AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I want all of him.
I want his tongue on my neck and his fingers between my legs. I want him rubbing his hands on my body and touching me and making me come alive completely. I want him to play with me, to bring me to the edge of ecstasy, and then I want to climb on him and ride him until we both come together.
I want a lot of things.
Apparently, I’m a greedy tiger.
Something tells me he’s not really going to mind. Maybe it’s because I can scent is arousal or maybe it’s because I’m tired of waiting around for life to happen to me. I’m ready to make life happen. I’m ready to grab the world by the balls and just go.
For a long minute, Matthew looks at me, considering. I wonder what’s running through that pretty head of his, and maybe I should ask, but I’m scared to speak. Anything I say could break the spell that we’re under right now and I really, really don’t want to do that. No, what I want is to keep this magic between us.
What I want is for everything to be okay.
I want better than okay.
Hell, I want magical.
Without a word, he reaches for my cheek. He touches me, stroking my skin softly, and then he kisses my forehead. This time, it doesn’t feel like a goodbye kiss. This time, it doesn’t seem like he’s turning me down or like he’s going to peace out or like anything bad is going to happen at all.
Nope.
This time, it feels like he’s giving me a promise.
I just don’t know what it is yet.
When the bartender walks by, he gets her attention and hands her a card.
“I’m paying for both of us,” he says, and she chuckles and takes his card. She turns and starts processing his payment. The entire time, we’re just busy looking at each other. I wonder if he’s feeling all of the little tingles and bursts of excitement that I’m feeling.
Is he feeling tingly?
Excited?
Wild?
Is he feeling that anything could happen between the two of us?
The check comes and he signs the receipt, leaves a generous tip, and takes me by the hand. He starts to lead me out of the bar. I risk a glance over my shoulder and the bartender is watching us with a big smile. She holds up her hands in a double thumbs-up and I can alm
ost hear her wishing us good luck.
It’s kind of nice, actually.
It’s kind of nice to know that someone is rooting for me.
We get outside and he turns to me.
“I’ve been drinking,” he says.
“I didn’t have my drink,” I tell him.
“What?” He cocks his head. “But she brought you a drink.”
I chuckle. “You drank it, love.”
He smiles and shakes his head. “I’m not going to lie, Cassidy. I’ve got a great buzz going.”
“Then why didn’t you kiss me inside the bar?”
