remembered it and I never do.
“Oh how I wish we were in the same car.” He muttered with a mischievous grin.
“The car got us into trouble last time.”
“Getting into trouble with you was definitely a highlight of a day filled with highlights.”
“Thanks for dinner. The food was good. Everything was perfect.”
“Your welcome. Everything is perfect.” He agreed. Now he was repeating my words. Why are we being so nice to each other? Clearly he wants me just as bad as I want him.
Bash stood and walked over to me. He presented his hand for me to take. I took it and stood. I longed to touch him. He pulled my chair back with his other hand. Damn, he was so tall. My inner thoughts leaked out before I could stop them.
“You are so tall.”
He chuckled. “I’m six four.”
I looked up at him. “Yes.” Lord you sure are.
He chuckled again. “How tall are you without heels?”
“I’m five seven.”
“If you ever want to climb me or my beanstalk, you just let me know.” He winked then he gazed into my core. He ran his fingertips down my spine. Oh my.
“I will let you know.” We flirted with each other so randomly it was almost its own language.
Bash led me out of the restaurant. The night air felt good. It wasn’t as hot and humid this late. Bash walked me to my car.
My nerves took over because my car was where the hanky-panky went down earlier in the day. I opened the driver’s door and tossed my purse across to the passenger seat. I turned to see Bash’s eyes trained on my ass. Men really like my ass and I’m not sure why. It’s not too big or too small. It just fits with my body. Maybe he’s an ass man. It’s hard to tell. He showed my breast a lot of attention earlier.
“I had a really good time tonight.” He was smiling down at me when I looked up to say goodnight.
“I did too.”
“So I will see you tomorrow.” His dimples embraced me, locked me and held me oh so tight.
I really wanted to ride this man’s dick. I was so ashamed that I felt this way. But dammit I did.
He took both my hands at the wrists and pulled them in front of me, of us. “You are so sexy. I’m afraid to kiss you.”
Liar. “Why?” I asked coyly.
“I’m afraid of you. I remember the kisses we shared earlier today.”
“I remember them too.” I held his hands in my hands and swung them between us.
“Just one goodnight kiss and I will see you in the morning.” He announced.
“Yes just one.” I hunched still holding his hands. “Or maybe two.” I pulled him closer to me. He stumbled forward like he had too much to drink when I knew that wasn’t true.
“Maybe two.” His eyebrows inched closer to his hairline. He threw his head back and gave me a throaty laugh. “Are you going to let go of my hands?”
“No way Mister Vandervol. I’m going to keep your hands where I can see them.”
“That’s fair.” He grinned like he was shy. Like he wouldn’t bend me over his knee. Like he hadn’t manhandled my neck and pushed his tongue deep into my mouth.
I was thinking of something clever to say when he latched onto my lips with his mouth. He whipped his hands out of my grip and snaked his muscular arms around my waist. He pressed my waist into him. His tongue took my mouth hostage. Oh my. My legs were wake. If he decides to let me go I would plummet to the concrete.
Oh my. His kisses were so hungry, so needy, so damn powerful. Who kisses like this? My hands found the back of his head and I tried to push myself deeper inside his mouth.
His hands reached down and grabbed a huge chunk of my ass. He almost lifted me off my feet. I think he stopped himself. Nooooooo!!! Keep on going. Please.
Bash delicately let go of my lips so we both could breathe. He grabbed my wrist real tight. He straight cuffed me. He looked down at me like a man that was going to rip my clothes off my body.
Bash swallowed hard. His jaw clenched.
“I, I will see you in the morning at nine-thirty. Text me your
“Oh how I wish we were in the same car.” He muttered with a mischievous grin.
“The car got us into trouble last time.”
“Getting into trouble with you was definitely a highlight of a day filled with highlights.”
“Thanks for dinner. The food was good. Everything was perfect.”
“Your welcome. Everything is perfect.” He agreed. Now he was repeating my words. Why are we being so nice to each other? Clearly he wants me just as bad as I want him.
Bash stood and walked over to me. He presented his hand for me to take. I took it and stood. I longed to touch him. He pulled my chair back with his other hand. Damn, he was so tall. My inner thoughts leaked out before I could stop them.
“You are so tall.”
He chuckled. “I’m six four.”
I looked up at him. “Yes.” Lord you sure are.
He chuckled again. “How tall are you without heels?”
“I’m five seven.”
“If you ever want to climb me or my beanstalk, you just let me know.” He winked then he gazed into my core. He ran his fingertips down my spine. Oh my.
“I will let you know.” We flirted with each other so randomly it was almost its own language.
Bash led me out of the restaurant. The night air felt good. It wasn’t as hot and humid this late. Bash walked me to my car.
My nerves took over because my car was where the hanky-panky went down earlier in the day. I opened the driver’s door and tossed my purse across to the passenger seat. I turned to see Bash’s eyes trained on my ass. Men really like my ass and I’m not sure why. It’s not too big or too small. It just fits with my body. Maybe he’s an ass man. It’s hard to tell. He showed my breast a lot of attention earlier.
“I had a really good time tonight.” He was smiling down at me when I looked up to say goodnight.
“I did too.”
“So I will see you tomorrow.” His dimples embraced me, locked me and held me oh so tight.
I really wanted to ride this man’s dick. I was so ashamed that I felt this way. But dammit I did.
He took both my hands at the wrists and pulled them in front of me, of us. “You are so sexy. I’m afraid to kiss you.”
Liar. “Why?” I asked coyly.
“I’m afraid of you. I remember the kisses we shared earlier today.”
“I remember them too.” I held his hands in my hands and swung them between us.
“Just one goodnight kiss and I will see you in the morning.” He announced.
“Yes just one.” I hunched still holding his hands. “Or maybe two.” I pulled him closer to me. He stumbled forward like he had too much to drink when I knew that wasn’t true.
“Maybe two.” His eyebrows inched closer to his hairline. He threw his head back and gave me a throaty laugh. “Are you going to let go of my hands?”
“No way Mister Vandervol. I’m going to keep your hands where I can see them.”
“That’s fair.” He grinned like he was shy. Like he wouldn’t bend me over his knee. Like he hadn’t manhandled my neck and pushed his tongue deep into my mouth.
I was thinking of something clever to say when he latched onto my lips with his mouth. He whipped his hands out of my grip and snaked his muscular arms around my waist. He pressed my waist into him. His tongue took my mouth hostage. Oh my. My legs were wake. If he decides to let me go I would plummet to the concrete.
Oh my. His kisses were so hungry, so needy, so damn powerful. Who kisses like this? My hands found the back of his head and I tried to push myself deeper inside his mouth.
His hands reached down and grabbed a huge chunk of my ass. He almost lifted me off my feet. I think he stopped himself. Nooooooo!!! Keep on going. Please.
Bash delicately let go of my lips so we both could breathe. He grabbed my wrist real tight. He straight cuffed me. He looked down at me like a man that was going to rip my clothes off my body.
Bash swallowed hard. His jaw clenched.
“I, I will see you in the morning at nine-thirty. Text me your
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