“I just thought I ought to take you out on a real date now that I’ve kidnapped you.”
I’m attracted to him too, and I love our kisses. My world has also changed in the last week. I do want todate him, and I do have faith that we could be good together.
Thinking about it now, AJ’s switch from friend to somethingmorein my head was also seamless, easy, inevitable, and I definitely should make that very clear to him.
So I scoot right up against him and cup his cheek, looking into those gorgeous eyes that bring a new thrill to my world, and kiss him. Soft and slow, I tease his lips open. I lick at his lower lip, nip it slightly, then finally press hard.
I trace the line where his beard meets his rosy cheeks with my thumbs and just look at him, so handsome, for a moment. And I enjoy it too.
“Thank you,” I whisper, then give him one more kiss. “And you didn’t kidnap me. I’m very happy to be here and that Lindsey could take over for me for a week.”
“I know you’ll still have to work.” The serious tone warms my heart. No one I’ve ever kissed has spoken seriously about my job. “I made sure this morning that the office has space for you to set up in there, and the Wi-Fi was updated just this past Spring, so you should be able to have meetings without a problem.”
Another kiss, because he deserves it, because he’s already better than any man before him.
“I do still have to work, but I’m still going to be following you around a lot of the time.”
His boyish smile is possibly the most perfect thing I have ever seen in my entire life.
“I like the idea of you following me around.”
“Good. Get used to it.” I wink at him and then turn, scoot, then lie down so my head rests on his thigh. “Now, how about you feed me some of those grapes.”
“Whatever you want,” he murmurs while looking down at me.
I see what I feel in his eyes.
Is there anything more bright or frightening in the world?
Only the need tobreathe makes me pull back and up from AJ.
Making out on the couch has been our go-to for the past couple of days, and I gotta admit it’s really fucking fun, so after I do get that breath back, I’m more than happy when he pulls me right back down and devours my lips.
I feel his hard cock press against my hip and my hips grind down on instinct, because there’s no way I can ignore his erection.
I’ve been doing my best all this time not to go too fast, not to rush things. Just because we know each other so well doesn’t mean we should skip any of the steps in a relationship, right?
But fuck, this is hard.
No pun intended.
I’ve never made out with someone so much. Not evenwhen I was a horny teenager did I act this... well, this much like a horny teenager.
“You bring out this new part of me,” I admit without meaning to between kisses.
“What part? The torturer?”
I snort inelegantly against his lips, and I fucking love that he doesn’t mind and instead smiles up at me.
“I’m not torturing you.” He’s definitely exaggerating.
“Yes you are,” he argues, and there’s that pout again. I bite his lower lip with a bit more force than necessary, but it’s justified payback in my opinion. He’s been tempting me way too much, and I’m just trying to look out for us.
When I told him that the first time and he relented, I realized that it would be my only defense against his advances, but honestly, right now I’m not convinced waiting is the right thing anymore.
We spent yet another day out on the horses, having picnics, talking about anything and everything the way we always have, though this time it’s been... more.
AJ’s more open with me now, especially about his emotions and not just the facts.
