Carnal Immortal
Chapter 131: A Long Kiss

Chapter 131: A Long Kiss

Amon decides to take Claressa somewhere that serves delicious food.

’Is this idiot still following me?’ Amon questions as he sees a red sports car closely following him.

It’s the simp Ken who Amon humiliated at the car dealership. Amon had noticed him hiding outside Claressa’s mansion, but he didn’t bother giving two shits about it. Why would he care about some loser stalker?

But since the moment Amon drove away from Claressa’s mansion, the loser has been following him.

’Let him follow, I will entertain him,’ Amon thinks and continues to drive.

He brings Claressa to a pizzeria. As he parks the car, Claressa looks outside and sees nothing but a single building in the vicinity.

"Where are we?" she asks. She thought Amon was going to bring her to some expensive restaurant, not somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

"A restaurant that provides the most delicious food," Amon answers and gets out of the car. He walks to the other side and opens Claressa’s side of the door and extends his hand at her.

Claressa looks at Amon and takes his hand.

"I can’t believe you brought me to a place like this," Claressa says looking around. Amon smirks, "Why? Do you think you are too good for this place?" Amon asks.

Claressa doesn’t answer, just stares at him. "Hahaha, no need to stare daggers. I guarantee that the food will blow your mind," Amon says.

"And if it doesn’t?" Claressa asks.

"Then I will give you what you want. You can order me around however you like," Amon says.

A glint flashes in Claressa’s eyes as she hears Amon’s offer.

"But this is just a one-sided deal. I too need to benefit from this. What if you like the food? What do I get?" Amon asks.

"If the food blows my mind, as you stated, then I will kiss you," Claressa offers.

"Just a kiss?" Amon asks.

"You should consider yourself lucky that I am even offering my lips. Most men I have gone on a date with weren’t even allowed to touch me," Claressa says with arrogance.

"Oh, then it’s definitely a privilege. The deals on," Amon agrees.

He then puts his hand on her waist, startling her. "Let’s go," he says and guides Claressa into the restaurant.

They enter the restaurant and see empty tables and chairs. The place is very small, so it can only hold a few, and it looks like business is not doing well tonight, as all of them are empty.

As soon as Amon and Claressa enter, an old lady walks out of the kitchen and happily greets them with a smile.

"Oh, what a lovely couple, welcome," the old lady greets them with a friendly smile.

Amon smiles back at her and finds a seat for himself and Claressa. He chooses a table next to the window and helps Claressa sit down. He then sits right next to her.

She looks at him, surprised, as he sits right next to her.

"Are you going to sit right next to me?" Claressa asks as usually people sit in front of each other on a date.

"Why not? This way I can be closer to you," Amon answers with a straight face. Embarrassed, Claressa turns her head away.

Luckily for her, the old lady comes to her save.

"What can I get you, lovely couple?" she asks while handing over a small menu card. Since the restaurant is small, the menu is small.

Claressa goes through the menu and orders herself some pasta while Amon gets himself a whole pizza.

The old lady doesn’t make them wait longer and brings them their food.

Claressa looks at the food in front of her and doesn’t find it visually appealing. Her whole life, she has been served by master chefs who always plated her food with finesse. Compared to that, the plate of pasta in front of her looks like a slob.

"Are you just going to stare?" Amon asks. Claressa looks at him, unsure. "Never judge a book by its cover," Amon says. Claressa stabs the pasta with the fork and takes it in her mouth.

Claressa’s eyes open up wide in surprise as she experiences a flood of flavor assaulting her mouth. The texture, the taste, the aroma, everything is perfect.

This is the most delicious food she has ever eaten. Even those worldly-acclaimed dishes couldn’t compare to this plate of pasta.

She couldn’t help but go for seconds, then a third. She didn’t stop until she cleaned up the plate clean.

"So how was it?" Stephanie turns to look at Amon, unable to answer him. She can see the smugness on his face. She knows that he knows he won the bet.

"Told you," Amon says with a chuckle. He is enjoying the look of defeat on Claressa’s face.

"Hmph, you just got lucky," Claressa says.

"Well, it doesn’t matter if it’s luck or not. I win and that means..." Amon says and looks at Claressa’s lips. She sees him looking at her lips and she does the same. She finds Amon’s lips perfect and soft.

Their eyes lock onto each other. She can feel the intensity in his eyes. Those eyes are that of a predator staring down his prey.

Amon doesn’t hold back. He extends his hand and caresses her face. He then takes his hand further back, gently grabs the back of her head, and brings her in.

Anticipating the kiss, Claressa closes her eyes and parts her lips.

Amon doesn’t make her wait, their lips touch. It starts off slowly as they savor the feeling of the soft kisses, but it will be a very boring kiss if the tongues are not involved.

Amon takes the lead and introduces his tongue to the kiss, entering her mouth one step at a time.

Claressa is enjoying the kiss, but she expected it to be over a long time ago. But Amon isn’t going to back away when he already has her trapped in his web.

As the kiss continues, Amon starts getting aggressive. He invades Claressa’s mouth with his tongue, taking over completely. Savoring her taste.

Claressa has never been kissed like this before, so aggressive and overwhelming. She gets so overwhelmed with pleasure that the little fight she had in the beginning completely fizzles out, so she gives up fighting back and lets Amon take charge.

Their tongues swirl around in each other, mouths exchanging a lot of saliva and tasting each other.

’Oh, my, look at these love birds. It’s great to be young,’ the old lady who just walked out of the kitchen sees Amon and Claressa kissing. ’I should leave them alone,’ she thinks with a smile and goes back.

The old lady is not the only one who sees Amon and Claressa share this long kiss.

Right outside the restaurant, Ken, who has been waiting and watching from inside his car, is gritting his teeth with anger. He tightly grips his steering wheel and wants to rip it out, but he is not strong enough.

"Fucking bitch!!" he angrily hits the steering wheel multiple times with his palm as he fumes over the scene of Amon and Claressa kissing.

"This bitch made me run around her for years, only to throw me to the side for some random dude she met a few days ago? I am going to make her fucking pay!" he growls in anger.

His eyes look like those of a lunatic.

Back inside the restaurant, Amon stops kissing Claressa and pulls back, leaving a trail of saliva between their mouths.

Claressa sees hazy as the kiss took her breath away. She takes in deep breaths as she stares at Amon.

"You are delicious," Amon says as he takes his thumb and runs it over her lower lip. Claressa is very turned on right now. If not for this being a public place, she would have jumped on Amon.

"Come on we still have more to do," Amon says and puts a stack of money on the table and leaves with Claressa.

A few minutes later, the old lady walks out to find Amon and Claressa missing. She walks up to their table and finds a stack of money, it’s a thousand dollars.

She looks outside and sees a car driving away.

"Kids nowadays have no sense of value," she says, but keeps the money happily.

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"Where to next?" Claressa asks as they leave.

"Somewhere we will not be disturbed," Amon says with a smile.

Claressa blushes as she thinks about her being alone with Amon. With how bold Amon has been, she doesn’t doubt that she is going to end up naked in his arms, but as she gives it some thought, she doesn’t mind it.

If the kiss alone between them made her so wet, she can’t imagine what the actual sex will be like.

As this thought comes to her mind, she can’t help but look down at his pants, thinking about the thing hiding underneath it.

’Is it as big as him?’ she wonders.

Amon notices her staring but doesn’t call her out. He just smirks.

’She has no idea what I am going to do to her.’