A whole bunch of excellent ideas on how to spend a few hours sprang to his mind. Ideas that would be completely inappropriate in public. And was it his imagination, or had she winked at him?
“Danielle,” he said as she put her phone away. “I…”
“Yes?”
“You don’t worry about these reviews hurting business?”
She frowned. “No. Not really.”
He wished he’d ordered a beer after all. It would be nice to have something to drink other than water—he’d already finished two glasses.
“It’s still a bit weird, isn’t it?” she said, gesturing between the two of them.
Adam nodded, rather relieved they were finally talking about it. “I don’t want it to be, though. I…” Maybe he would never get those words out. All he managed was, “You look pretty tonight.”
“Thank you.”
“The dress is…” What was he supposed to say? It hugged her curves and showed a good amount of skin? “It’s sexy.”
“Glad you think so.” She leaned toward him. “I’m guessing you chose this restaurant because it’s close to your apartment and you want to take me home afterward?”
“Something like that. I…”
Damn. What the hell was wrong with him? How had he managed to ask her about that threesome and losing her virginity when he couldn’t manage to say he wanted them to be together?
Perhaps he should just talk about sex. For some reason that was less difficult for him. It wasn’t like that with other women, just Danielle. Maybe because she was so open about such things? He’d always admired that about her.
Adam looked around. The restaurant was quiet, but not so quiet that he’d have to whisper directly in her ear so no one would hear. The table next to them was empty.
“I’ve been thinking about fucking you all week,” he said.
“From the sounds of it, you’ve been doing that for much longer than a week.”
“But now I know how you feel and how you taste.” He put his hand on her knee and slid it up under her skirt. “It’s not just my imagination—it’s in my memory.”
“You don’t know what it’s like to have my mouth on your dick,” she said. “That’s not in your memory.”
Oh, God. He pictured her red lips wrapped around him, her head moving up and down. “I’d like to change that.”
“So would I.”
“Though it might be difficult.” Adam ran his thumb over her inner thigh. “Because as soon as we get back to my place, you’ll be begging me to stuff my cock in your pussy. You won’t want to wait to be fucked. Am I right?”
See? This part was easy. If only everything was this easy.
“But I will wait,” she said. “I’ll give you a blowjob first.” She covered his hand with hers. Her skin was so soft. So was her voice—soft and suggestive.
It didn’t seem like the right time to declare his feelings for her, even if he could. No, it seemed like the time to hurry away from here, drag her to his apartment, open his pants, and shove his cock in her mouth. Yeah, that seemed more appropriate now.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said.
Chapter Five
Danielle walked backward as Adam moved forward. He pressed against her, maneuvering them to his bedroom. But she was barely conscious of moving; she was focused on kissing him, on pulling off the dress shirt that was covering up all the good stuff. By the time they reached the bed, she had his shirt on the floor and his pants unzipped. She pulled them down before pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him.
She’d meant to ask him at the restaurant why he wanted to go on a date with her. Assuming it was, in fact, a date. But he’d been pounding back his water like it was the best beer ever—or like he was incredibly nervous. And she… Well, she’d been nervous too. Which wasn’t like her, but the idea of Adam saying he felt obligated to take her on a date, when all he really wanted was to sleep with her once more … that freaked her out. So she’d shown him dumb restaurant reviews, and he’d started talking about sex, which made everything better.
After. Yes, they could talk after they did it.
Danielle tore off his boxers. He looked as good as she remembered, and she wanted to do everything to him all at once. She started by lifting her skirt and bucking her hips against him, nothing between them but the thin fabric of her panties. He dropped his eyes to the lacy red fabric as she pulled her dress and bra over her head.
“I like these.” He ran his finger along the edge of her underwear.
“That’s why I wore them. Just for you.”
She slid down his legs and wrapped her hand around his cock. She stroked up and down a few times, watching as he tipped his head back and closed his eyes.
God, she loved touching him.
“I thought about this all week too,” she said. “When it wasn’t busy at the restaurant, and Kara wasn’t interrogating me, all I could think about was your naked body.” She curved one hand over his hip. “And you kissing your way down the left side of my back, my right side jealous of the attention it was getting. Then the kiss on the back of my knee. I don’t think anyone had ever kissed me there before.”
She leaned over and took his cock in her mouth. He breathed in sharply as she licked the smooth head, tasted the slight saltiness of him. Then she took him as deep as she could, her hand around the base.
