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I looked up, feeling like a deer in headlights. He smiled slightly, the corner of his mouth turned up in a sensual smirk. Like maybe he would eat me whole and I would enjoy every second of it.
The air between us went deliciously tense. He leaned back, clearly forgetting about his question as his eyes fell. Skimming over the draping front of my dress, over the soft rise of my cleavage, and back up to linger on my mouth.
“I’m here alone,” I said.
Where had that come from? I swallowed, throat dry, and wished silently I could take it back. I set my empty glass down and the waiter replaced it in a flash, but I didn’t reach for it. Maybe I wanted to be sober…maybe I wanted to see where he would take this.
A trickle of shame moved through my chest.
I pushed it away and focused on the stunning man sitting across from me. His throat bobbed and he lifted his glass to his lips, black eyes fixed to my face.
“Would you like to keep being alone?” His voice was husky, deep in his chest. “Or should I keep you company?”
“Company?” I whispered.
“You look like you’re overthinking this,” he murmured. “If you’re lonely, I can keep your mind occupied. Maybe the rest of you too.”
I opened my mouth, choked on my words, and cleared my throat.
“Maybe,” I managed.
He sat back, but those eyes burned into me like live coals.
“I booked this resort last minute,” he said. “The only room left was the honeymoon suite.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “I’ll bet it’s nice.”
“There’s a lot of space,” he said. “The bed is huge, looks out over the ocean. I’m only here for the night…it would be a pity to waste all that space when I could share it with a beautiful woman.”
“Just any beautiful woman?” I whispered.
The gaze he dragged over my body felt like being undressed.
“No, specifically the most beautiful girl in this room,” he said.
My heart hammered, but I ignored it. There was no way I was going to admit to this man, this gorgeous man, that I was a virgin and the furthest I’d gone was oral.
Correction…that I’d only evergivenoral before. My ex-boyfriend had never offered to go down on me and I’d never had the courage to ask. Especially not after the guilt that followed blowing him.
The murmur of voices around us faded until there was nothing but those beautiful eyes on my face. Like a velvet dark sky without a single star. I took a quick breath, realizing that if I let myself, I could sink into those eyes like deep water. I could drown in him.
“You’re beautiful,” he said smoothly.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
His gaze flicked lower. “You have a lovely mouth.”
“I get lip injections,” I said, before I could stop myself. “I mean, not that often, but sometimes I do.”
He shrugged once. “Injections or not, I don’t give a fuck, just take the compliment, princess.”
Princess.The word broke down my last bit of flimsy resistance and I decided right then I was going to do something with him. Not sex, I wasn’t ready for that, but we were going to go somewhere and I’d let him at least put his fingers between my thighs. Or take my top off and put that sensual mouth on my breasts, flick his tongue over my nipples. Suck on them…maybe work his fingers down below while he did.
Heat gathered in my lower belly, centering between my thighs. The thin, lace panties over my pussy felt damp and I could feel a slight throb in my clit. I shifted, my lids flickering as my thong pressed against my most sensitive point.
He saw the movement and he looked hungry. Like he’d been starving for weeks and I was his favorite meal.
“What are you going to do with all that space in your suite?” I asked softly.
