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“Your picture didn’t do you justice. You are so gorgeous my cock aches to strip you bare.”
His blue eyes are glowing, his graphic words should offend me. I’ve never liked it when a man talked dirty, and have no idea how to myself. I should run back up to the condo like the devil is chasing me. Yet, my whole body tightens in anticipation of the promise in his eyes and I slip into the car.
The driver in the front seat nods at me.
Grant gets into the car as I put my seatbelt on. As roomy as the car is it feels smaller when he gets inside. He stares at me. “I don’t want to eat dinner. I want to eat you.”
I gasp at his words, his hungry intent. My body responds faster than I do, liquid heat pooling low inside me. I’m stunned at my response, at how badly I want the same thing. No man has made me this needy this fast, with only a few minutes of intense eye fucking and a few words.
While I knew the evening would likely end this way that would come after I knew more about him. Shouldn’t it have taken knowing more about him to be this attracted to him, I wonder. Fighting to clear my head, I laugh weakly. “I’m not on the menu, yet. This isn’t the way I thought we were going to get know each other. Can’t we please go to dinner first?”
His eyes are everywhere on me, they darken as they meet mine. “I’m only hungry for you. Your pussy is wet for me, you want me just as badly as I want you. Why waste time in a restaurant when we’ll learn each other much better in bed?”
I open my mouth, needing to argue with him. Before I can say a word he cups me there, no. How dare he touch me as if he already owned me? Except he does own me because my hips rock into his touch, begging for more. His hand is so big, so hot. I want it everywhere. Even as I moan at what he is doing to me I’m angry, at him, and myself.
My hand goes up to his chest, god he’s so hard as his muscles flex beneath my touch. It’s supposed to push him away only my finds its way up to his neck, pulling him down to me. “You bastard.” I whisper as a thick finger slips inside me, dying in embarrassment for him to find me wet. I plead, with my last breath. “Not this, not so soon.”
“I’m the bastard you are so wet for your panties are soaked. I’m the bastard who made those beautiful grey eyes of yours turn to liquid silver.” His mouth is at my ear, his teeth nip at the soft fleshy skin and my body clenches in needy response. Every hot breath in my ear vibrates through me leaving me panting. “Are you really going to make us both sit through dinner?”
There’s a noise from the driver, oh my god. I jump, my eyes on the driver. My face is hot in shame as I feebly push him away. To my surprise he moves easily, he’s not happy though, and it shows. He looks at the driver as if he wants to make the man disappear then back to me.
I watch as he sucks his middle finger into his mouth. “Sweet, so sweet. I can’t wait.” Turning his attention back to the driver. “What are we doing just sitting here?”
“Sir, we arrived a few moments ago. You appeared to not want to be interrupted.”
Oh god, kill me now is all I can think as I fumble out of the car. My knees are wobbly as I fight to stand. Suddenly, Grant is there, his hands go to my waist pulling me up against him. “Don’t worry about him. I’ll get another driver to take us home, you’ll never see him again.”
Completely freaked out by how badly I want to cling to this man and not let go, I try to pull away. Grant doesn’t let me go. “How could you do that? Do you normally talk dirty and grab women by the, by the—”
He laughs at my attempt to say it. “Pussy? Well, I’m no president. I have to say, no. I normally don’t.”
“Why me? Is it because I used to be a hooker—because I’m—”
My words are swallowed by his mouth on mine. Those soft lips of his feel hard as they burn into my skin. His velvet tongue invades, claiming every inch as his. He tastes of mint, of black cherries, and desire. Then it’s over, leaving me clinging to him again to stay standing.
“I did it because you wanted me to.” He laughs at my outrage. “I did it because I could smell the wet heat of your pussy and it was making me fucking nuts. This is all your fault. I’ve never taken one look at a woman and wanted to fuck her until neither one of us could stand. I’ve never met a woman who looked at me the same damned way.”
He looks annoyed at his admission, which is how I know it’s true. “Oh.”
Shaking his head, he smiles. “Oh,” He mimics me. “I generally don’t refuse an invitation as appealing as your body is giving me. But if you want to do the song and dance of dinner, fine.”
“Please, this is all a little overwhelming.” I beg.
With a look of surprise he studies me, before nodding slowly. “Okay, dinner.” His hand at my lower back, he steers me up toward the restaurant across the street. “I’ve heard good things about this restaurant. I’m looking forward to trying it out.”
“I’m pretty easy to please. As long as they care more about the food than being edgy and Avant Garde. I would be happy with spaghetti and meatballs.” I laugh self-consciously as he keeps staring at me.
His blue eyes glow. “You have the sweetest laugh I have ever heard.” His sincerity is clear, and I blush. With a shake of his head, he chuckles. “I don’t know about the edgy thing. I’ve never been here. I don’t eat out much.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I prefer staying home over going out. I wear the suits, but I prefer jeans and tee shirts. My housekeeper is a fantastic cook. I’m content with her cooking.”
“I like trying new and different foods, but I’m happy to not wear the heels and spending time getting ready.”
As we step inside, the host is smiling in welcome and we are led to a corner booth. My sweaty palms make it difficult not to fumble with the menu. With my stomach in knots, the last thing I’m thinking about is food.
The waitress is smiling at Grant like she won the lottery. I want to smack her face. I’ve never been jealous in my life, yet I feel it, hot and p
