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Every Breath You Take

Page 73

by A.M. Myers

Heat floods my body and my heartbeat pounds in my ears as I imagine spreading my legs in front of him and using my new toy.

“Come here,” I whisper. “And take your shorts off.”

Grinning, he shoves his shorts and boxer briefs down his legs before lying next to me on the bed and trailing his fingers over my skin. The gentle touch drives me crazy and I shiver. His fingers slip between my legs again and skate over my clit as he presses his lips to mine and I wrap my hand around his impressive length, sucking in a breath. Jesus, there’s no way that thing is going to fit inside me. He shudders as I stroke him back and forth, a low groan spilling out of his mouth.

“Fuck, baby. I’m never going to last if you keep doing that.”

I shrug, still stroking him. “We have all night, right?”

“Yeah,” he whispers with a devilish grin. “We do.”

* * * *

Images of last night flit through my mind on repeat as I yawn and refill coffee cups at the counter. A blush creeps up my cheeks as I remember Lincoln with his head between my thighs as I screamed his name so many times that my voice is a little hoarse this morning. In fact, I completely lost count of the number of times he made me come but my body is achingly satisfied this morning. So much so that I almost couldn’t drag myself out of his bed. Although, that could also be because we didn’t sleep much either. I was able to sneak in an hour or two before I would wake up again with his mouth or hands all over my body.

“Good night?” Mia asks, nudging me and I blink, turning to look at her.

“Huh?”

“I asked if you had a good night but I think I already know the answer,” she teases, laughing and my cheeks heat further. It’s been so long since I’ve done anything with a guy that it probably is written all over my face.

“Leave her alone,” Nate, one of the cooks, adds. “She looks happy.”

I glance back at him through the pass through. “Don’t I normally look happy?”

“If this is you happy,” he says, motioning to my face. “Then, I’m going to go with no.”

Turning back to the dining room, I mull over his words. I guess if I really think about it, I wouldn’t say I was happy before. Not that I was sad or depressed or anything but I just existed. I was so focused on just getting to the next day or getting to the day when all my worries would be behind me that I wasn’t really living my life. And then Lincoln walked into the diner and changed all that.

“Hey, Darlin’,” a gravelly voice says and I turn, grinning as Lincoln’s eyes drop down to my lips.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

He shrugs. “Came to pick you up after your shift and I was kind of hoping you’d spend the day with me.”

“Okay, but only because it’d be really awkward right now if I said no.”

He barks out a laugh and holds his hand out to me. I take it and let him pull me closer. “Really? Is that the only reason?”

“The only one that comes to mind,” I whisper, distracted by his tongue trailing across his bottom lip.

He leans in and I repeat the move before I realize what I’m doing. His lips brush my ear and I fight to keep my eyes open as goose bumps race across my flesh. “So, you haven’t spent all morning thinking about last night or how mind-blowing it will be when I finally take you?”

“Nope,” I whisper, my hands trembling as I picture just that. He pulls back, grinning, as he releases my hand.

“Oh, okay. You about done?”

It takes me a full three seconds to register his question and I turn to the counter where Roger is pouring over the books to find Mia, Nate, Roger, and half the customers staring at me. I blush and Mia grins.

“Hey, whatever you’re doing, dude,” she calls to Lincoln. “Keep doing it. I’ve never seen her this happy.”

I glare at her before turning to Roger. “Do you need me to stick around?”

He checks his watch. “No, you’re good to go.”

I slip back into the hallway and take off my apron before grabbing my bag and meeting Lincoln in the dining room. His smile makes my heart skip a beat as I slip my hand in his and I can’t believe I almost didn’t let this happen. How could I have ever walked away from him? From us?

“So, what do you want to do today?” I ask when we get out to the parking lot and he shrugs.