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The questions are in my corner now as she inspects the dessert menu.
“When was your last relationship, Raelyn?”
Her gaze drifts from the menu to my face. “Eight months ago.”
I wait for more, but her eyes wander back to the feast of treats. Clearing my throat, I go on. “Tell me about him.”
She sets the menu down. “Why?”
Because I’m a nosy bastard who wants to know every detail about the man who let her get away.
“I’m curious,” I answer honestly.
She studies me for a moment. “Do things like that matter to you?”
“Things like what?” I play the dumb card. It’s not a move I make often, but I want to see if she’s the least bit interested in my past.
Running her fingertip around the rim of the wineglass in front of her, she shrugs. “How many? What were they like? Did any of them kiss better than you?”
Since we’re heading down this path, I want answers to all of the questions. “How many lovers have you had?”
Coyly dipping her chin, she smiles. “Enough.”
“Enough?” I chuckle.
“Enough to know whether a man is good or bad in bed.”
My brows rise because I’m genuinely surprised by the answer. “Fair enough. Am I right to assume that I’m not going to get a straight answer about what they were like?”
“You’re correct.” She leans back in her chair.
Every move she makes is as sensual as it is graceful. She has to be a dream in bed.
“The kiss.” I slide a finger over my bottom lip. “How was the kiss today?”
“Our kiss?” she asks with a soft laugh.
She’s teasing me, or some other lucky bastard had a taste of her lips today. If that’s true, I’ll run him out of town by the end of tonight.
“It was perfection,” she purrs. “All of our kisses today were a dream.”
“Tonight they’ll be better.”
“I don’t think that’s even possible.” She drags her top teeth over her bottom lip. “How can it be better?”
I lean across the table. Lowering my voice, I stare into her eyes. “Because I’ll be kissing you in all the places I’ve been craving to taste.”***I had to sit still through dessert while Raelyn ate a piece of cheesecake as if it was the sweetest thing ever to touch her tongue.
Even with my linen napkin in my lap, I was sure the server would notice I was hard as nails. He gave me a smirk before he turned back around to glance at Raelyn.
Who the fuck can blame him? She’s every man’s dream.
“Are you going to ask me to spend the night with you?” she questions.
I level my gaze on her face. “Is that a real question?”
A laugh bubbles out of her. “Yes.”
“If I ask, will you say yes?”
“Ask and find out.” She sips the last of the wine in her glass.
I reach for her hand and cradle it in mine. “If you feel comfortable spending the night with me, I’d be the happiest man alive, but if you’re not, I’ll settle for an hour or two of kissing in my hot studio. Clothing optional, of course.”
“Let’s start with kissing.”
I’m game for anything that involves my mouth on her body. “Are you ready to leave?”
She drags her fingertip over her bottom lip. “I think I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”Chapter 20RaelynWe’re locked in a heated embrace the moment the door to his studio closes. I wind my fingers through Calder’s hair as he tenderly cradles me in his arms.
He groans into our kiss. “Jesus, woman, you can kiss.”
I smile at that. I like that he’s satisfied with just kissing me for now. I want more. I know he does too. I can feel his erection pressing against me.
I know he’s large. I sense it when he rocks against me. Part of me wants nothing more than to drop to my knees, unzip his pants, and take him in my mouth.
He inches me toward the wall until my back rests against it.
I moan. “I want to.”
He stops mid-kiss. Drawing back, he searches my eyes with his. “You want to what?”
“Touch more of you,” I answer breathlessly.
His suit jacket and shirt are on the floor before I can register a thought. His hands drop to his pants. The belt leaves the loops with a sharp hissing sound. When his fingers reach the button of his pants, he gazes into my eyes. “Tell me when to stop.”
I don’t say anything.
His pants hit the floor, along with his shoes and socks leaving him in only a pair of black boxer briefs.
I’m not ashamed to stare. I want this man. I want to touch every part of him.
Before Calder can say a word, I slide my coat from my shoulders. My dress follows, falling into a puddle of black silk at my feet.
I feel his gaze burning a path over my body.
