expected to feel about defiling my eating area, I felt a little bit decadent in my afterglow. It was like sex with Oliver was on a completely different level than the sex I was used to. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake up. It was that good. “Vivienne, I’m so sorry. This is not what I was planning for tonight. Well, not yet anyway.” He gave me contrite look that managed to be saucy at the same time. Whoohoo! He had been hoping for sex tonight, too. “Don’t be sorry, Oliver. That was…” I searched my head for a word that was equal to the feelings swirling inside me. “Magnificent.” Ugh, that sounded stupid, but if was the only word that fully captured my thoughts. He just smiled down at me and leaned forward to kiss me again. This time, without all of the pent up sexual tension of before, it felt perfect . He straightened back up and pulled me with him. “Are you ready for dinner? I’ve wanted to take you out since I moved here.” I think I’m in love. “You bet. I’m famished.” He helped me down off of the table and handed me my panties. “Just to be clear, this is a date , right?”
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This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblances of names, characters, or incidents are coincidental. Certain names, while real, are used fictitiously. All situations are the product of the author’s imagination.