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"No chance of that happening with you sitting next to me."
"Eat, you smooth talker," I tease, and he lets out a loud laugh.
We continue our meal and enjoy a delicious dessert, but the lustful feelings linger between us.
After finishing, we walk out and thank Damon for the food. During the car ride, we stay silent, listening to the radio, and when we arrive at my house, Nick stops the car in the driveway. He turns and speaks. "So, thank you..."
Without letting him finish, I lean over and kiss him.
In response, he grabs my hips and pulls me over the center console until I'm straddling his lap. His erection is pressing against my core, and it feels fantastic. I grind my lower body against him as his tongue thrusts between my lips, invoking a sweet, sexy kissing battle. I moan when he pulls my bottom lip between his teeth and tugs it.
"Emma, God, I wanted to do this so many times," he says, letting his mouth travel to my neck.
I throw my head back, giving him the space he needs while my fingers claw into his chest. He nibbles all the sensitive skin from my ear to my collarbone.
A deep moan leaves both our mouths as his hands find the hem of my dress. I lift my bottom, and he slides them under it.
"Nick." My voice is hoarse and breathy with need as his fingers travel up my thighs.
He lifts his head, and his eyes are dark and full of lust as I unbutton his shirt.
"I want to taste you," I say before bending and letting my lips trail along his chiseled jaw.
A deep growl leaves his lips, and the tips of his fingers press into my hips.
"Emma," he whispers as I continue my quest.His hand finds my core, and he strokes his fingers over the fabric. "You're so wet."
I bite into his bottom lip. "You make me wet."
"Fuck," he hisses.
I press my lower body against his hand, and in reaction, he slides his fingers under my panties and finds my clit. My hips buck forward against his sinful touch as he draws circles. Overcome with lust, I lean backward to give him room when I hit the Porsche horn. The hard, intruding sound slams us back to reality. He removes his hand, and I slide back into the passenger's seat, pulling my panties and dress back in place.
"So... we got carried away," I say, letting out a nervous giggle.
"Yes, we did, but I enjoyed every second." A quirky, sweet smile sets on his lips, and I smile back. "When can I see you again?" he asks.
I bite on my bottom lip, and his eyes go dark as he stares at them. A fresh stream of yearning burns through my body once again. "I don't know… What are your plans next week?"
He thinks for a moment. "Shit, I'm flying to Los Angeles next Tuesday evening for an important meeting. Then I'm going to Atlanta for a few days. And then, I need to visit New York. So I won't be back until Friday in two weeks."
"Okay," I say, feeling disappointed.
But then I remember something he said.
"The Saturday after you return? You can come over here, and we can bake that cake together."
"Deal,” he says with a devilish grin.
I open the car door, and as I walk over the lawn, I turn to meet his gaze one more time. He leans against his car, looking at me.
"Goodnight, Nick. Thanks for a fantastic evening.”
"Goodnight, sweet Emma. See you in two weeks," he answers as he turns and gets back into his Porsche. I walk to the front door with a massive smile on my face—time to get ready for another date.
