"It seems like it's going a lot slower than it was when it almost hit me that time," I complained.
"No one else has ever had a problem with the train," he said. I could hear the smile in his voice.
"You don't even have any gates up for train protection," I said as I reached for the picnic basket.
"I have to confess that I didn't make any of that myself," he admitted when I opened the basket. "All of tonight's refreshments are curtesy of Grey Dove Bistro."
"Did you have it brought in?" I asked, mind-boggled that he could just have something delivered from a few hours away just because.
Mace shook his head. "My brother brought it. Chloe sends Liam back with food whenever he comes to Harrogate. We're lucky he didn't eat all of it."
I took out a cookie and inspected it in the faint light from the town.
"It looks like you!" I exclaimed, holding up the frosted cookie. Chloe had decorated it with a cartoon man's face. It had blond hair and was wearing a suit and tie. I took a bite. "Tastes as good as you too!" I joked.
"There's hot chocolate too," he said after he stopped laughing.
"You're speaking my love language," I told him around the cookie.
The hot chocolate was thick, and there wasn't so much sugar that it overwhelmed the rich bitterness. It also had a hint of cognac.
"So good," I said after I took a long sip. I held the thermos up to Mace's lips. "Try it! It's not that sweet. Besides, I think chocolate is supposed to be an aphrodisiac."
"I thought it had antioxidants," he retorted and took a sip.
I kissed him just to taste the chocolate mingled in his mouth. He pulled me back down onto the blanket.
"You know," I whispered, "it's too bad you didn't bring some chocolate sauce. I could think of a few things I'd want to dip in it."
Mace lay back on the blanket, hands behind his head, contemplating me. I reached for him and slowly undid his belt and unzipped his pants.
"You ever had a blow job on a roof?" I asked, making a kissy face at him.
"Can't say that I have," he said as I ran my thumb over the head of his cock.
"You only live once!" I said, winking at him, feeling smug when he hissed softly. "I want to lick you like a lollipop!" I sang, running my hand along the length of his rock-hard cock. Before I could go down on him, Mace reached and pulled me up to him. He kissed me, and I could taste the dark undercurrent in his mouth. His hand moved under my skirt.
"I want you," he whispered, his eyes bright in the dark. His fingers pushed at my panties. I closed my eyes, letting the pleasure wash over me.
"I want you just like that," he whispered as he put on a condom then pushed into me.
Our lovemaking was sensual and slow. The air was slightly chilled though it was close to summer, but Mace was warm, and his cock was hot in me. I bit my lip, stifling a moan as his large hands guided me up and down. I rolled my hips, letting his cock hit my clit. One of his hands moved to stroke my clit in time with our rhythm.
I leaned forward to press our mouths together as I came. Mace thrust into me a few times more, drawing out the orgasm. His abs tightened as he came.
"You're the best piece of candy here," Mace whispered in my ear. I could feel the grin on his mouth.
"I should cover myself in chocolate," I murmured, "and make you lick me all up."
"You don't have to cover yourself in chocolate for me to lick you," he joked.
48
Mace
Ispent the night after our rooftop date curled around Josie in my bedroom. She left even earlier than me to go to work. When I walked into my office, I half expected her to be there. But Anke was there instead. And so was Adrian.
"Anke has all these international contacts!" my younger brother said to me in excitement. "You said you wanted to branch out more into the Asian markets, right?"
