“Okay. Think about your sex position answer and I’ll be right back.”
Well, then. I watched him go, wondering if he was going to get in his truck and take off like that other guy. But, no. Nick ordered food for me and waited for it, occasionally glancing over at me. Every time our eyes locked, my breath hitched.
What were the odds of running into him? I wasn’t sure, but I wasn’t going to waste the chance to get laid if it came up. Especially when the partner looked like Nick. And maybe there was a tiny part of me that wanted to be with him as afuck youto Austin. Was that petty? Absolutely.
Am I doing this?Every part of my mind and body screamed yes.
Nick returned and spread our food out on the table and wiggled his brows. “The sausage roll is always the way to go.”
I laughed. “Oh, I see. Clever.”
“Did you think of your answer?”
“Yeah. I say cowgirl. I like being on top and controlling the pace.” What I didn’t tell him was that I wished there would be a second person there too behind me. Or even a third. That I wanted more than one partner. But that wasn’t exactly a great way to start a date, especially if this was going to just be a random fling. “I like smothering someone with my tits. It’s really that simple.”
Nick grinned. “It’s that simple, huh? I think my mind could be changed about missionary with that argument. I’ve always hoped I’d die during sex, but like, right after coming. You can smother me with your tits anytime.”
I laughed again and picked up the roll, biting into it. And damn, he was right. Itwasgood.
Nick watched me with a dreamy look in his eyes. “Where are you going after this, Evie?”
“It depends,” I said. “Where are you going, Nick?”
I felt the tip of his boot bump mine under the table gently. The casual touch felt good. Friendly. Sexy.
“I was going to head back to my hotel. It’s about thirty minutes from here.” He paused, then asked. “Want to come with me?”
Did I want to jump in bed with my crush’s high school rival?
“Yes,” I decided. “I do.”
CHAPTER TWO
Evie
Nick shoved me hard against the hotel door the moment it slammed behind us. Our lips met in an open kiss, and I groaned beneath him as he devoured me. His hands gripped my hips, guiding me across the room to the bed.
Fuck. I was really doing this. WithNick.Never in a million years would I have dreamed this would happen to me, but it felt so damn good. I was pretty sure the two of us had broken speeding laws driving back to his hotel.
“God, you taste sweet. Like strawberries and vanilla,” he said between kisses. “Can I touch you, Evie?”
“Yes.” My head buzzed with lust, my skin sensitive to his touch. He grazed his mouth down the curve of my neck, and I swore his tongue was made of magic. I whimpered as he focused on this one spot that kept sending shivers up and down my spine involuntarily.
Nick kissed back up my neck. “Can I take your boots and dress off?”
I loved that he asked permission. I nodded, breathless as he went down on his knees. I licked my swollen lips, my heart hammering as he worked my boots off.Fuck. His hands felt really good. I grabbed his strong shoulders for balance as hisfingers trailed down the back of my calves, rough callouses making my pussy throb. His grip was firm, but gentle.
I wondered what he did for work. I didn’t even think to ask. We ate so quickly and then hightailed it here. The whole night was turning into a whirlwind.
Part of me didn’t even care to know what he did. I just wanted him on top of me.
I parted my thighs slightly and his eyes darted up, a curse whooshing out under his breath.
“Fuck, baby,” he mumbled. “Let’s get this pretty dress off you.”
“You have to take your clothes off too,” I demanded.
Nick grinned and stood up, ripping his shirt off. My eyes went wide the moment I saw his chest and washboard abs. He clearly worked outa lot. A few tattoos crawled up his sides, his jeans sitting right on the V of his hips. He reached for his belt, but I stopped him.
