Bound & Beloved

Chapter 4 "First Date"

I arrived at the restuarant 10 minutes after 9. I smiled to myself "fashionable late." I looked around the parking lot and was astonished as I noticed the limos, and town cars dropping off their riders, who were appearing in contour dresses and tuxedos. I looked down at my now what seemed very plain dress. I prided myself on weari6the latest fashions and trends but this was on a whole other level. I pulled down the visor and touched up my makeup, and hair. Finally satisfied and brave enough to exit my car, I pulled my shoulders back, held my chin up, handed my keys to the valet and made my way inside. 

I looked over the sea of tables scattered about the dark marble floor. The lighti6in the restuarant was low and set a very romantic atmosphere. The food coming from the kitchen made my stomach grow. I scanned the crowd, and couldn't find Christopher among them. "So much for fashionable late." I thought to myself, as I made my way over to the handsome blonde host standing behind his pedestal. He looked up at me, and made a face that said "What's someone like you doing in this restuarant. " I just smiled at him and announced "Reservation for Hart." His eyes grew big and wide. He cleared his thro6, right this way please. I followed him through the maze of tables, and past the bar. We made our way to the very back of the restuarant and just when I started wondering where he was leading me to we stopped in front of a velvet curtain. He pulled the curtain back revealing a private booth, that held Christopher and all his magnificence.  He was gorgeous in his Armani gray silk, Armani suit. Christopher smiled at me, as I sat in the booth facing him. The host shut the curtain and hurried back to his post, with his stuck up self. "Why are you sitting so far away?" Christopher asked making my insides do a somersault.  I smiled at him and scoited around the booth closer to him. I suddenly became very nervous as his eyes washed over my body. How was I nervous with him after the way I acted so bravely at the mall, and especially after last night? 

My body jumped as his hand made contact with my knee sending a streal of fire straight to my v****a. "Do I make you nervous?" He whispered. "A little." I truthfully admitted. "Good." He said a sexy low tone that instantly had my panties soaked.  The curtain opened and a skinny dark haired man appeared,  "What will you have to drink tonight?" He asked looking at only Christopher,  which kinda ticked me off. I could order for myself. "We will have a bottle of the 2007 El PeCado, Felix." Christopher smiled at him. "Good choice sit." He smiled. "I'll be back to take your order." And with that he closed the curtain and left. "He must come here all the time. " I thought as I sat there,  unable to look away from him. "You'll love this wine it is a brilliant red." He stated sounding so sophisticated.  "I'm only 18." I whispered to him. He leaned toward me, "If you won't tell neither will I." I giggled at him. "Do you come here alot?" I asked him. "I actua6own the restu6." He stated matter of factually.  "Oh!" I stated suprised. "Well it must be nice getting the best treatment when you come." I smiled at him. "Actually the ass kissing gets old." He grimaced. "So Gabriella what would you like to order. " he smiled. I realized I hadn't even opened my menu. I flipped it open and began scanning the dishes, when my eyes drifted over to the prices. Christopher chuckled at the look on my face. "Everything is so expensive." I gasped. "Ignore the prices, order what you want." He almost commanded. "I will take the braised leeks please." I finally made a choice, to which my stomach happily agreed by growling. As if on cue the waiter returned with our wine. He poured us both a glass and sat the wine back in the ice bucket. "She will have the braised leeks, and I'll have the house steak, and we will have the malted custard French toast for desert." Christopher announced to the waiter. "Very good sir." The waiter smiled, collected our menus and he was gone again.

The food was delicious,  the best food I had ever tasted. After we finished our meal and the table was clear Christopher looked over at me, "Finally some alone time." He smiled. I began to get nervous again, not sure what to say or do. "Relax Gabriella." He ordered.  "I won't bite, that is unless you want me to." He joked,  which made me smile and relax. "So Gabriella,  I want to know everything about you." He said relaxing into the booth. "There isn't much to know." I admitted. "Then start with what there is to know." He smiled.  "Okay," I began, "I am from a very small town in southwest Virginia, I live at home with my mom, dad, and my brother. I turn 19 in July, and I just graduated top of my class, last week. I was accepted into Harvard where I am supposed to start in the fall, majoring in Social Science,  and hoping I can pick up a second major in business." I smiled at him. "What do you mean supposed to?" He asked confused. "It's complicated." I answered advertising my eyes. "I'm sure I can keep up." He reassured me. A little embarrassed I gathered my courage and told him, "My father has worked in the coal mines all his life, he was laid off this last week. He and my mother had been making payments on my tuition , because even with the scholarships and Grant's we were still left owing 50,0pp. We still owe 20,000 of that, and he was gonna get a loan but no bank will give a loan to so.eone who is u employed. " I cast my eyes down to the table ashamed. "Gabriella don't you ever feel ashamed, or less than with me." He growled. "Your father is a very hard working man, I gather from the I dusty he is in. I have the upmost respect for the coal miners in this country. " He lifted my chin so that my eyes met his, "Everyone goes through hard times, and there is nothing to be ashamed of." He whispered. The fact that he didn't judge, or look down on those less fortunate than him said so much about him.

