Free Nate (The Princesses of Silicon Valley - Book 4) by Anita Claire

word ‘ Blauschimmer ’ it means the way the hills turn from pink to blue at sunrise. I don’t know what the English equivalent is.’”
    I get her point as I respond, “Yeah, it could just be that we don’t have one specific word.” Juliette’s interesting; of course, Mariana comes popping back into my head. Thinking how different these women are I realize that for the first time in a year I feel like I’m over Mariana. Maybe our break up was for the best. Juliette is so easy to be around and I think we share more in common.
    My phone’s alarm takes me to the present, as it tells me we need to leave and catch our ferry back. As we find the same seat we were in before, we watch the lights of San Francisco grow close. Again I contemplate; this isn’t a vacation, living here is now my life.
    We walk to an Italian restaurant for dinner; it’s nice and intimate. After dinner, Juliette offers to pay her share. I’m glad she doesn’t take me for granted. But, I don’t want any ambiguity as I tell her, “It’s not a date if you pay, and this is definitely a date.”
    With her head resting on her hands she tips her head and asks, “What do you mean?”
    Gently moving a lock of her hair behind her ear, “I might be new in the area, but I’m not looking for just another friend.”
    When we get back to my jeep, I have all good intentions of opening the passenger door for her. Backing her into the car, I block her in by placing my hands on either side of her head, and looking at her pretty face, my focus is on those pink lips. She licks her lips as I crash mine into her, probing my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue feels soft and warm, it tastes good, female. I bet she’s tight. Pulling her close, I kiss her harder, deeper, that overwhelming desire to consume her returns. She runs her hands over my arm and chest. I like the feel of her fingers on me as she grabs my shirt to bring me closer.
    Her kisses make me hungry for more, as I contemplate how to get what I crave a car drives by, some guy yells out, “get a room!”
    Releasing our kiss I place my forehead against hers. I breathe in her warm, sweet smell. Whispering her name she responds with, “Nate.”
    My name off her lips sends shivers down my back. I want her so bad.
    Rubbing my cheek against her soft skin I whisper into her hair, “We should get in the car, we should go back.” This woman has possessed me. How can it be, I barely know her, as I kiss her ear, jaw, then rub my noes along her cheek. Gently kissing my lips, she says, “yes,” into my mouth.
    “Yeah, we should either get a room, or get in the car.” I whisper.
    She whispers back “Car. We should get in the car.”
    Realizing I’m not going to get what I want, and not wanting to spook her, I gather my will power, finally pulling away from what I crave, I open the door for her.
    The sexual energy in the car is palpable as we listen to music on the radio, I don’t think either of us can even speak.
    As I pull up to her place she releases her buckle, in a soft, almost reverent voice she flashes me a sweet smile saying, “Today was great, really great.”
    Winding one of her curls around my finger until my hand reaches her face, I run my knuckles along her jaw, “Yeah, it was a great day.”
    My gaze wanders over to her mouth causing her to slightly gasp. Our mouths meet, letting me relish her warmth and sweet taste. Finally releasing the kiss, I want more as I start kissing her soft face, ending by her ear where I can only manage to say her name. She shivers under my touch. It moves her hair and exposes her neck. Layering a line of kisses down the column of her neck, I want to head south and kiss the rest of her as my body just vibrates from craving. Again, I tell myself not to overplay my hand as my body fights with my mind. As my lips move north, back to her mouth we start another deep kiss. My fingers enjoy the heat of her body as our mouths devour each other. As I releaser her mouth I