Chapter 2: Building Tension
Bella and Eric sat across from each other at the dining table, their eyes locked as they took alternating bites from a large, juicy steak that lay between them. Eric's eyes widened as he watched Bella pull another hunk of meat off the bone and pop it in her mouth, her cheeks bulging with the sheer amount of food she was consuming.
"Goddamn, Bella, how do you do it? It's like you never get full," he marveled, taking another bite of the steak himself.
Bella grinned, her full, plump lips forming a sensual curve. "I have an exceptional metabolism."
She leaned forward, bare breasts spilling out of her low-cut dress. Her nipples were hard and erect, pebbled tips curling at the edges, begging for attention. Eric bit his lip, his body suddenly seeming to catch fire at the mere sight of her.
"You're so fucking hot," he growled, knocking down his wine glass in one gulp.
Bella's grin grew wider, and she stood up from her seat, sauntering around the table in her stilettos. She straddled Eric's lap, grinding her hips against the bulge in his pants. Eric's breath caught in his throat, his hands automatically moving to her ripe, bouncing ass. He groaned with pleasure, squeezing and caressing her flesh greedily.
"You want more?" she whispered seductively in his ear, licking and nibbling on the lobe.