Olivia's Survival

7: Dinner Date

I agreed to let Gabriel Valentine drive me home making sure the homeless family would be safe. Once his driver drove off, we walked to his car. A sleek all-black Aston Martin Rapide. He had excellent manners because he held the door for me, place the seatbelt around my body and walked to the driver side of the car. The interior was to die for. Everything was smoke gray leather, the seats were plush and comfortable with tremendous amount of leg room, the radio was top notch. This car screamed money, power, respect.

"Thanks for the ride," I said and gave him my address. Relaxing in the seat, I looked out the window as the city passed by me. I never realized how beautiful the city was and Gabriel was weaving through the city streets. New York City is the land of opportunity for the rich and famous, but my dream is to move to Los Angeles.

"My pleasure Olivia." He replied giving me that panty-dropping smirk that showcased his dimples. His body screamed dominance as he gripped the steering wheel with his left and relaxed his right hand on the gear shift. He merged with traffic and sped off.

Ten minutes later, we were in front of the building. I was getting ready to exit the car but he stopped me. "Let's talk a bit." He asked and I looked puzzled.

"What would you like to talk about?" I asked and he shrugged, looking me up and down like he had a million questions swimming in his brain. I wasn't comfortable with talking about my past because I was homeless and I didn't want him finding out.

Sensing my hesitation, Gabriel said, "How about we go on date and get to know each other."

"I would like that," I replied and Gabriel leaned over kissed my cheek. He got out of the car and opened my door. Before walking in the building, I thanked him again and gave him a light hug. He smelled so good and my body felt amazing against him.

It's been a week since Gabriel asked me out to lunch and last night I told him yes. I was super excited and nervous, not only was this my first date but it was a date with a billionaire bachelor that was sexier than Brad Pitt and Omari Hardwick combined. Today, I have an appointment at the salon to pamper myself and buy myself a cute little dress. I'm getting my hair washed and curled, body wax, mani/pedi, and a facial.

Once I was back home, I soaked in the bathtub with my favorite bubble bath, strawberries and cream dream. My hair was pinned curled so I didn't have to worry about getting it wet. I closed my eyes to relax and all I could think about was Gabriel's body and how my muscles flexed when he put his arms behind his head to watch me dance. My nipples became erect and I knew I had to clear my head. I quickly bathed and got out of the tub.

After drying and moisturizing my body, I slipped on my black thongs and matching bra. I slid into my short black dress. The top of the dress was lace and it fitted the curve of breast well and the bottom of the dress flared out, accentuating the roundness of my ass. I put on little makeup, pearl earrings and necklace. I unpinned my hair and it fell in big loose curls that hung down my back and I paired my dress with some cute gold and pearl thong sandals. Looking in the mirror, I was satisfied with the look and made my way downstairs.

"Whoa hot momma, where are you going?" Georgia asked when I stepped into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

"I'm not working tonight. I have a dinner date with Gabriel Valentine," I informed her and her eyes were wide as saucers. She looked like a deer in headlights, like she couldn't believe he asked me out. She stood and stormed to her room. What's that all about.... Just then, my cellphone rung and it was Gabriel informing me he was downstairs.

When I got downstairs and I instantly creamed my panties. Gabriel was looking so fucking good that I wanted to fuck him in the lobby. He was wearing so faded blue jeans that hugged his perfectly sculptured ass and thick thighs, a brown t-shirt under a navy-blue cardigan that was snugged over his muscles. His hair was styled to the side and he was rocking some Tom Ford shades. Yummy!

"I must say that you look incredible tonight," he said and gave a tight hug. His cologne by itself was enough for my pussy to open up. I closed my eyes and sighed. I love a man that smells good, it's my weakness.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I replied when we moved apart. Gabriel took my hand and we walked out of the building and to his awaiting car. He held the door for and put on my seatbelt like he always does. Once he was in the driver seat, he reached behind us and gave me the largest bouquet of red and pink roses I have ever seen.

"OMG, thank you Mr. Valentine," I said and sniffed the flowers. They looked and smelled amazing.

"Call me Gabriel and it's my pleasure Olivia." He said and pulled into traffic. We pulled up to the doc and I was looking around the parking lot. I knew this was not a restaurant, but Gabriel opened my door and we made our way to the doc where the ferry was located.

Gabriel surprised me when we pulled up to The Steakhouse Hibachi Restaurant, the city's best steak and hibachi grill under one roof. Many of nights I used to sit across the river and watch the people come and go. To get to the restaurant, we had to ride the ferry. We entered the restaurant and was greeted by a hostess that was dressed in a black dress with a white bowtie. "Welcome back Mr. Valentine and guest, please follow me." She greeted and lead us to our table.

The restaurant was so romantic because it was located under the Brooklyn Bridge with stunning views of the city's skyline and the Statue of Liberty. We were seated side by side at a table with white linen tablecloth, plush gold and white chairs, gold China, beautiful bouquets of red roses on the table and more. Our table overlooked the East River. There were hanging lights and candles on the walls, giving the restaurant a romantic feel. The waiter automatically filled our glasses, one with ice water and the other with chilled champagne.

Sipping his drink, Gabriel turned to me and said, "So tell me about yourself. I want to know all about Miss Olivia."

"There's nothing really to tell except the fact that I'm a 23-year-old stripper who had a fucked-up life and trying to grasp the concept of survival." I replied and he nodded with without being judgmental. He changed the subject and we chatted all throughout the night. I learned a lot about him and I gave him little insight into my horrible past. The food was delicious and I wanted to eat here forever. Gabriel ordered us filet mignon paired with lobster tails, rice pilaf, garlic potatoes, and roasted green beans.

For dessert, we shared a huge slice of New York cheesecake topped with fresh berries. I couldn't erase the grin from my face when we shared a fork and he feed me. Licking the fork, I could taste the wine from his mouth and it turned me on. My eyes became hooded, nipples got hard and my pussy became soaked. I looked to my right and Gabriel eyes matched my own, full of lust.

Squirming in my seat to relieve the tension building in my pussy, and at the exact moment Gabriel placed his hand on my thigh and that touch drove me wild. His hand was sliding up my thigh and I looked at him with shocked eyes. He smirked and my pussy juices were beginning to run down the inside of my thighs. Gabriel noticed my wetness and whispered, "I see you want me just as much as I want you."

His fingers traced the outline of my thongs and I closed my eyes to his welcoming touches. He slipped a finger inside my panties, I parted my legs wider under the table and laid my head on his shoulder. Gabriel smiled and nipped my earlobe. His fingers played with my pussy lips and toyed with my clit. The feeling sent electric waves throughout my body and I started grinding against his fingers. He slipped a thick rough finger into my virgin pussy and I bit his shoulder to silence my cry of pain and pleasure.

"Virgin pussy... I love it." He said in my ear and began to pump his finger in and out of me at a fast pace as his palm massaged my clit. I was quickly slipping over the edge and when he licked the inside of my ear, I came crashing down like a tidal wave. My orgasm rocked my body with full force and Gabriel took my mouth into his to drown out my screams.

Coming back to reality, Gabriel sucked his finger and said, "I enjoyed dinner, let's go."

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