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But after I had time to think things through, I wasn’t sure if Esme would want to spend an evening with me. Not when we agreed this arrangement was only supposed to be physical.
Nothing more.
Sure, she seemed pleased by this surprise when Harriet was here. She could have just been polite, not wanting to upset her friend.
But as she takes several determined steps toward me, grabbing my face in her hands and crushing her lips to mine, I get the confirmation I’ve been hoping for since sneaking into Harriet’s townhouse earlier today.
That Esme’s more than happy to spend the next twenty-four hours with me.
Enveloping her in my arms, I melt into her, relishing in the fact I get to take my time kissing her. That I can explore every inch of her and not worry about anyone walking in and discovering us.
“Is this really happening?” she asks as she cranes her head back to meet my eyes.
I nod, lips slowly curving up in the corners. “It’s really happening.”
“This may be the best birthday gift ever.”
She covers my mouth with hers, tongue swiping against my lips, begging for entry. Never able to deny her what she needs, I open for her, our kiss becoming desperate as we succumb to everything we’ve been deprived of for too long now. She molds her body to mine, a moan falling from her throat.
As she trails her fingers down my chest, I lose myself in her touch, circling my hips against her, desire heading my veins.
When her hand lands on my belt and she starts to loosen it, I snap out of the haze of lust consuming me and grip her wrist.
“Hold on, Esme,” I pant, struggling to catch my breath.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. I just…” I lick my lips as I draw in a deep inhale. “I want tonight to be different from every other time we’ve been together. When we’ve had no choice but to jump straight in for a quick fuck before we lost the opportunity. Don’t get me wrong,” I add quickly when I see the crease on her brow. “I’d love nothing more than to be inside you right now. And every minute of the day. But we have all night.”
Narrowing my heated stare on her, I enclose her in my embrace “And trust me, princess…” My voice a low growl, I nuzzle the crook of her neck, tongue tracing delicate circles behind her earlobe as I inhale her delicious scent. “I plan on making every damn second of tonight count.” I curve back, eyes locking. “But not until it’s time. Okay?”
She studies me, not immediately responding. Then a sly smile pulls on her mouth. “Well then…” She drapes an arm over my shoulder, lips skimming mine. “What would you like to do first?”
Her tease of a kiss causes my dick to throb in my pants, but I refuse to cave in to my desires so soon.
Esme came here with the promise of a night of normalcy. That’s what I plan to give her. A taste of what it would be like if we were a normal couple sharing a normal evening together.
“Perhaps we should begin with my birthday gift to you.”
“I thought that’s what we were getting to before you told me to stop.”
I chuckle. “Making you come isn’t a gift. Well, I guess it can be. I consider every second with you a bloody gift. But I prefer to think of a gift as something unique that you don’t receive a lot of. And I may not have been keeping track, but I believe I’ve given you quite a few orgasms this summer.”
A pinkish hue covers her cheeks as she chews on her lower lip. “You certainly have.”
“Right. So fucking you isn’t your gift, although I will absolutely make sure you have as many orgasms tonight as possible.”
“Then what is it?”
“Come with me.”
My fingers linked with hers, I pull her into the kitchen area of Harriet’s open floor plan and head toward the refrigerator, opening it. Dropping my hold on her, I retrieve the various ingredients I’d picked up earlier.
“I wasn’t sure what kinds of things you liked to make, so I enlisted your friends’ help. Just my luck, you have a long list of favorite dishes,” I ramble nervously, hoping she likes my idea of a gift.
When I’d first thought of it, it seemed like the perfect thing to give her. Now that I’m here, I worry she’ll hate it. After all, most people prefer being pampered on their birthday, going out to a five-star restaurant.
But Esme’s not most people.
