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It’s so unusual for me to act this way. I’ve always been a goal-oriented person, even when I dated Ben. While I thought about him, it wasn’t the “can’t get you off my mind” that I experience with Max.
“So, will shorts and a t-shirt work for our date tonight?” I tap my nail against my face as I study him.
He turns to me with a laugh, his eyes scanning down my body, then back to my face. “Sure, that will work.” He puts on his turn signal, turning onto the road that leads to my apartment.
“What about shoes?”
Damn, the man’s face has a smile on it, but I’m not reading anything else.
“It’s probably better if you wear some, though I don’t mind you barefoot.” His smile is devilish, as though he knows what I’m trying to do.
Releasing a long sigh, I narrow my eyes at him. “You are making this difficult, not giving me any clues.” I tap my finger against my chin, studying him. Finally, I just come right out and ask, “If I list places that I don’t think you are taking me, will you tell me if I’m right?” I shift in my seat so that I’m facing him, pulling my leg up in the seat.
He pulls into a parking space near my apartment, cutting the engine. He pretends to consider my request, then removes his seat belt. “Nope.”
I blow out a frustrated breath. “Do you plan on telling me your middle name when we go for dinner tonight?”
“Not unless you can guess where I’m taking you before we leave your parking lot.” He opens his door, hopping out.
Damn it. He’s good.But I’ll keep working on him until he caves.
Unlatching my seat belt, I grab my backpack as he opens the door. He takes it from me, slinging it over his shoulders, then holds out a hand to me.
“You know I can carry that, right?” I slide out of his vehicle, my sandals touching the blacktop of the parking lot.
“Yeah, I’ve seen you carrying it all day.” He chuckles at my expression.
“I was being a smart-ass.” I grin at him, shaking my head.
“I know.” He holds my hand, swinging it between us as he walks me to my door. I dig out my key, unlocking and opening the door, then gesture for him to go ahead of me.
He stands on my front porch, staring at me with an indecipherable expression since his sunglasses still cover his eyes.
I sigh and step through my door. His smile is wide as he steps in behind me, closing and locking the door.
Electricity crackles between us as I spin around, facing him. I’m thinking the most inappropriate thoughts, and they all deal with peeling off his clothing.He has to go to work, Irelynn. Behave yourself.
Clearing my throat, I try to distract myself from my thoughts by being a good host. “Do you want something to drink? Or anything to eat?”
He pulls his sunglasses down his face slowly, taking them off. The look in his eyes is heavy with desire. His tone is low and so damned seductive. “Nothing to drink. And there’s only one thing I want to eat, and she’s standing in front of me.” His grin is wolfish.
Shit. His words are dirty and so damned hot.
My body presses against his, my arms winding around his waist. The heat building between us is enough to light this damn building on fire. His hands go to the fall of my hair and our lips crash together in an intoxicating, desperate kiss. His hands wander down my back and move to my ass as mine dip beneath his t-shirt, rubbing over the hard muscular ridges and planes of his back.
I moan as Max wraps a fist around my curls, giving them a firm tug that exposes my neck to him. He pulls away from my lips, his mouth and tongue traveling down my throat. My spine arches, pushing my stomach against the hardness in his jeans.
Fuck, that feels amazing.
“Damn, baby,” he whispers against my skin, goosebumps rising over my skin. “You smell amazing.” His lips suck at my neck, shivers of pleasure winding through my lower belly. The sensations running through my body are like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I tilt my head to give him more access to my neck.
Clinging to him, whimpers leave my mouth as Max’s lips travel down my collarbone to the swell of my breasts above my cami. My hand lowers, reaching between us, rubbing his very impressive erection through his jeans. His resulting groan rumbles against my skin, making me shiver, as he buries his face in my cleavage.
He lifts his head, eyes burning from the fire coursing through his veins. “We need to move away from your door.”
I don’t let go of his erection as I start backing through the living room. He half laughs and half groans as I lead him to my bedroom.
We stand about a foot away from my bed as his lips crash against mine, and I continue stroking him through his jeans. When Max’s large hand moves under my cami and beneath my bra, his thumb brushing back and forth over my nipples, my knees buckle. His other arm tightens around my back, holding me up.
