he wasn’t trying to hide a single thing right now. She leaned across the table, lowered her voice to a whisper, and asked, “If I put my hand on you right now how hard would your dick be?”
“Rock fucking hard,” he said in a growl, the rough and sexy rumble of his admission sending a rush of heat between her legs.
She returned the sucker to her mouth, moving it back and forth between her lips. As she licked and kissed the candy, giving him a hell of a show, he stared at her with hungry eyes. In them, she saw the reel of his desires. All his dirty thoughts, all his dirty dreams—everything he wanted from her.
The waiter rushed by, dishes balanced on his arm.
“Check please,” Brent called out, and the man nodded, then continued on his way.
“Actually, allow me to clarify my feelings about sweets,” she said as she drew the lollipop all the way into her mouth, then let it pop out. “I’m not really a chocolate person. I’m more into the red, sugary candy. Like this sucker. I love how it tastes.” She paused, her eyes on him, then asked, “Do you wonder what my mouth tastes like right now?”
“Spectacular. I bet it tastes spectacular,” he answered, his voice strained, and full of heat. “Kiss me now,” he said, giving her a clear order. He leaned across the table and claimed her mouth, marked his territory with a passionate, crushing kiss that made her dizzy.
When he broke the kiss, the haze cleared and she returned to starring in her show. She kicked back in the chair, striking a casual, seductive pose as she sucked the candy deeply, reminding him of her talents.
He gripped the edge of the table. He inhaled through his nostrils. He looked as if he wanted to rip the table in two.
“You see, I’d be much more inclined to lick something like this off you.”
“A lollipop?”
“Candy, lollipop, anything sweet. By the way, how’s it going down there? A little tight in the jeans?”
“Unbelievably tight, but I don’t mind. Because my hard-on is within a few feet of my favorite place in the entire universe.
“My mouth?”
“Anywhere on you,” he corrected. “Your mouth. Your pussy. Your beautiful fucking ass,” he said, reminding Shannon that he’d explored her thoroughly. He was the only man she’d let take her any way he wanted, because she’d loved everything with him. She had given him all of her body, and he’d worshipped every inch of her.
“Mmm,” she moaned, licking her tongue across the sugary surface. She rolled her eyes in pleasure, then held the candy in the air. “I’m thinking of how much I miss the taste of you coming in my mouth.”
“I can gladly reacquaint you with that taste.”
“I like the way you feel hitting the back of my throat,” she said, dirty talking him as she swirled her tongue against the sucker, revving herself up as much as him, she was sure.
The waiter brought the check, and in a flash, Brent reached into his wallet, threw some bills on the table and gripped her elbow, leading her out of the restaurant. His fast pace and his firm hold told her that he wanted more, more than she was willing to give right now. She placed her hands on his chest, dropping the games for a moment. “I know what you’re thinking, but we can’t get a room. I’m not ready.”
A sliver of disappointment crossed his eyes, but was then replaced by that confident look she knew well. “Did I say I wanted a room?” he said, tossing the question at her like a dare. He shook his head, supplying the answer. “Nope. I’m just taking you to the fountains to watch their show. I thought that would be a nice end to this date.”
“Oh,” she said, frowning. She thought he’d take her to a bathroom, or find some quiet little nook where they could get frisky. But she couldn’t argue with the view either, once they’d stepped outside and walked across the palazzo to the fountains at the Bellagio. “I love the fountains,” she said softly.
“I know you do,” he said, his voice matching hers.
The warm June air caressed the bare skin of her shoulders. She leaned against the stone railing that edged the gorgeous water display. He stood next to her, wrapped an arm around her, and tugged her close. His erection pressed against her thigh. “I did all that to you,” she said in a naughty