Coffee date turned into something more

The sun-dappled afternoon found Lian sipping a latte, her eyes flicked up from the cafe menu to meet the gaze of the handsome man approaching her table with a confident smile. *Must be him,* she thought, straightening her posture as he pulled out a chair across from her.

“Lian, am I right?” he asked in a smooth, Mandarin accented voice as he sat down. “I’m Chen.”

*He looks even better in person,* Lian mused, noting his chiseled jawline and sparkling dark eyes. They shook hands, his asserted grip sending a pleasant shiver up her arm. His cologne, a heady mix of sandalwood and spice, drifted to her nose.

“This place came highly recommended,” Chen said, gesturing to the cozy cafe interior. He ordered a cappuccino from the waitress who sidled over. Lian couldn’t help but notice how the woman’s gaze lingered an extra beat on Chen before walking away.

*Down girl, he’s all mine for the next hour at least,* Lian thought possessively, turning her attention back to Chen. They started off with the usual first date formalities, small talk about thealbeit pleasant weather (hadn’t rained in weeks), their respective jobs (Lian was a paralegal, Chen an investment broker), and how they both came to be on this Friday afternoon coffee date.

Having matched online a few days prior, their casual conversation quickly slipped into flirtier territory. Chen smiled as Lian animatedly told a story, head thrown back causing her chestnut-colored hair to cascade over her shoulders. *She really is stunning,* he thought, eyes roaming appreciatively over the swell of her breasts peeking out from her blouse. Chen batted back a mental image of planting kisses along the delicate curve of her neck, nuzzling the silky hair.

He snapped to attention as Lian ended her story with a playful giggle. “I’m so glad a couple friends pushed me to join dating apps. I never would’ve guessed I’d meet such an intriguing man,” she said with a suggestive look from beneath mascara-thick lashes.

Chen reached across the table to place his hand over hers, thumb caressing her knuckles. Lian’s breath hitched at the intimate gesture. “I’m lucky to have found you as well,” he replied huskily. “So captivating…”

Faces inching closer, Chen’s and Lian’s lips grazed a particularly passionate breath apart as downstairs built from the sizzling tension. Just then, the waitress appeared with Chen’s cappuccino. They broke apart like naughty teenagers caught making out, cheeks flushed. Lian nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear while Chen paid for their drinks.

“Would you like to come up to my condo for another coffee? Perhaps play some music?” Chen asked coyly after the waitress left. “There’s something special I want to show you.”

Lian nodded sagely. She was tired of slow, proof, flirtatious banter. Something primal urged her to throw decorum out the window and go for what she truly wanted, which was lThose tempting lips capturing her own, strong hands roaming her body, curves pressing against firm muscle…

*It’s too early for sex but there’s no harm in a little fun,* Lian told herself as they made their way out of the cafe and to Chen’s nearby high-rise. In the sleek modern elevator, barely restrained desire crackled between them. Chen hit the button for the penthouse as Lian hovered near him, nipples hardening beneath her blouse, core throbbing with want.

Once inside the spaciously appointed condo with floor-to-ceiling windows, Chen immediately pushed her up against the wall, hands cupping her cheeks. “I’ve been aching to do this,” he growled before crashing his mouth to hers in an intense kiss. Lian moaned, entail him closer by gripping his lapels and parting her lips. Their tongues danced a pour pas de deux as Chen’s hands kneaded her plump rear.

His lips blazed a fiery trail along her jaw, up to nibble her ear lobe. “Tell me what you want, baby,” Chen panted, “I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you to make me come,” Lian begged in a thready whisper, too impassioned to care how crass she sounded. “Lick me until I scream.”

“Get on the bed and take off those panties,” Chen commanded, giving her ass a firm slap for good measure. Aunt complying, Lian quickly stripped off her clothes and reclined on his crumple bed, drenched petals glistening with arousal. Chen drank in the sight of her bare breasts and shaved mound, cock stiffening to full mast against his zipper.

Ripping off his shirt to reveal rippling abs, Chen crawled over Lian and peppered kisses down her taut stomach to the patch of downy hair. He paused to flick his tongue against her clit, eliciting a needy whimper. Chen lapped her slit like a man possessed, alternating between firm pressure and feathery licks. Lian writhed and tangled her fingers in his dark locks, thighs squeezing his head like a vice.

“Oh god, right there! Don’t stop!” she cried as his talented mouth suckled her pearl. Chen obeyed, BBC tongue inside her tight passage. Wetness gushed from Lian’s core as he tongue-fucked her with long, deep strokes. Floating on a cloud of ecstasy, Lian screamed Chen’s name over and over, until a massive orgasm crashed through her, turning her insides to jelly. She came past his lips, shuddering and gasping for breath.

Pulling away, Chen grinned wickedly. Lian’s essence smeared his chin. That was just the appetizer, he thought smugly. They were both far from finished. He shucked off the rest of his clothes, revealing his spectacular erection, thick and hard as stone. Climbing over her, Chen guided himself to Lian’s entrance. She was still twitching from her climax but desperation to be filled overwhelmed any soreness. He pushed in slowly, filling and stretching her contracting walls. Lian threw her head back, relishing the delicious slide of him inside her slick heat.

Chen wasted no time establishing a swift rhythm, grunting as he hilted balls-deep each time. The pleasure was overwhelming – she’d never been so stretched, so incredibly full! Lian wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, if that were even possible. Chen’s pelvis pressed against her clit, sending jolts of electricity zinging through her. *This is better than coffee,* drifted through Lian’s mind. *Way, way better.*

Rocking Lian into the mattress, Chen slammed into her harder, keener faster. Her release hit quick and he followed suit, spilling his seed in thick ropes. They careered into orgasm together, bodies spasming and jerking, slick with exertion. Chen collapsed on top, Lian’s breasts heaving against his chest.

Lian blinked up at the ceiling, mind a hazy Donovan. How had she gone from sipping lattes to having freaky sex with a man she’d just met? But wow, had it been amazing! As Chen disengaged and peeled off the condom, Lian smirked to himself. The word coffee now conjured images of penthouse orgies and screaming her head off in delight rather than a cup of java.

Still naked, they cuddled together under the plush duvet as the sun began to set, washing the room in rosy hues. Lian’s head rested on Chen’s chest, her arm slung over his midsection while his hand lazily drew patterns over her shoulder. The post-coital drowsiness was interrupted by the shrill ring of Chen’s cellphone from his pants pocket.

Working up the energy to clamber over Lian and grab the device, Chen glanced at the screen. His demeanor shifted. “It’s Sunny. We should probably head out soon,” he said gruffly, sitting on the bed to gather his clothes. “She’ll be renting this place in about an hour.”

Lian blinked, puzzled. “Sunny? Who’s that?” *A sister? Cousin?* she wondered.

Chen glanced at her as he kicked into a pair of trousers. “My wife. She’ll be back from a girls’ weekend in Shanghai.” *Ahhhh.* An explosive realization detonated in Lian’s mind. *Wife. He’s married. I’ve been playing housewives with a married man!*

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