his neck pulling me into him. His lips lightly brush mine, as his one hand is traveling up my exposed thigh while the other is caressing the skin at the nape of my neck. His lips make another pass over mine; the taste of his tongue on my lips is ravishing.
“We have dinner plans Avery and if I keep this up we will not make them.” He mumbles into my mouth I have let fall open hoping this was going to go farther. Nodding reluctant acceptance I move away and take the door handle, ‘wait I will help you out.” He is out of his door and around taking my hand and helping me stand on my wobbly legs. My head is awash with the taste of him, I lick my lips one more time hoping some of him is left on them.
He holds out his elbow for me, ‘shall we, Ms. Delany?”
“My, my all chivalry tonight aren’t we Mr. Tucker?” I point out as I slide my arm in his and begin to walk together to the door which he even opens for me to walk through first.
He shrugs his shoulders, ‘what can I say,’ he turns he dark eyes to me and raises his eyebrows, ‘I am kind of a good guy.” I laugh escapes my mouth and I cover it with my free hand, ‘what?”
“Nothing, nothing at all Leo, you are just full of surprises.” Had I known what this statement had meant I would have rethought letting it leave my lips.
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We are lead to a small round table that has a small candle flickering in the middle. The red and white table cloth reflects the glimmer of the orange light. It is nestled in the corner with no visible chairs, meaning that we will have to sit side by side in the booth seat. Leo holds his hand out for me to enter the seat ahead of him, the difference in this man is making my head turn.
Is it bad to admit I am kinda missing the badass biker boy, but I am sure the minute he steps one foot back into the clubhouse he will regress , I am sure of it.
The waitress hurries over and gives Leo the expected once over making me giggle, he elbows me and glances out of the corner of his eye at me, ‘Shhh.”
Looking away, ‘sorry.” Trying to stifle another giggle, boy if she only knew what a bear this man could be she would rethink her eager flirtiness. He would tear through that school girl charm and send her home crying to her Daddy with one fell swoop of his attitude.
He dutifully orders us drinks , which I had already planned on letting him do because it was also expected. He clears his throat and does the manly thing by watching her walk away under his lashes, I in turn elbow him for this.
Clearing his throat he straightens his shirt, ‘now will you tell me why you felt the need to laugh at the poor girl?”
“Because that,’ I point in her direction, ‘poor girl has no clue.” I shift the napkin lying under my silverware.
Never taking his eyes off of me, ‘she has no clue about what?” His finger is tracing the hem of my dress pushing it up slightly to reveal more skin to him.
Becoming slightly breathless, I swallow deep and try to regain my composure, but it is hard with him touching me and breathing into my ear, ‘she has no clue about you.”
His lips graze my ear lobe, ‘about me how?” His continuous attention to the skin on my thigh has me pressing my knees together to control the sudden throbbing taken place in another area.
Leaning my forehead against his shoulder to steady myself and to keep from melting into the floor, a slow groan leaves his throat as his eyes watch his hand trailing my leg. Pushing my dress further up my thigh.
“Avery, about me how?” He prompts me to answer his question from before.
“Oh um,’ I am finding coherent thought difficult, ‘how you would chew her up and send her running home to her daddy crying about how mean you can be.”
“Me, mean?’ He suddenly leans back from me withdrawing his hand and lips from my body with a slightly shocked expression covering his face.
His sudden absence jolts me from the erotic euphoria I had been publically experiencing. I take a
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