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Of course, her comment causes my eyes to dart down to her tits. What perfect cleavage she has. I want to ask her if I can taste her breasts later, but instead, I say, “Well, shouldn’t you be wearing it though?”
“Nah… I can go without it for a couple hours. I’ll just keep my arm still. Good thing I’m not left-handed.”
You can suck me off with no hands…
“Have you taken your NSAIDs today?”
She nods. “Yep. One this morning and I’ll take another before bed tonight.”
The server arrives and takes our orders, and we chat while drinking wine as we wait for our food.
I have got to find a better date to take her on. All we do is eat. As my mind wanders as to places to take her, our food arrives.
She digs in with her fork. “Oh, my God, this shrimp is so good. I miss seafood,” she says.
I chuckle. “There’s seafood in Colorado.”
She pauses her fork at her mouth. “It’s not really fresh. I mean, how can it be?”
“You have a point. I rarely eat seafood, but my cousin loves it. There’s a place off the highway that is supposedly the best. They fly it in on ice every couple of days.”
“Yeah, that’s the problem. Isn’t it frozen?” She eats her shrimp and steak, and her eyes roll back. “God, I miss the South. No way could I wear this outfit in Colorado without bringing a sweater for the cool nights.”
“It doesn’t get cool here at night in the summer?” I ask.
She laughs and takes a sip of wine. “No, it’s hot all night long.”
I lift an eyebrow. “Is that so? How hot?”
She sets her glass down and pierces me with an intense stare. “Very, very hot.”
Oh, my God. I want to tear that dress down the front and fuck her on this table.
What is happening to me?I lift my gin and tonic and down it in one gulp.
Seventeen
Quinn
I know I’m drunk. Or at least very buzzed because this is so out of character for me.
Lincoln fumbles with the key card and gets it in the door to his room. He’d run his hand up my bare thigh in the elevator, kissing and nibbling my neck as we rode up. I may have stroked his dick outside his pants as well, which had made my lace panties wet because that thing felt damn impressive.
We tumble into his hotel room, and he doesn’t bother turning on the lights. The room’s curtains are open and the twinkling lights of Dallas, combined with a big, fat moon, are all the illumination we need.
Lincoln pushes me onto the bed and I try not to wince at the pain in my shoulder. He crawls up the bed and I open my legs to accommodate his large size, shoving my dress up to my hips so I can spread wide. His mouth is on my neck again, and I use my good arm to loosen his tie. He breaks his connection on my throat so I can lift it off over his head and toss it behind him. Next, I unbutton his shirt as he slides the spaghetti strap down my shoulder and then yanks my dress down, and he moans when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. When his warm lips wrap around my nipple, I whimper in pleasure.
Once the shirt is all the way unbuttoned, I slide it off his shoulders and ignore the pain in mine at the action. I gaze at his bare chest and suppress a gasp at how beautiful he is. A light smattering of hair on his chest, broad, muscular shoulders, and abs I want to lick. That V that makes girls stupid disappears into the waistband of his pants.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he mutters as he takes turns deliciously assaulting my nipples, which are rock-hard and sensitive as hell.
I feel his erection between my legs and want him inside me. He lifts himself off me for a moment to pull my dress down my body and toss it away. I’m left in heels and black lace panties.
“Your body is breathtaking,” he says before running his mouth and tongue over my breasts once more, then down my stomach and to my panties. I’m wet and I want him so badly, but then I sort of seize up when he grips my panties between his teeth and tugs.
“Kiss me,” I say, putting my arm up to him.
He shakes his head. “No kissing.”
