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desire as he looked into mine. “I want you, Lizzie.”

 
    Shaking my head, I felt my face get warm with
embarrassment.

 
    I sighed and let go of his hand. “I’ll be honest,
Brett. I like you. A lot. And I am crazy attracted to you. But - “

 
    “Are you afraid to sleep with me?”

 
    Shaking my head, I felt my face get warm with
embarrassment.

 
    I sat up, totally taken aback. “What?” Could this man read my mind? Swallowing hard, I couldn’t
believe I was going to admit this. “Brett, you are unlike any guy I have ever
dated. You are the opposite - exciting and funny and you make my blood boil
like no one ever has, but I have very little experience. In
the bedroom. I’m scared I will disappoint you.”

 
    He threw his head back and laughed. “Oh gorgeous, is
that all?”

 
    I nodded and he leaned forward to kiss my forehead. “Baby,
I haven’t been with many women really, and honestly? None of them have ever
made me feel like you do.” He cupped my face. “You make me feel like I am going
to come undone every time I am around you. All I want to do is touch you and
kiss you. It’s not even just about the sex. I just want to feel you, be close
to you.” He kissed my lips softly. “I think you are amazing.”

 
    Reaching up, I touched his hand. “Really?”

 
    He smiled, nodding. “Really. And besides, it might
be fun to teach you what I like.” He leaned in close, “I have a feeling there’s
a kinky girl in there just waiting to get out. I want to be the one to unleash
it.” I could feel his lips on my ears as he spoke, and my panties were
instantly wet at his words. My heart raced as I clutched him with my other
hand.

 
    Just then his phone rang. “Shit, I’m sorry baby. I
have to take this.” He pulled away, answering his phone.

 
    I was in a daze, not really hearing him as he spoke.
I cursed the crowd around us silently because right now, I wanted nothing more
than to attack Brett here on the picnic blanket. So he thought deep down I was
kinky? Really?
I wonder why?

 
    He hung up the phone, sighing. “Baby, I have to go. I’m
needed at the shop.” He rubbed my thigh, his touch sending bolts of desire to
my core.

 
    I looked at my phone and realized I needed to get
back to the office anyway. I’d have to ask him later why he thought deep down I
was kinky. “That’s ok. Are we on for tonight?”

 
    He nodded. “Yep. Do you want to go out or stay in?”

 
    “I think I would rather stay in,” I murmured,
covering his hand with mine.

 
    His already dark eyes were almost black now with
desire. Nodding, he kissed me gently. “I’ll see you at six?”

 
    “Yep. See you then.”

 
    We went our separate ways. For the rest of the
afternoon, I couldn’t concentrate at all. My clothes felt too tight, and I kept
squirming in my seat. Tonight was going to be the night. Jillian was out of
town for work, so I couldn’t even get a pep-talk from her. I knew I was being
silly. After all, I was thirty years old and most certainly not a virgin.

 
    But why did I feel so much like one?

 
    Chapter 5

 
    I arrived promptly at Brett’s apartment at six that
night. Dave tried to get me to stay late do another report for him, but I told
him that I absolutely couldn’t. I was really getting tired of the way he
treated me. The look on his face had been priceless as I walked out my office
past him.

 
    Since Brett and I weren’t going out, I figured
casual was fine, dressing in my favorite jeans and a t-shirt. Underneath I had
on a black, lacy bra and black thong that was already soaked from the
anticipation of what was going to happen tonight.

 
    I was about to knock on the door when Brett opened
it. “Hey, gorgeous!” He pulled me in for a long kiss. By the time he was done,
I was breathless.

 
    “Keep that up and we won’t eat.”

 
    “Oh, don’t worry, I plan on eating plenty tonight.” He
winked at me, and I almost swooned.