Chapter 11. Time for Dessert?

RENEE 

“Thank you so much.” I said appreciatively to the chef as he cleared the dishes off the table, and beaming at me, he replied, “You are welcome. I’m sure you enjoyed your meal, right?” 

“Yes, I did.” I chimed quickly, a blush rising on my cheeks as I glanced at Robert, who was sitting opposite me, his eyes glinting wickedly. 

He’d finger fucked me earlier while we were eating, finally giving me an orgasm after depriving me for so long.

I was still heady from feeling his fingers in me, and with the alcoholic wine I’d taken still swirling in my head, I was a bit fuzzy too. 

The dinner we’d just had was wonderful. The appetizers, three-course meals consisting of Italian and Mexican-infused cuisines, and the rich fruits combined all tasted like something out of heaven. It was simply good, if not the best I’d ever had, thanks to the chef and my sweet Daddy too. 

I beamed to myself as I looked around the romantic table he’