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“We’ll see,” she said softly and stood again, pulling her hand back to her side. “I’m going to walk Decker out. It’s been a long day, and I know he has some things to catch up on for the shop.”
Her stare left me no option but to comply.
“She’s right,” I agreed and flashed them a smile that smoothed over the transition. “Dinner was delicious. Good night, Arlene. Cheryl.” I bent down and hugged the older woman and then turned to Cheryl who’d stood to embrace me. “I’ll see you soon.”
Behind us, I heard Arlene’s loud whisper,“Follow them. Make sure she kisses him.”
“Oh, for Pete’s sake,” Cheryl huffed.
I didn’t know whether to laugh for obvious reasons or cry because I wanted to kiss her so damn bad after this afternoon, and that ache had only gotten worse with every blush. With every tremble of her knee. With every stolen glance.
We reached the door, and Reese spun, one hand on the doorknob.
“Thank you, and I’m sorry. I’ll find a way to pay you back for this, and I’m going to do my best to not waste too much of your time—” she broke off when I moved closer.
Yeah, I had a feeling we were being watched—that later I could claim this was part of the show. But it was a flimsy excuse. The reason I crowded her against the door was because I wanted her. Because I knew she wanted me, too.
I reached up and cupped the side of her face, sliding my hand around the nape of her neck and angling her head to mine.
“Decker…” Her eyes dropped to my mouth.
“What if I want to waste my time with you?” I muttered low as my mouth covered hers.
I knew I’d have to go back to pretending, but for a moment—for a heartbeat—I kissed her like she was mine.
She stiffened the moment our lips touched, her sharp inhale taken from my own breath, and I waited for her to push on my chest—push me away. Except the hand that landed on my chest didn’t push—it pulled.
She pulled me to her and let her lips peel apart—let my tongue slide between them.God, she tasted so warm and sweet. The faintest hint of chocolate lingering in her heat.My hand tightened on the back of her scalp as I slanted my mouth, deepening the kiss.
I groaned when her tongue began to stroke mine, hesitant at first and then demanding.She wanted this. She wanted to let her walls come down. But she needed time. Patience.She needed to know it wasn’t weakness to let go and let someone else take care of her.
And I wanted to be that someone. I wanted to be the someone who gave her a reason to stop working. Who gave her a reason to think of herself for just a few minutes rather than everyone else.
I drove my tongue deep into her mouth, mimicking what other parts of my body would do to her other lips, and she was here for it. Her body bowed flush to mine, the press of her stomach right at my waist where my dick throbbed. Desire seared through my veins. Having wants was one thing, but the way I felt, this was more than want, it was a need.
Her hand curled into my shirt, and I let her pull me closer, half-tempted to haul her over my shoulder and leave with the promise that I’d return her in the morning.
“Is Reese still out there?” Arlene called to Cheryl, but it was just loud enough to pierce our bubble.
Reese broke away with a small cry, covering her mouth with her hand and scrambling to pull the door open.“Good night, Decker,” she said, her voice husky, though she tried to wipe away every other trace of desire from her face.
I tipped closer and put my mouth right next to her ear. “Make sure you finish yourself off tonight nice and slow for me. The kind of orgasm that leaves you soaked and trembling.”Her loud gasp was everything I’d hoped for. “You deserve it.”
And more,I wanted to add but refrained.When I drew back, her cheeks were flaming and her jaw slack.Beautiful.I managed a tipped smile, even though my dick was so fucking hard, it hurt. “Good night, Reese.”
ChapterSix
REESE
Nice and slow.
My nostrils flared.How presumptuous.My knee bobbed as I sat in the crowded waiting room next to Mom, waiting to be called back for her appointment. All morning I’d had to listen to her drone on about Decker. How handsome he was. How kind. How thoughtful.How presumptuous.
To kiss me. And then to…instructme to orgasm.
Goddammit, Decker.
I’d had a glass of wine when he left. A cold shower to try to control the mess. And then I’d climbed in bed, determined not to cave to his plea, but in the end, my fingers worked between my thighs, and I searched for release…but it never came.
