Two Dates Max

Two Dates Max Read Free Page A

Book: Two Dates Max Read Free
Author: Missy Jane
Tags: Erótica
Ads: Link
Was I being too bold after barely getting him to agree on the barbecue? He remained silent with a blank look on his face as I took a seat opposite him, a full leg’s length away. I’d piled my dark-brown hair into a haphazard knot at the top of my head. It’s so thin, I usually can’t get it to stay in a neat braid. I silently prayed it didn’t look too messy.
    “Mmmm, this feels great, huh? Definitely relaxing,” I said.
    He didn’t reply and I fought to keep my natural smile in place. I made a show of looking around, as if seeing the pool area for the first time. I didn’t come in here often, so it wasn’t completely for show. Sean didn’t say a word or move a muscle.
    An eternity later, in reality only about seven minutes, the two men in the pool left. Sean and I were completely alone, but I didn’t expect to stay that way in the middle of the afternoon. I lounged back against the hot tub and clasped my hands behind my head, closing my eyes. I was actually relaxing and enjoying the solitude when something brushed my foot. I opened one eye to see Sean standing and my pulse leapt. I wanted to jump up and grab him but decided looking that desperate was uncalled for. If he wanted to leave, fine.
    I let my lid drop back down and he brushed against my calf. I’m on the short side, so I didn’t understand how my legs could possibly be in his way. However, if Sean wanted to touch my bare skin I was all for it. Even after that thought, his rough hands on my upper thighs jerked me fully upright. My eyes flew open and were filled with his lightly furred chest. I looked up to see him well within my personal space and slowly inching closer. My breath caught in my lungs and I watched in fascination as his gaze zeroed in on my lips and stayed there. He was going to kiss me and I was going to let him.
    All rational thought disappeared the moment his lips touched mine. I didn’t give a damn about being in a public place, where I worked and could potentially be seen by my boss. I wrapped my arms around Sean’s neck and pulled him in tight, afraid to let go when I finally had him where I needed him. He didn’t seem to want to escape as he explored my mouth with his expert tongue. His taste, mint and coffee, filled my senses and I moaned in delight.
    His hands had moved to my hips and he tightened his grip to pin me in place. I wasn’t going anywhere, but his forcefulness ratcheted up my arousal and I wrapped my legs around his hips. He finally pulled back but didn’t try to move away. I caught my breath and looked up into his eyes.
    “I really needed that,” he whispered.
    I opened my mouth to respond but he took it as an invitation to continue. My hands itched to feel his warm skin and the muscles I watched him hone daily. I slid my palms down his chest as he sucked on my lower lip. My whimper escaped unintentionally. He invaded my mouth again and I lowered my touch to his abdomen when voices suddenly echoed through the room. I dropped my legs and pushed at his chest, but he was already moving away from me. A sudden chill from the loss ran down my spine and I rubbed my arms.
    “Yo, Nettle!”
    I startled and leaned over to look past Sean’s broad shoulders. My coworker Ben, or Smith as his nametag said, was talking to a couple of members in swimsuits at the other end of the room. I waved and he motioned me over.
    “I’m so sorry, Megan.”
    Sean’s whispered apology pulled my attention back to him. He was standing about a foot away, head bent and eyes closed with his hands fisted at his sides. I stood and gently grabbed his shoulders.
    “There’s no reason to be. I needed that as much as you.”
    He opened his eyes and the lust in his gaze sped my pulse. Just knowing he wanted me was an instant aphrodisiac.
    “Not here. If you get into trouble I’ll never forgive myself.”
    I smiled and ran my hands back down his chest before dropping them at my sides. No reason to tempt fate further.
    “It’s fine. Ben

Similar Books

In Solitary

Garry Kilworth

Betrayal's Shadow

K H Lemoyne

Letting Go

Kendall Grey

Freak City

Kathrin Schrocke

Year’s Best SF 15

David G. Hartwell and Kathryn Cramer

The Confession

Erin McCauley