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“I am incredibly attracted to you.” He continued. He knew he risked scaring her off, but could be nothing but honest. “I have wanted you since I saw you at Frank’s place.
“This may come as a surprise to you.. But you haven’t been subtle about it. You have made that pretty clear to me, Daniel” Emma said smiling.
“I know,” he said. “But I’m still trying to do the perfect first date pretend thing. And I’m being a gentleman”
Tension snapping between them, he leaned closer, keeping his voice low and intimate. Raking a hot glance over her, he admitted, “And a gentleman doesn’t come right out on a first date and tell a woman he wants to smother her beautiful nipples in sugar and then suck every bit of sweetness right out of her until she’s begging to be taken.”
Emma gasped, but he was too far gone. Both his mouth and his body, which was now rock-hard beneath the table.
“And it wouldn’t have been terribly polite of me to tell you I have been wondering all day what color panties you have on. Whether it is a thong, whether the curves of your ass are really as round and sweet as I think they are.
” Daniel ”
“Or that when I kissed you back in the car, all I could think of was how slim your waist was. How easily my hands would wrap around you . How amazing it would be to lift your legs over my shoulders, getting the best possible angle so I could plunge into you, hard, and fill you so completely you feel like you are gonna break in half.
“Holy shit,” someone said.
It wasn’t her. Sanity returned as he realized their waitress stood beside the table, wide-eyed, pink-cheeked. And all ears.
“Wow, hot stuff,” the waitress said “if she says no, you can have my number”.
The young woman appeared entirely serious. Which didn’t help things, judging by the way the woman sitting across from him narrowed her eyes and clenched her arms tightly around her chest. Small wonder he had verbally molested her in front of witnesses. Some gentleman.
“Jesus, Emma”
“We are finished” she snapped, almost launching herself to her feet. She threw a fistful of cash down on the table, ignoring the waitress, who still watched them, and not sparing Daniel another glance. She didn’t even wait for him, or look to see if he was following. Instead, without another word, she wove her way through the crowd toward the door, not looking left or right.
Oh, God, had he ever screwed this up.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled to the waitress.
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Daniel closed his eyes and shook his head, about as embarrassed as he had ever been in his life. Heaven help him if his sister or worse, his mother ever heard about this. His family took stuff like this seriously. Talk about not treating a lady right. He had blown it, starting with the sex talk that had been overheard, to the way she had stormed angrily out the door.
Great perfect first date, Daniel. He thought. Just great.
Wanting to crawl out of the place, he settled for a fast walk. He hit the front door with both palms and strode outside, half expecting to see Emma outside. But she wasn’t. She wasn’t even beside his car either. Obviously she had taken a cab home. He cursed as he got into his car and sped off.
He wondered what she would do to him this time. Damn… The woman had a temper. She would probably hit him. He thought. Not that he didn’t deserve it. He did. He just hoped he hadn’t screwed things up so bad. Why was he so concerned about that? He had no idea. It wasn’t like they were in a relationship. Didn’t matter if they were. He had acted like a jerk and he wanted to make it right. He cared about her. He was surprised by how much he cared. He hoped she would forgive him.
Her front door was still open when he got to her place. Apparently she just got home. He knocked but she didn’t reply. He called her name and still got no reply. She obviously didn’t want to see or talk to him. But he sure as hell wasn’t going to leave without seeing her and telling her just how sorry he was and so he walked in.
“Emma” he called. She wasn’t in the living room. He heard a sound from the bedroom. He had better leave now. A voice said in his head. But he ignored the voice. Moving towards the sound. Towards her bedroom.
He walked into her bedroom.
“Emma” he called.
Two hands bunched in the front of his shirt and pushed him. Daniel stumbled over his own feet until he was backed against the wall of her bedroom
“Emma… What the hell are you doing?” he asked
“Shut up”. Her eyes sparked and her breathing was choppy as she glared up at him. She looked ready to hit him.
Instead, she did something far more unexpected. She threw her arms around his neck, pressed that hot body of hers against his, and caught his mouth in a deep, hard kiss. His phone and car keys slipped from his hand. The woman surprised the hell out of him. Not that he had a problem with her reaction. Hell. He loved it.
She wasn’t angry. She was on fire.
For him.
One palm was flat against his chest; the other slid up to grip the back of his head. Her beautifully manicured nails scratched him. But he didn’t mind. She kissed the taste out of his mouth, thrusting her tongue against his wildly as she tangled her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.
Daniel instinctively dropped his hands, reaching for the round curves of the ass he had been admiring since they met. Cupping those curves, he savored the softness, squeezing her lightly. He was going to love holding her cheeks tightly when she was naked and on top of him. Plunging down onto him, over and over until he lost his mind and exploded inside her.
Tugging her up for a nicer fit, he rocked into her, letting her feel his throbbing erection, getting off at the pleasure of sex against sex, despite their clothes.
She whimpered, ground back, tilted her hips against him to bring her heat directly against the seam straining to hold back his cock. Groaning, running her hands frantically over his shoulders and chest now, she continued to play wildly in his mouth. Her soft lips molded to every millimeter of his, her tongue ravaged his as if she was hungry enough to devour him whole.
He bent his knees, hooked his arms under her butt and picked her up. Her hands drove through his hair, gripped his head and tilted it, then she thrust her small tongue into his mouth. He pushed away from the wall, turned and pinned her against it, holding her there with his body so his hands were free.
Finally, she drew away, gasping for breath, but not stopping. Oh, no, she merely moved her mouth to his neck, tasting the sweat he knew had gathered there, kissing her way frantically to the hollow of his throat, even biting lightly.
” I want you so much” she said
” I noticed”. He said smiling. “Don’t stop me, Emma. I don’t think I can stop” he whispered hoarsely as he tugged her ponytail holder off and ran his fingers through that thick, dark hair, spreading it across her shoulders. He tasted her soft earlobe, moving slowly down the long line of her delicate neck, nibbling lightly, savoring the unique flavors of skin and woman.
“Stopping you isn’t even a consideration” she said
Soon he was breathing down the front of her dress, his lips scraping the vulnerable skin just above the seam. Unable to resist, he nudged the fabric down enough to gain access, groaning when he saw a hint of her breasts rising above the edge of a hot pink bra. He had to go further. Running the tip of his tongue across that deep line of cleavage, he grabbed her hips when she started to sag.
“More Daniel”
He didn’t think, didn’t hesitate. She whimpered when he slid his hand inside the bra, cupping her, tugging the incredibly soft, warm mound free of its containment.
Then he could only look at her, wondering if he had ever seen a more beautiful woman, with her head thrown back, eyes wild, hair a tangled mass. Her lips were wet, her mouth open, and her full, gorgeous breast was topped by a puckered nipple that begged to be tasted.
“No sugar handy” he mumbled “but I know you’re sweet enough. Then he confirmed it, covering the taut tip with his mouth and sucking, quick, hard, not sure which of them was more shocked by the pleasure of it.