“Danielle…” He wrapped his hand in her hair, holding on as her head bobbed up and down.
She shifted, rubbing herself against his leg. Her moisture must have soaked through her underwear. He must be able to tell she was wet. She needed something in her—needed him in her—but not quite yet.
“I knew you’d have trouble with this,” he murmured. “But if you move up and turn around, I can lick your pussy at the same time.”
Danielle would have said something, but her mouth was full of his cock. She just shook her head instead.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
It was that little smile of his that did her in, that filled her with an unbearable ache to have more of Adam, to have everything with him.
“Yes.” She slid up his body, holding herself just above him. “I need you to fuck me instead.”
“Just to be clear…” He grabbed onto her ass with both hands. “You’re a great cock sucker.”
“I’ve had a lot of practice. That bother you?”
“No,” he said. “Though I do admit to being a little jealous.”
He kissed the tip of her nose, then covered her mouth with his. How was he soft and hard, frantic and gentle, all at the same time? She sank into his kiss, hoping there would be many, many more of these to come.
Adam handed her a condom. “Do I need to touch you first to get you wet?”
“No. Can’t you tell?”
He quirked his lips and dipped his hand between her legs, pressing his fingertips to her entrance over the scrap of red lace. “You’re definitely ready.”
She took off her panties, rolled on the condom, and seated herself on his cock. When he lifted his hips, she moaned as he invaded her, as he gave her what she’d been longing for all week.
She moved up and down, and he moved with her. She could feel it everywhere in her body, so good and so right.
“You’re amazing.” He reached up to squeeze her breast, to finger her nipple and drive her even crazier. “Such an amazing fuck. So damn hot.”
She rode him hard, collapsing against him when her body was close to being overcome with pleasure. He pumped into her and growled as she cried out, holding her tight against him as they came together.
Together. That’s what she wanted more than anything. To be with him.
Danielle slowly lifted herself off him, and they didn’t say anything for a while. She alternated between sated bliss and nervousness, afraid of how Adam would respond when she told him how she felt.
As time ticked by, it became more the latter, though she still felt a little of that sweet satisfaction of ha
ving great sex.
“It’s too bad,” she said, deciding to ease into this, “that we never did it until last weekend.”
He stroked her hair and smiled. “I agree.”
She needed to say more. Now would be a good time for that.
But Adam spoke first.
****
“I meant that to be a date,” he said, his heart beating far too fast.
“I thought you did.”
“And not because I felt like I should take you out because we’d slept together.”
“I wondered if that’s why you were doing it.” She propped her head up on her hand, a lock of hair falling across her face. “But that’s not the reason?”
“No.” He swallowed. “It’s not.”
“Thank God.”
He was so overcome with relief and joy—and lots of other things—that he couldn’t manage to get any words out.
She laughed. “If you didn’t hear me right, I said, ‘Thank God.’ I wanted it to be a real date.”
Adam shifted toward her and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Then one to her temple. And one to her cheek. And then he tilted his head and captured her mouth in his for one long, slow kiss.
“You have no idea how hard it was for me to tell you that,” he said.
“I think I have some idea. When we were at Three Nights, I wanted to ask you what was going on, but I couldn’t do it. And then you said you wanted to fuck me, and obviously I couldn’t think about anything else after that.”
He rolled on top of her. “For so long now, I’ve wanted to be with you.”
“I didn’t realize how I felt until very recently.”
She was underneath him, trailing her fingers up and down his face, looking at him fondly. This was really happening.
“I should have fucked you ages ago,” he said. “Made you realize it sooner.”
“Yeah, you should have.”
“Thanks for getting me to talk about my lack of sex life.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I hope I won’t have that problem anytime soon.”
“I don’t think you will.” She slid her hand down and grasped his cock. “No, I think you’re going to have as much sex as you can handle today.”
“Is that so?”
“Oh, yeah. And don’t be shy about saying what you want.”
“I never am when I’m about to have sex with you.”
“Well, don’t hold back from telling me anything else, either. I think—Oh.”
Adam smiled at her response as he slipped his fingers inside her body. “I’ll take good care of you tonight. But maybe we should eat first. We never actually had dinner, you know.” Not that he cared at all right now. “A candlelit three-course meal with—”
“Just fuck me now.”
“Fine.” He’d known she’d like that idea as little as he did. “After I kiss you.”
“You can do both at the same—”
He cut her off by closing his lips over hers.
It was a long time before they got around to dinner.
The End
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