"Now, on a lighter note." He smiled. "I would like you to accompany me to back to my place this evening." He smiled. "No pressure, and I dont expect anything but your company. "I'm not sure." I stuttered.  "Well think on it. " he replied. I nodded my head yes. Where did this man come from? Men like this didnt exist. Not in this part of the country anyway. "So," I smiled at him, " I told you about me,  how about you tell me about you." "Fair is fair." He said in his low rough voice. He placed his hand on my thigh, momentarily distracting me. I tried to sit up straight and look like I had control over my body, but that was a fight I was quickly losing. "I am a 25 year old CEO of 2 restaurants here in town, plus dozens of others across the world. I graduated highschool at 16 with a 4.0 GPA. I attended Harvard business school, and graduated in 4 years with a master's degree in social science, and a MBA in business economics. " he explained with a sly grin on his face. "Those are my majors." I exclaimed stunned. "If you ever need any help let me know." He gave me that gorgeous side grin of his, "But I don't provide my expertise for free." He joked. Or was he joking, I wasn't so sure. "Finish you story." I urged him. "I also worked at Harvard business publishing, in business development,  which is something you should look into." He smiled.  "Wow I'm jealous. " I exclaimed. "Don't be." He shook his head. After graduation I went to work for a multibillion dollar company,  and I was lucky as hell to get the job, but after a couple years I realized I wanted to work for myself, I wanted to start businesses in my hometown of Johnson Cuty, Tennesse, and bring jobs and opportunities to the people of the town that gave me so much. I wanted to give my employees a chance at a better life like the chances I was given." He sounded so passionate.  "So I took my life savings, and with that, a loan, and some investors I had met working with the other company I opened my first restaurant.  The Michelin guide gave my restuarant 3 stars in 6 months. I work around d the clock,  I pride myself on hard honest work, I came from a very poor family here in Tenessee, and now I take care of my family. I live to travel, see new places,  have new exciting adventures. " he smiled. "I'm scheduled to go to Greece this summer." He announced. "Wow!" I said stunned. "To be able to travel whenever and wherever you want must be amazing." "Well I only get two vacations a year, due to work, but yes it is amazing." He explained. 

I realized his hand had slowly crept further up my leg until it was under my dress high on my thigh. "I forgot to tell you how absolutely stunning you are Gabriella." His eyes held an intensity I had never seen before. It was like he was the lion and I was his prey, which both frightened and turned me on. "You have had me aroused all day." He growled as he rubbed the crease between my thigh and my v****a. "You are very soft right here, and so hit." He whispered in my ear causing chill bumps to cascade over my body. "I can feel the heat radiating from you." He growled as my p***y throbbed in tune with my heart beat. "Our conversation last night has been the only thing on my mind all day today." He continued. His fingers found their way u der my panties to my swollen mound. "Christopher." I said finally able to break the trance he had over me, "we are ina restuarant. " "Noone can hear, and they know not to bother us." He explained. "Oh!" Was all I could manage as his fingers brushed the lips of my p***y. His fingers massaged my lips lightly before sliding between my soaked lips, finding their way to my pulsating bud. He began massaging in slow agonizing circles,  "Mmmm!" A moan escaped from my lips. "Christopher, Please,  " I begged. "Not yet!" He growled as he captured my mouth with his. "Gabriella you taste so good." He growled under his breath only pulling away for a second. I grabbed the back of his head dusting his hair in my hand to keep from screaming. His fingers began to move with speed an skill hitting all the right spots at the right time, he dipped his fingers inside of me thrusting them before found back to my c**t and continuing his sweet assault. I could feel my orgasm buildings and building.  I began painting in his ear, needing so badly to c*m, and then he stopped. "What the hell?" I groaned before I could think. He laughed. "All good things come in time." He whispered. "I promise before tonight's over you will be more than satisfied. I was tempted to go to the bathroom and finish myself but I knew he would make good on his word , and that when he did it woumd be mind blowing. He slid his fingers from my panties and looked me in the eye as he placed them in his mouth sucking my juices from them. "Your p***y taste just as good as your mouth." He growled as he captured my lips once again letting me taste the saltiness on his tongue. 

A knock sounded at the curtain and with permission from Christopher the waiter entered with the check. Christopher paid, and I'm sure left a hefty tip.  Hand in hand we walked outside to the parking lot. "Do I need to have the valet bring your car around?" He asked looking me in the eye. All I could manage was to shake my head no. "Call my car!" He ordered the valet.  "Right away sir " the valet scurried off. A short while later a stretch limo pulled up. "Wow you travel in style," I finally managed to find my voice. "Not all the time, but tonight is a special occasion." He smiled as he bent down and kissed me lightly on the forhead.