Master of Lust

28  Date [5]

Chapter - 28

"All you think about is sex, don't you?" Amanda playfully complained, her eyebrows raised in mock exasperation. She was still holding a grudge for what Rick did in the jewelry store.

Rick chuckled, his eyes dancing mischievously, "Can you blame me? You awakened that beast inside of me. I was an innocent boy."

He was met with a playful eye roll from Amanda. "But I still can't believe you were a virgin till yesterday. That blow..." Rick was about to offer a cheeky compliment, but Amanda swiftly put her hand over his mouth, stifling his words.

"Are you going to tell the whole world?" Amanda whispered anxiously, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Rick's muffled laughter vibrated against Amanda's palm. He pulled her hand away and grinned at her, his tone teasing. "Hey, I was just praising your technique."

Amanda's eyes widened, and she quickly hushed him with a finger to her lips. "Rick, seriously, can you not talk about this in public?"

"Alright, alright," Rick said, raising his hands in mock surrender, his lips curling into a smirk.

Amanda let out a breath of relief and shot him a playful glare before quickly changing the topic.

"Let's go, I'm done with my food," Amanda declared, her cheeks still slightly pink from their previous conversation.

Rick pretended to protest, his tone playful. "Hey, but I still have a lot left on my plate."

But Amanda didn't give him a chance to argue further. She slipped her arm through his and tugged him along with her, determined to leave the room as soon as possible.

Rick grinned, allowing Amanda to lead him. As they walked out of the restaurant, Amanda made sure he didn't have a chance to complain about paying for the meal.

"Outside, she finally released her grip on Rick's arm, and he took a deep breath as if he had just been released from a headlock.

"Finally, I can breathe," Rick joked, rubbing his arm where Amanda had held on tightly.

Amanda rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of amusement in her expression. "You're such a drama queen."

Rick dramatically placed a hand over his heart. "Oh, baby, you wound me with your words."

Amanda let out a laugh, shaking her head. Every time Rick called her baby, she felt butterflies in her heart. She was about to respond when a voice interrupted them.

"Excuse me, young man," a middle-aged man approached them with a friendly smile. He was accompanied by a young girl, presumably his daughter.

Rick turned toward them, his eyebrows raised in curiosity, "Yes?"

"Ahh... Don't take it the wrong way," the father, quickly explained with an apologetic smile, "I am Mike and this is my daughter Susan," the man introduced himself.

"My daughter is quite interested in bikes. She is insisting me to buy her one as well. But you see... I am a father, I can't just, you know..."

"So, I wanted to buy something safe for her to try her hands on first," The man said and looked at Rick's bike parked beside them.

Rick grinned, his eyes understanding what the man meant, "No worries, I get it. Starting with a lightweight bike like this one is a smart move."

Mike nodded, visibly relieved that Rick wasn't offended by his question. "Exactly. So... I was thinking of buying this bike. How much did it cost you?"

Rick leaned against his bike, his arms casually folded. "Well, this one is generally reasonably priced. It's one of the most affordable options out there."

Mike looked thoughtful for a moment, "And how's the performance? Is it reliable?"

Rick's nodded with enthusiasm. "Absolutely! It's agile, easy to maneuver, and has decent mileage. Perfect for getting around town."

Mike nodded, taking in Rick's words. "Sounds good. I've been researching, but it's always helpful to get firsthand insights."

Rick grinned, happy to share his knowledge. "I'm glad I could help. If you're considering buying one, you're making a good choice."

Mike chuckled. "You really seem passionate about bikes."

Rick shrugged a playful glint in his eyes. "I won't say that. It's just convenient to move around."

"And you know what? If you're really interested in this bike, I could make you a deal." Rick offered.

Mike raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "A deal? What do you mean?"

Rick grinned mischievously. "Well, I'm thinking of getting a different bike soon. If you're seriously considering this bike, I could sell you mine. It will be way much cheaper."

Mike's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, you'd actually sell me your bike?"

