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Dani
I’m reeling with—what just happened?—when he picks me up and whips me across the shop and up the stairs. They’re pretty steep, but he scales them fast.
“You okay?” he asks when we reach the top.
“Yeah,” I murmur. I’m not sure how I am, confused and overwhelmed is how it seems.
I’m struggling to come to terms with what went down on my flower counter. Neal isn’t my boyfriend or someone I’m that close to. He’s the guy who wants to take Bouquets from me. Considering that fact, how can I want him and love what he did so much? I’m replaying it over and over in my mind—his head between my legs—his eyes on me as I came.Wow,that was so dirty and hot. A shiver of lust and desire runs the length of me, settling in my core. I clench so tightly it aches. If he did it again, I’d be just as willing.
A fleeting image of my gran’s face passes through my mind.
Why now?
Am I betraying her somehow? Is that why I’m thinking of her?
No… stop it.Don’t…
All that’s happening is a strong case of physical attraction, nothing more, nothing less. Base instinct. Mutual need. I’m a grown woman and I need sex. And with a guy, not on my own.
I’m not feeling guilty about this.
I’m carried into the bedroom and laid on the bed, Neal kicking off his shoes, shrugging off his shirt and everything else, and finally joining me, lying at my side.
I slide my gaze down his body. He’s totally gorgeous. Every part the male god.
“Well... this is nice,” he murmurs, hooking his leg over mine.
I smile up at him. “Very nice.”
He drops a tongue-twisting kiss on my lips. I can taste myself on him, and it really turns me on. I scoot closer, and we wrap legs tightly. I’m very aware of his hard cock nestling against my hip bone. Tentatively, I reach down to touch him while we kiss.
My finger brushes the silky head before I grip it in my palm. My excitement soars as he groans while I pump, slowly up and down.
“Want some music to go with?” I ask in what I hope is a seductive tone.
“Sure, if you do.”
Music sets the mood, and I want the mood to be perfect.
“Alexa, play my soft playlist, volume two.”
Subtle music wafts around us like a sensual cloud.
“I need you naked. Turn over,” he says.
He finishes unzipping and removing my dress, sliding it off.
I giggle as he places a kiss and a nip of teeth on my bare backside.
He groans. “Nowthat—is a peach.”
I love the compliment, but bite my lip as anxiety creeps in. I’m rolled back again and face him with a flush to my cheeks. I’m completely naked and feeling a bit vulnerable and exposed. But he seems to sense it and cups the side of my face. “You still okay with this, sweetheart? We don’t have to have full sex if you’re not ready. Whateveryouwanna do is cool.”
His fingertip traces down my neck, lower, to rim the circle of my nipple, and I shiver with desire. “I’m okay with it, Neal,” I offer, sounding a little terse.
“Thought I ought to ask.”
“That’s very sweet of you.” Now that it’s the big moment, I’m feeling a welling sense of nervousness.
