Zina's POV
His lips moved to my neck, lightly sucking, his teeth nipping, his tongue lapping, and there was no doubt that he was leaving a mark, but in a spot that my hair could cover, thankfully.
"This is where my mark will be, I can't wait to see it on your neck. It's making me hard just thinking about it."
I felt my body shiver from his words and I was feeling so dizzy
"You're so wet, Zina. I can feel it through your panties. You've soaked them. Take them off now and give them to me," he whispered into my neck and bit me there again.
My eyes widened at that and I turned to lean away from him but saw the waiter come around the wall with our plates and Jared straightened, taking his hand away from me.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Jared handed the waiter five 100 dollar bills, "Keep the change and don't come back," he told the man.
And once he was gone around the wall, Jared turned to me, "Eat," he commanded.
