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“Glad to hear I dodged that bullet. It would’ve been embarrassing had I showed up on our first date with something subpar,” she says.
“You know, I would’ve been more than happy with just your fine ass.”
“Scottish parents, remember? To finish my story, I told the salesperson, the Louis XIII was too rich for my blood. I explained how my current client didn’t pay me nearly enough to be able to afford such luxury. That said, I made a mental note to speak to said client first thing tomorrow morning about beefing up my fees so I can have discretionary income for pricier booze.”
Tease.
I pull her to me.
“Why wait until tomorrow? You can talk to your current client about your fees as early as tonight… preferably in his bed, naked and willing. I’m sure he’d be far more receptive than he’d be at the office.”
She looks up at me, batting her eyelashes like an innocent debutante.
“My word, sir. I’d never dream of crossing the line. That would be wrong. Not to mention, I doubt my new boyfriend would approve.”
My hands rove down to the small of her back. “You sure about that?”
Lust ripples through my body, feeling her this close.
Damn. I’ve missed her sexy little body.
“On second thought, I’m sure my new boyfriend would understand that my client drives a hard bargain.” Her coated voice and lidded eyes are my demise. An endless list of priorities made it easy for me to be a good boy today, the gloves are off.
I crush her lips, plunging my tongue deep inside her mouth, searching for hers. I ravish her mouth, making up for the last three hours since my lips were on hers. I cup her ass and squeeze hard, forcing her to feel the length of my desire as I grind my hard cock against her stomach. I let out a low growl as the passion between us ratchets.
Fuck.
I break our embrace. “Let’s have dinner before I devour you.”
“I think you already started.”
“Let’s put a pause on things while we’re still ahead, then.”
“If we must,” she says with feigned affliction.
“Eager much?”
“Very.” She pauses. “Not that I’m counting, but it’s been three days.”
I shake my head. “I’ve created a maneater.”
We both laugh.
I grab the bags and with our fingers interlaced, I drag her to the kitchen.
“Wow! Wow! Wow! Oh, WOW!” she says, her head turning left to right as we stroll through the house.
I chuckle. “You’ll get the grand tour after dinner.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t feel claustrophobic in the diminutive bathroom at my place. Your house is palatial.”
“I was focused on only one thing, baby,” I tell her. “Not to mention, the small size of the space made my cock look even bigger so I can’t complain.”
She laughs.
“That didn’t sound vain at all.”
“Not at all!” I smile. “Welcome to Casa di Beckett,” I say with a ceremonious bow when we enter the kitchen.
