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He looked delighted by that.
“And honestly, it’s comforting, ‘cos I thought I was a mess, you know?”
“Woah, and I’m messier?”
“Well… I just ended a relationship, so it’s not really the same thing.”
“You’re right. It’s not. It’s worse.”
“Worse? Anytime you remember your first kiss, you think of your dad.” Shit. What did I just say?
Surprisingly, he laughed. “Damn, you’re feisty. Okay, can I show you something?”
“Something?”
“Yeah, outside of here.”
“Should I really be following you out of here? You’re still pretty much a stranger.”
“I think I’m more than that.”
“Oh. Wow. But, we just got our coffees…”
“It will be worth it,” he promised. “Plus, is that latte actually good?”
I shook my head and snickered. “No, but I was going to finish it to be nice.”
“Well, no need to be nice. We all know. But everyone’s either too lazy to start a rival coffee shop, or already accustomed to the weird taste.”
“I couldn’t even taste the sugar.” We giggled as we headed outside.
We didn’t get into the car; he said what he wanted to show me was in a walking distance, and before I knew it, we were actually there. It was a wall of resplendent graffiti. There had been a pair of angel wings spray painted on it, and around, people had come around to write their names on the wall.
“This wall has been here for the past twenty years,” he said. “There’s my mum’s name, Toni, and my step-dad’s, Salvatore. They’d sketched their names on this wall after their first date. My mum brought him here, and they just… you know…”
“I thought this was not a date.”
“Well, we can call it whatever we want.”
“So, it is a date?”
He brushed through his hair again. “Is that whatyouwant to call it?” He had such a youthful aura; so charming, yet spiriting. I really wanted him to wrap his arms around me and kiss me just then. I couldn’t wait. I didn’t know what he was waiting for. The lights were dim, but sparkly. The air was chilly, yet summery. And his smile was just a lush ecstasy. Really, it was just everything perfect with the weather, just everything I needed.
“What if I want to call it a date?”
“Then, I’d do this.” And, he stepped to me and locked his lips with mine. Oh, I could taste every inch of him; the salty, the tasty. I was going to savor every bit of this, because it felt just right. Maybe I needed a little romance in my life.
I led him to my place and at the door he was already kissing my neck, trailing down my chest, my breasts, my stomach. I didn’t know this was what he wanted first, but I was super down for it. Before I could gasp anymore, his mouth had reached between my legs, and his tongue was working its way around in slow, steady circles. Never had I ever been so swiftly reduced to breaths and moans. The emotions ran deep within me, and from how enthusiastic he was to have all of me in his mouth, they ran through him, too. I was more aroused than I’d ever been before, and I was a twenty-six year old wanderer who’d spent most of her life, gallivanting, having flippant sex.
He caressed my back with his fingers as he dug in with his mouth. Then, he began to kiss me everywhere, and up to my lips again. “I want you,” he said, almost out of breath. Then, suddenly, he began to make his way down again, soothingly, sensuously, and I just kept on moaning pleasurably.
My back arched the instant he hit the deep spot. I didn’t know when the howl escaped my mouth, as I hurled my purse to the ground, and gouged fiercely into my bedsheets with my nails. My brain was in a fuzzy fluster, struggling to psychoanalyze every damn second, to salvage every bit of it, to fold it in the crevices of my heart. This was heaven, and at that, it was a kind I had not been exposed too. If anyone had told me a guy who drove the kind of car and first impression as Holden could make me feel this good, I wouldn’t have believed it. But, he was full of surprises, and he just kept delivering them, warming my insides, making my mind squeal.
ChapterSix
There was something genuinely warming about waking up in Holden’s arms, and snuggled calmly on his chest, even with how it heaved roughly. I just stared at his face; listened to his gentle snores that sounded like unsung melodies at the moment. If I was feeling this way already, then this was way more than a one-night stand. But what did I want it to be? Honestly, I was not so sure yet, but I had to go to work.
I raced to the bathroom and got cleaned up, afterwards, I slipped into my palazzos. He only woke up when I was wearing my sequin chiffon top, a gift I’d gotten from a relative of my father’s we do not talk to anymore. He looked innocent, even with the smug look on his face, like he was not the one who spent an ungodly hour pleasuring me with his tongue, plunging sensuous moans from the depths of a longing that dwelled within me.
