And I kissed her like it was the last time.
I just hoped like hell it wasn’t.
sixteen
. . .
Eloise
“She’s torturing this poor bastard,”he griped, as we were wrapped around one another on the couch.
“It’s all in the name of research,” I said over my laughter. “And he hardly entered the relationship without his own ulterior motives.”
“Oh, come on, she got that crazy-looking dog,” he said over his laughter. “And the dude is still sticking around.”
“Because he needs her to close his deal!” I shrieked, pushing up on my knees to look at him. We’d eaten a ton of candy because Clark had literally purchased enough for a party of twenty, and we had a giant bowl of popcorn, as well.
We made out until my lips literally ached, and I didn’t want to stop but forced myself to.
This was quite possibly the most romantic date I’d ever been on. No one had ever gone to this kind of effort for me, and it meant a lot to me that he made it so special.
Why does the one guy I really like for the first time in a very long time, have to be completely off-limits?
Thanks a lot, universe, for making me spend three months with the sexiest man on the planet and then making him unattainable.
Clark moved fast, flipping me on my back and hovering above me. “She is writing about their relationship for the whole world to read. That’s some cold shit right there.”
He tickled me, and I laughed hysterically.
“He’s just as guilty,” I shouted over my laughter. “He’s the one trying to close a deal!”
“Come on, let’s watch the end, and then I’ll walk you home.”
“You don’t want to drive? You didn’t even have half a glass of wine,” I said, moving to sit beside him as he pulled me onto his lap.
“I know. But it’ll make the night last longer if I walk you home,” he said, rubbing his scruff against my neck as he whispered in my ear. “I’m not ready for this night to end.”
My chest squeezed at his words as he wrapped his arms around me, and we watched the end of the movie.
When the credits started rolling on the screen, I turned around to face him, as one leg fell on each side of his hips so I was straddling him. “You liked it, didn’t you?”
“I liked watching it with you,” he said.
“I want to kiss you one more time,” I whispered.
“You don’t have to ask.” He leaned back against the couch as if he were giving me permission to take what I wanted.
I leaned down, and my lips found his. His large hand moved to the side of my neck as his fingers grazed the back of my head. His other hand found my hip as I started grinding up against him.
I felt his erection grow long and hard beneath me, and it did something to me. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. It was beyond comprehension, and we were fully clothed. My dress was bunched up around my hips now, the fabric sliding against mysensitive nipples as the cool breeze bustled around us. He guided me up and down as his tongue slipped into my mouth.
My hands tugged at his hair, and he growled. I could feel his chest pounding against mine.
And our kiss grew more frantic, nipping and licking as I moved against him faster now.
Desperate for release.
I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
