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“I just wanted a ride.”
“I haven’t given you a ride yet, honey.”
Cheeks burning hotter than a summer sidewalk in Savannah, Valerie shifted her weight and tried to keep her expression neutral.
The thing she really liked about her vibrator was that it didn’t say things like that and make her feel like a naïve virgin when she was anything but.
The man was unsettling, and she’d bet money he reveled in that.
He rooted a bottle opener out of one of the drawers and drilled it into the cork. “No slick comeback? I’m disappointed.”
“I’m all out of them.” She dragged her tongue across dry lips and let her gaze track down Tim’s long body.
He was delicious. Big hands, lean waist, killer calves, nice ass with some meat for her to dig her fingers into. He could probably fuck her into subspace and maybe even into worlds beyond.
And nobody else has to know.
“There’s cheese in the fridge.” His deep voice rattled her out of her mental downward spiral. “Crackers are in one of these cupboards. I usually don’t keep much stocked here unless I’ve got a trip planned. I usually keep this thing parked at my house, but I moved it yesterday because my dock is being repaired.”
“Where’s your house?”
“East bank of the river between Edenton and Rocky Hock.”
“Why don’t you park in Edenton?”
He bobbed both eyebrows in aDo I really need to tell you?sort of way and poured the wine.
She sighed. “Let me guess. You have more than one boat, and you have one there.”
“Occupational hazard. I’ll try to sell a couple one of these days.”
In the fridge, she found the cheese he mentioned along with some peaches that didn’t look too old and a length of salami.
“Ilovesalami.” No sooner had the words fallen out of her mouth did she pull herself upright and point at the smirking asshole. “Don’t say anything.”
“You keep setting yourself up for it. Freud would probably have a field day with you.”
“If I only had sex on the brain, perhaps that would be the case. I am legitimately, andonly, thinking of food right now.”
“Looking forward to that morning-after breakfast? I make a mean omelet.” He crooked his thumb toward the stairs that led to the deck. “You want me to run to the superstore for eggs real quick?”
“I have no intentions of waking up next to you.”
“How about on top of me?”
“You just don’t quit, do you?”
“I figured I might as well be upfront. Eventually, the lasciviousness will taper off some and you’ll know what I’m thinking just from looking at me.”
Probably. She was easily trainable. More than one dom in the past had told her as much. She attributed her ease with submission to being exceedingly observant and having a good memory. Just because she was good at things didn’t mean she had to practice them, but Tim almost made her want to go running back to into the open arms of Fetish.
Now she wanted to know whathisfetish was. She couldn’t even begin to guess.
He handed her a full wine glass and moved to the padded bench beneath the window and behind the table. He draped his forearms over his knees, eying her. “I’m not so hard to read. You’ll know exactly what I want just from the way I shift my gaze. From the way I smile.”
She took a long sip of wine and considered that smile he was talking about. Half a smile, really. Just the slightest pull of one corner of his lips, and it said almost as much as his filthy tongue did. That smile said, “Come sit here,” and like hell if she didn’t find her feet moving toward him.
Valerie set her glass on the counter and left the food behind.
