He stopped at the doorway of the bedroom, turned back, and flashed her a devilish grin, his eyes sweeping the length of her naked body. "And by the way... the socks and t-shirts are in the third column of drawers."
Unknown to the mating couple, A figure had stood there watching their cock throbbing intense love making.
Not being able to continue watching as Roth licked ruby like she was the sweetest thing in the world that he had ever tasted, Tristan rushed to the bathroom, throwing up all the content in his belly. His head throbbing badly as anger filled him towards Ruby. Roth was slowly killing him, slowly driving him crazy, his eyes welled with tears as he threw up again. Sleeping outside with numerous women was not always okay with Tristan, but bringing in a woman in disguise of a " Cook" just to sleep with her wherever and anywhere in the apartment even though Roth knew he could walk in any time was a pure torture.
Ruby groaned in frustration. What in the hell had she done? What had just transpired was the exact opposite of what she'd been trying to avoid. Did she want to play? Oh, good God! Was what just happened a teaser for what he wanted from her? Slipping from the dresser, her legs felt like jelly under her, and she had to grasp the edge for support. Once she felt steady on her feet, she'd run a shaky hand through her hair as she gathered up her tossed aside clothing. Could the past few days have gotten any crazier or more confusing? She doubted it.
Finishing up with the work he had left undone to come home early that day, Roth changed out of his suit and into a pair of jeans and t-shirt before heading back downstairs to check on the progress of dinner. Peter had given him a good report on Ruby's lesson for the day, so he was anxious to see the results. According to Peter , based on their first lesson , Ruby's biggest problem was her confidence, but in contrast, her eagerness to learn was her greatest strength.
As he approached the kitchen, the mouth-watering aroma of scallops drifted to him, causing his stomach to grumble. He didn't enter immediately. Instead, he leaned his left shoulder against the archway, crossing his arms over his chest and watching her busying herself. His hunger for food was immediately replaced with a deeper, more feral hunger.
It had taken every ounce of strength he possessed to pull himself away from her earlier. He feared he had seriously overstepped his boundaries with her, but she was so receptive, and those soft, sweet moans had driven him near insanity. He swept his tongue across his lower lip and could still faintly taste her, and his dick began to harden as a result.
Ahhh, fuck!
Roth loved watching her as she attended to the meal. Her forehead creased as she concentrated on what she was doing and she caught her lip between her teeth as she presumably tried to decide if the risotto was cooked properly. However, from where Roth was standing, it was the scallops that she needed to be more concerned about.
He rushed over to the stove and removed them from the heat, just as she turned to do so herself. She gasped, surprised to see him appear behind her.
"Baby, they were seconds from being burnt," he explained giving her a smile.
Her face flushed; an attractive rosy colour. "I'm sorry, I was just about to get to them. I was just..." She motioned to the risotto.
"I know." Grabbing a spoon from the drawer holding the utensils, he dipped it into the risotto and tasted.
"That is excellent. Creamy. Cooked perfectly, I'm very impressed."
Beaming, Ruby looked up at him her blue eyes shining with pride. "Really?"
"Definitely." He dipped the spoon in once more and brought it to her lips. "Try it."
She opened her mouth for him to feed her the risotto. She chewed and swallowed, her smile widening as she nodded her confirmation.
"See, what did I tell you. Even a woman who burns bacon and toast and whose speciality is," he cocked an amused brow at her, "mac and cheese can work wonders in the kitchen under the right tutorage."
"Thank you."
Grabbing a knife from the utensil drawer he sliced one of the scallops in half and popped it into his mouth. Spearing the other half with the fork in hand he offered it to her. She opened her mouth and accepted his offering.
"Also nicely cooked. The flavour is stunning."
"Need I remind you that if you hadn't been here to save the day you would have had burnt scallops," she reminded him, but her wide smile and the hint of pride in her eyes were in contrast to her words.
"Give yourself some credit," he said bumping her hip with his, subtly pushing her out of the way and plating up the food for them both, "you did a good job and I know that by the time Peter finishes with you Monday the fillet I expect from you that night will be equally as good - if not better."
She watched him intently as he expertly plated the food, garnishing it with such finesse that when he was finished it looked as though it would be something served straight from The View.
"You really know your way around a kitchen," Ruby commented as he added the finishing touches and carried their plates over to the small kitchen table.
Roth grinned at her and gave her a wink, before opening up the wine cabinet to select a wine for the evening. "Let's just say cooking is a passion of mine. One I don't have the luxury to indulge in."
"So again, why me? Why not someone who doesn't need to be trained?" She asked, slipping into one of the kitchen chairs as her eyes met his.