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I bite my lip as we pull back from our hug, my nipples pebbling at his dirty words.
“I think I like the idea of teasing you,” I reply, giving him a shy smile.
He smirks. “Come,” he says, as he interlocks my hand with his, and we walk to the exit.
There’s a private car waiting for us, and the minute we get inside, he switches the partition up. He’s on me like a deviant.
I clutch his biceps with one hand as we kiss like passionate, lovestruck teenagers instead of what we really are, and I grasp his thigh with the other. I squeeze, and he growls low, his hand snaking down to clutch my breast as he kneads it and rubs my nipple.
“You look so fucking good, Ariana,” he says. “I missed you today.”
“Is it wrong to say I missed you too?”
He grins. I don’t get to see him smile a lot, so I take this as a win.
“Why would it be wrong?”
I shrug. “You’re leaving tomorrow.”
“I know.” He sighs. It feels like he’s about to say something else for a moment, but then, he sits back in his seat.
“Thank you for your gift too, by the way. It’s very pretty.”
He turns to look at me, his eyes darkening. “I can’t wait to see for myself.”
“I had no idea that you’re so good at picking out women’s underwear, what a talent, amongst many.”
His eyes drop to my mouth as his thumb tugs on my bottom lip. “I wouldn’t say I’m good, and I wouldn’t call it underwear. It’s more like a cock tease because now I have to sit through dinner imagining you filling it out.”
I smile, liking where his mind is going. “I’ll be sure to order the thing on the menu that takes the longest to cook, just to draw out your frustration, then. As well as dessert.”
He leans in and moves his hand to my chin, where he grips it hard. “You would do that, wouldn’t you, Ariana? Because you know how much you like it when I tease you and use your body as my dessert.”
My pussy clenches at the thought of his head between my legs, his prickly beard roughing me up, the sweet sharp sting of his tongue…
“Is that what you’re going to do later?” I muse.
“That’s a given, after you swallow me whole.”
I blush under his dirty words, but he doesn’t let me look away. “I don’t know why you put on this shy little act,” he whispers. “But it turns me the fuck on.”
“Who says it’s an act?” I look up into his eyes, and I honestly don’t know how I’m going to live without his touch. It’s already searing me in two, and he hasn’t even left yet.
Stupid. You knew this was just sex…
He stares at me for a moment. “Why do you say one thing and mean another?”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
“You were talking sassy, but you looked sad.”
I don’t want this to end.
“I’m already missing the seven hundred orgasms you’ve given me,” I muse, trying to make light of it. If he sees what I’m really feeling, he’ll run a mile. And I still want to have this last memory of him, of us. “Then again, my body might be thankful for a rest.”
He leans in and kisses me hard. “I can do house calls in Seattle, you know.”
My breath hitches in my chest.
