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Peanut manages to push his snout into my ass at the last minute, and I sigh heavily as I get in the car and close the door.

“They’re going to get run over,” I tell him when we’re finally in the car and he turns it on.

“Nah, they’re smart. They’ll move as soon as the car gets started.”

I roll my eyes at that, pulling the towel off from around my waist and tossing it into the back seat.

Tomas’s eyes drift to my tight black pants, my belt, and then up to my sheer top hidden by a dark purple cardigan.

“I didn’t want to go crazy with the nips,” I say, pulling my sweater down and letting him take a peek. “Wasn’t sure where we were going and didn’t want to cause a scene.”

“Looks good,” he says with a swallow and then places his hand behind me on the seat and backs out of the driveway. I can feel the heat of him even though he’s not touching me. And just like he says, as soon as the car starts to move, the dogs move out of the way and back to the house.

“You look good too,” I say, finding my voice. “Really damn hot. My dick is very approving.”

Tomas quickly glances down at my crotch before staring at the road once more. His cheeks flush, and I wonder for a moment if he’s having second thoughts about this. This is a date with a man after all.

And this is one of the main reasons I never wanted to date a questioning man. Because I’m riddled with doubts about us, about me. That’s just so not me. I don’t do that. I am proud of who I am, damn it.

Tomas shifts in his seat, and I see the bulge in his jeans and my mouth goes dry. Well, maybe my insecurities were misplaced. It seems he likes what he sees. It was apparent he liked what we did last night too. I mean, who doesn’t love a throaty blowjob?

But it was more than that…

When have I ever thought this way about sex before? I’m not sure I ever have, but last night felt different. I can’t put my finger on it, but things with Tomas are just not what I expected.

“How are we gonna make it through this date?” I ask, my cock growing harder now that I’ve seen the outline of his through his pants. I want to do nothing more than to kiss him, to kiss his cock, to come in my pants.

Tomas doesn’t say anything, his hands tightening on the steering wheel. And I smile because he’s not unaffected. No, my man is all geared up and ready for me.

My man.

I like that.

Maybe a little too much.

“We have to make it through,” Tomas says. “All that hard work to not have dog slobber on you.”

“It didn’t work that well. I got a doggy snout in my ass on the way to the car.”

Tomas smiles, a laugh escaping his mouth. “I’ll have to check it out. Make sure there’s no damage.”

“Oh, I assure you there is. I can feel the snot through my pants.”

His laugh grows louder and he reaches over and squeezes my hand in his. Fuck, his hand feels so damn good in mine. I want to keep it there forever.

“So, um, what’s the plan for tonight?” I ask, trying to change the subject so my free hand doesn’t go to my dick and rub. He looks so damn hot in that button-up, and I swear that laugh just lights him up from the inside.

I don’t want to scare him off by acting like a horny teen. Although he didn’t seem scared last night. No, last night he seemed real fucking interested. The way he sounded—

Gah. No thinking of that. Not right now.

I peek over at Tomas, wondering why he’s being so quiet, and I see that his breathing is growing labored, his cheeks an even darker red.

“Are you having a heart attack?” I ask, and he shakes his head, swallowing. “What is it then?”

He pulls the car over on the side of the road. Dust plumes around the windows, and I honestly worry I’ve broken him. Our first date and I’ve done him in.

“Come here,” he rasps, and my mouth falls open.

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