok baby girl. Nothing to be ashamed of. It's natural... women also have needs" He looks up at me his fingers into my waistband, mentally asking if it's okay. I nod and take off my black Lacey bra. "Are you on the pill baby?" He asks. When I nod in response he takes off my pants and black Lacey pantie. Leaving me naked on his dining table.
Glancing over my underwear we both see the huge wet and slimy spot in the centre. He smirks at me and rubs his fingers through my folds.
I gasp loudly. "So wet for me already I see. Mmm, I bet you taste so good." He purrs. I blush at his words. He kisses down my thighs and uses his thumb to circle my clit slowly. I moan and grip the desk.
"Would you like more baby?"
"Please, I need more. Please don't leave me like this" I plead.
"Alright baby girl. You asked for it." He growls. Suddenly starting to eat me out.
Going back and forth every once in a while from tongue fucking my hole and rubbing my clit to sucking and nibbling my clit while fingering me with 2 fingers deep inside me.
He curls his fingers inside me hitting that famous bundle of nerves inside me. It causes me to moan out loudly. My back arches and my toes curl.
My body shakes as I reach my first climax. Of course, he licks me clean. He then takes off his pants. Leaving him in boxers. Fuck he looks huge.
"Baby girl... I made you cum. Now it's time for you to do the same. Can you do that for me?" He says sweetly, caressing my sides. I hum in response, sitting up and going on my knees. I start rubbing his bulge.
Fuck I need him inside me. I pull down his underwear. His shaft springs up. Holy fuck. It's as big as my head and so thick. Big is an understatement. It's huge. I'm not sure it'll fit. I lick it all over at first.
Then I take his tip in my mouth, enclosing my lips around it. He hisses at the feeling. I start to suck, groaning in response. I circle my tongue around his tip. He grips my messy bun.
"C'mon baby girl, don't be shy. Suck it." He growls down at me. I go deeper. Bobbing my head, jerking off what is not in my mouth.
I blush madly. He seems to like it since he is bucking his hips into my mouth. And groaning. I go as deep as I can without gagging, even then there is still some left. He pushes my head down more, causing me to gag and chokes.
He bucks his hips sloppily and uncoordinated. I feel his tip twitch in the back of my throat. He grips my hair harshly as he releases spurts of his seed down my throat. He looks down at me when he's finished.
"Milk it, baby girl." Hoping I know what he meant I swallow what is in my mouth the jerk him off getting down to the last drop.
I pull up and clear my throat. "Such a good girl." He purrs.
"Please fuck me," I beg him. I bite my lip. "Bend over the table." He commands. I turn from him and follow his orders. He takes my hair out and throws the elastic off somewhere.
I feel him rubbing my folds. Then slowly he puts his tip in my hole. I whimper. He bucks his hips to get me used to him thrusting.
Soon with each thrust, he goes deeper and deeper. My moans get louder and my grip on the desk gets tighter. With a few inches left to go, he slams into me. I scream feeling his tip prod my womb. His shaft is into the hilt. He is so big. It hurts so much.
"God, you are so tiny and tight baby girl. You feel so good." We wait for a while for me to get used to his huge cock. When I am, he pulls back all the way out halfway then goes in. Then do the same faster and faster.
He starts thrusting regularly at an even pace. With each thrust driving me crazy with pleasure.
He starts to go harder, my back arching and my body trembling from the immense pleasure.
He takes a fist full of my hair from the middle and pulls on it. I moan loudly, him continuing to pound me from behind. His balls beneath us slapping my magic button each thrust.
Every once while he will slap my ass. Always mumbling and cussing out dirty nothings. When he wants more leverage he puts his thumb into my second hole, gripping my cheek with his fingers.
He uses this new leverage to pull back on my body meeting his thrusts. I orgasm on his length. He leans down kissing my shoulder and back.
"Just a little longer baby girl. I'm almost there." He purrs into my ear. "Do I feel good all the way inside you?"
"Yes... You do. Fuck yes. Don't stop yet, please. Make me cum again. Do anything. Please." I plead, overwhelmed with the pleasure.
We continue like this for a bit longer when another knot in my stomach about to snap "Chef. I'm gonna cum!".
"Hold it. Just another minute" He says through gritted teeth. He pounds me harder than before. Not as fast but with each thrust tips the desk slightly.
I'm definitely going to have bruises from how hard I hit the edge but I definitely don't care.
Finally, he slams all the way in, his tip slightly in my chamber. "Cum baby girl." He orders. My walls clench on his shaft as I let out my fourth orgasm of the night.
He lets out his spurts of seed into my chamber. He bucks his hips coming down from his high. When he's finished he pulls out.
Some of the cum leaks out. He picks me up bridal style after my knees give up on me. He brings me into the shower and turns it on. When it has warmed up enough he goes under the water.
He uses his arm to support me and washes off the sweat and climaxes from our bodies. He does so gently. I lie in his arms, too tired to do anything.
He washes and grabs 2 towels after turning off the water. He dries us both off and sits on his chair. I curled up on his lap.
"That was an amazing baby girl. Did I hurt you?" He questions worriedly.
I nuzzle into his chest, groggily saying "I'm okay. Just a little tired" I yawn.
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I woke up looking at the wall clock it was four o'clock early in the morning quickly grab my clothes from the floor, wrote a small note 'I don't what the future is planned for you and me, but Mr Hot chef goodbye for now. And yeah, I am keeping the money for the food.' with my original signal and kept the money for the food.
I walked straight into my car before leaving look up at the window "Goodbye Mr Hot chef", I paused "for now" and left the place.
To be Contd....