I was sitting at a table alone, savoring the last bite of my..

I was sitting at a table alone, savoring the last bite of my tiramisu, when he walked in. There was something about him that drew my attention, a magnetism that was hard to ignore. He caught my eye, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. Without a word, he approached my table and asked if he could join me. I hesitated for a moment, but the allure was too strong. I nodded, and he took a seat. We exchanged pleasantries, but the tension was palpable. His eyes lingered on my lips, and I couldn't help but run my tongue over them, teasing him. He leaned in closer, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I closed my eyes as he traced a finger along my jawline, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I decided to take control. I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Let's get out of here." His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't protest. We left the restaurant in a rush, our hands intertwined, our hearts pounding. Back at my place, I pushed him against the wall, my lips crashing into his. Our tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths. I could feel his excitement growing as I slid my hand down his pants, gripping his hard cock. He let out a low groan, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I sank to my knees, looking up at him with a wicked smile. I slowly unzipped his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. I wrapped my lips around the tip, teasing him with my tongue. His hands tangled in my hair, urging me on. I took him deeper, my mouth sliding up and down his shaft. I could feel him trembling, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I picked up the pace, my mouth working him harder and faster. His moans filled the room, driving me wild. I could feel him swelling, his cock pulsing in my mouth. With a final, desperate groan, he came, his cum filling my mouth. I swallowed every last drop, savoring the taste of him. But I wasn't done yet. I stood up, my body pressing against his. I could feel his cock hardening again, and I knew he was ready for more. I guided him to the bed, pushing him down. I straddled him, lowering myself onto his cock. I let out a moan as he filled me, stretching me. I rode him hard, my hips moving in a rhythm that drove us both wild. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer, urging me on. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tense and ready. I came, my body convulsing around his cock. He wasn't far behind. With a final, desperate thrust, he came, his cock exploding inside me. We collapsed together, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. As we lay there, our bodies entwined, I knew this was a night I would never forget. The best sex I'd ever had, and from the look on his face, he felt the same.