Rick nodded, his smile unwavering. "Sure, why not? It's been a great ride, but I think it's time for a change. And if you are really looking forward to buy it, why not this one?"

Mike seemed taken aback by Rick's generosity. "I appreciate the offer, but is it possible?"

Rick waved off his concerns. "Absolutely. We can work out the details. If you're interested, we can talk about the price."

Rick then looked at his bike and thinking for a while continued, "The bike's in front of you. It cost me around $2000. Why don't you give me $1000 and take it away?"

"$1000? Are you sure about it though? This is quite a good deal for me," Mike was a bit surprised by the price offered.

"Why not?" Rick nodded, "But you have to take care of all the formalities. And I will record a video of you saying that everything that happens with this bike from today onwards, won't be my problem." Rick told mike.

"Do that, and you are good to go,"

"Well certainly that is not a problem," the father nodded. What Rick was demanding for was quite a genuine thing to ask, "So, $1000 then?" He tried to confirm.

"Not a cent more," Rick shook his finger in front of Mike.

And with that, the deal was done. The man transferred $1000, to Rick, recorded a video, and rode away with his daughter.

"Looks like we are going to walk," Rick joked with Amanda and laughed.

Amanda looks at Rick with appreciation in her eyes.

"Why did you sell your bike. That too at a loss," Amanda asked, "Don't tell me you are trying to impress me?" Amanda looked at Rick with a playful smirk on her face.

"You are thinking too much about it. I had to buy a new vehicle anyway. So why not sell it away?" Rick shrugged, "As for selling it cheap. I have no shortage of money. So why haggle over a couple of hundred bucks."

"You could have lied," Amanda feigned a disappointed look.

"Now don't act in front of me," Rick didn't fall for the trick.

Rick's fingers moved tentatively, reaching out to brush against Amanda's palm. In a slow, deliberate motion, he intertwined his fingers with hers, his touch warm and gentle. The motion was almost mesmerizing, like a dance of connection between their hands. His fingers slid between hers, fitting perfectly, creating a snug and comforting grip.

As they continued to walk, their fingers remained entwined, each movement sending a tingling sensation through Amanda's hand. She couldn't help but steal glances at their linked fingers, her heart beating a little faster with each passing moment.

The night sky stretched above them, stars winking like distant lanterns. Amanda's lips curled into a content smile as she felt Rick's firm grip on her hand. His touch radiated a sense of security and familiarity that made her feel truly at ease.

The rhythmic sound of their footsteps on the pavement provided a soothing backdrop to their shared silence. It was a silence filled with unspoken emotions, a connection that didn't need words to be understood. Amanda's gaze flickered between their hands and Rick's profile, her heart brimming with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

"So you are a really a rich young man? Son of some billionaire father?" Amanda finally broke the silence and asked Rick.

"C'mon... Shouldn't we get to know each other slowly? Let me keep a few of my secrets," Rick put his fingers on his lips and gestured Amanda that it was a secret.

"Humph... Keep your secret. See if I care," Amanda snorted and throwing his hands away, walked ahead of him with quick steps.

"Hey, Amanda... Don't walk so fast. Or you will fall down," Rick yelled from behind and shaking his head, followed behind Amanda.

"C'mon... Don't be so touchy. Otherwise I won't..." Suddenly Rick stopped speaking and came to a halt.

Rick's gaze was fixed on something. Something fascinating enough for him to ignore Amanda.

Amanda, on the other hand, thought she would get to enjoy teasing Rick for a bit. And her planned worked in the beginning. But before she could even play angry, she couldn't even hear Rick anymore. She thought he was trying to trick her into turning, so she continued to move forward. But when she still did not hear him call her, she angrily turned back to look at him. This was too much. Can't he even play along?

But when Amanda turned, she found him standing at one spot, looking at something with focus. His eyes were fixed on something ahead, and a glimmer of fascination dancing within them. She followed his gaze, trying to discern what had captured his attention.

"You..."

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