Jaded Beasts IV, Horse & Sheep
Horse – Edgy and egocentric they may be, but this sign is very smart and shrewd; and are also industrious, sociable and are often warm-hearted. They do tend to act condescending a bit, but do it with an innate grace.
Sheep – A talented, imaginative and refined person, this sign is very susceptible to being taken advantage of by others. They love to be surrounded by tranquility, can easily solve problems, are quietly passionate, and dislike war.
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Brumbies, Ricci Love
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The restaurant held a soft glow of dimmed uplights and their table sat in a secluded corner, excellent. Apart from privacy neither of them wanted to chance any encounters with someone they knew.
Rebecca wanted to tell Kurt who she was and what she did but it seemed so refreshing to find a man who did not have a clue who she was. At least she knew he wanted to be with her, not the rich, executive woman. From earlier conversation she gleaned from him he had just returned from a long stint in Asia and had shirked Australian society for a few years, trying to find himself. He offered little more in personal detail and that suited Rebecca fine for tonight.
Tonight was for them to enjoy each other. They browsed the menu together, their booth seat being a lushly cushioned half circle.
His body touched hers ever so slightly, enough to make her pulse race and food selection difficult.
Kurt cleared his throat a little. “What would you like for starters.”
Rebecca felt like saying, your tongue in my mouth, but instead she managed, “I think the steamed Asparagus spears with buerre blanc.” She swallowed, it sounded loud in her ears. “What about you?”
“I think, maybe I’ll have the natural Oysters with Coriander-Cucumber salsa.”
“Good choice.” Rebecca looked at him. He was almost too good to be true, she hoped he wouldn’t be.
Kurt finally traced his index finger down her cheek.
Rebecca used all her strength not to moan. Her eyes closed momentarily and she was transported to a very sublime place. Emotional bliss. She wanted him to kiss her, right there and then. Her eyes opened just as he lowered his hand, again lost in each other’s gaze, understanding each other on some unconscious level.
“Rebecca, I don’t want to…Well, I do want too….Oh shit!” He swore, no doubt at his inadequacy in explanation.
“It’s okay. I know what you are trying to say. I want to take it slow as well. I’m just scared I can’t.” Rebecca could not believe his consideration and caring.
“Yes, exactly…That’s it…Exactly. You are a truly remarkable person Rebecca.”
The sound of him saying her name made her want him even more. Plus he’d commented on her as a person and not just her looks. “Thank you Kurt, I appreciate that comment.”
“I mean you are stunning, don’t get me wrong, But you have such a beautiful heart. I can’t believe that you are single.”
Rebecca felt his need to see he wasn’t shallow. Her spirit soared high because she just knew he was different. This was exactly what she had been waiting for, at last. Time would tell she knew, but she hoped with all her being everything would be fine. Their fingers interlocked automatically, as if they were meant to be that way.
The waitress approached the table. “Good Evening, My name is Lucy and I will be your waitress for this evening.” Her smile looked rehearsed
Kurt and Rebecca greeted her with genuine smiles.
“Are you ready to order?” Lucy asked.
“Yes Lucy, I believe we are.” He looked to Rebecca for confirmation, she nodded.
“We’ll have the asparagus and the natural oysters for starters. I’d like to try the Eye Fillet with Gorgonzola Sauce, cooked medium, and what would you like for mains Rebecca.”
“I’d like the Pan Fried Trevalla with Hollandaise sauce, thank you Lucy and could we please have the wine list?”
“Certainly, I’ll bring it right over.”
She wandered off to find the list and to her credit remembered to bring it straight back.
“Do you drink wine Kurt?” Rebecca asked him, their hands, apart now, much to her regret.
“Well, surprisingly enough, I am no expert!” His humor lightened the moment perfectly.
“That’s okay, I can be knowledgeable enough for both of us,” she giggled.
“That will probably be quite handy in many areas,” Kurt chuckled. Rebecca perused the list and noticed an unusual find, 1995 Pirie. This Tasmanian sparkling wine had won best in the world in that year, even beating the French sparkling from Champagne.
Rebecca thought Pirie would be perfect.
She called the waitress back over and ordered the wine.
They chattered away like lifelong friends, sipping the sparkly and enjoying the lightness of the bubbles. Rebecca though nothing could ruin this night, nothing at all.
Rebecca looked at the asparagus, steaming hot on her plate, smothered in the white wine and butter cream sauce. It struck her then what a phallic symbol they were. Trust me! she thought. How am I going to eat these without making a mess?
She looked over at Kurt who was about to devour his first plump oyster. He had the shell in his hand and her body reacted as his lips cupped the shell and he let the oyster slide into his mouth. A hint of tongue, pink and sexy showed. Rebecca wished he had his lips cupped over her pussy.
Kurt looked up as if suddenly aware of her gaze. “I’m sorry, you don’t mind me using my fingers do you? I always seem to make a mess with those little forks.”
“Not at all, I am going to do the same.” Rebecca gripped the firm piece of lightly steamed asparagus in between two fingers and a thumb, let some of the sauce drip off and brought it toward her waiting mouth. Her head slightly tilted back she placed it between her lips, softly bit the end off it, her lips closed around the vegetable, she felt sauce clinging to them, she swallowed.
Kurt looked spellbound by this scene, she noticed when she looked over. He slid towards her and laced his fingers into the back of her hair, guiding her face towards his own. Rebecca did not fight against it.
Kurt didn’t kiss her straight away; he licked the Beurre Blanc from her lips in one swift lap of his tongue. If Rebecca hadn’t been sitting, she would have collapsed for sure. As his lips met hers in the frenzy, both intense and soft, she knew he gave her the best kiss she’d ever had. She opened her mouth to him.
He cupped her face in his hands. Jolts of electricity seemed to run through her each and every time their tongues met. It seemed like an eternity, as if time stopped completely before they parted. Hot breath and misshapen hair, she knew her grooming would match his, entrees barely touched. Rebecca returned his smile her heartbeat trying to get back to normal.
“Well, I guess we should eat our food!” Kurt observed.
Rebecca laughed out loud, “I think that is what started it.” Heads turned at her bold laughter.
“You, Young Lady, are what started it, looking so delicious, a man just couldn’t resist!”
The comment pleased her. “I bet you say that to all the girls!”
“Not bloody likely. You are truly one of a kind, Rebecca…I don’t even know your last name.” Kurt continued to eat his oysters as she gazed at him wanting his lips on her again, ignoring his comment about her last name. Kurt looked over at her, “and you can stop looking at me like that too. That’s what started all the trouble last time.” He chastised her with humor.
“I don’t think it was that, I think it was this!” She proceeded to raise another piece of asparagus to her parted lips.
“Rebecca! I’m tellin’ you girl, cut it out or we are going to be black-banned from restaurants across town!”
Rebecca looked up innocently. “Whatever do you mean?”
Kurt laughed and handed her a serviette. “Now, wipe your lips and please, for the sake of me, and my underwear’s, future embarrassment, use a fork!” he growled playfully.
“Yes Sir!” They both laughed out loud this time.
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