Rate a Date by Monica Murphy Page 0,86

that’s for sure—and then I find myself back out on the dancefloor, swaying to the slow music in Mitch’s arms.

“I feel like a jackass for crashing their wedding,” Mitch says as he tightens his arms around my waist. “But I don’t regret it.”

“Good.” I smile up at him, thrilled that my dreams actually came true. I got to show off my boyfriend to my friends. I got to be the happy bridesmaid with a hot date after all.

But you know what? I would’ve been perfectly content being just me tonight too. I don’t need a man.

I sure do like this one, though.

“I have a surprise,” I say as I gaze into his eyes. I look my fill, enjoying his handsome face, the possessive way he holds me, his hand splayed across my bare back, his fingers playing with the straps of my dress.

His gaze darkens. “Tell me.”

“I have a hotel room here tonight.”

“So we can go to it now?” he asks hopefully.

“Um, no. Not yet.” I slowly shake my head.

His gaze wanders all over my upper body, settling squarely on my exposed chest. “I can’t wait until we can leave.”

“You’re the worst,” I say, laughing.

“It’s been almost a week since I’ve had my hands on you like this,” he reminds me, just as he slides his hand over my butt, nice and slow. My skin turns hot. I feel like I’m burning up. “I can’t wait to get you naked.”

“I thought you liked my dress.”

“I do. I love it. You’re fucking beautiful in it.” He bends his head, his mouth at my ear. “But you’re also pretty fucking beautiful wearing nothing at all.” He presses his lips to my neck in an open mouthed kiss.

My knees wobble. This man knows just how to undo me. “We have to stick around for at least another hour.”

“Maybe we could manage a quickie in the bathroom.”

“Absolutely not.”

He pouts. He is so adorable. “I guess I can wait.”

“It’ll be worth it,” I tell him.

“Oh trust me.” He grins. “I know.”

Twenty-Six

Mitch

The moment we enter the hotel room, I’ve got Eleanor pinned against the door, my hands at her waist, my mouth fused with hers. I kiss her hungrily, my tongue searching, swallowing those pretty little gasps and moans.

My entire body aches for her. I still can’t believe I’m here with her. I earned Eleanor’s forgiveness. We’re together.

I’m a lucky man.

Unable to resist, I cup her breast, my thumb teasing her nipple. The fabric of her dress is thin, and somehow she’s not wearing a bra. I don’t know how she gets away with it, because her tits are huge. They should be falling out of her dress.

In fact, I test that theory, tugging aside the fabric, exposing her skin. Breaking the kiss, I look down at her, watching her peach-colored nipple harden under my gaze. Swooping in, I draw her nipple into my mouth and start sucking.

Her hands land on my head, fingers threading through my hair as she holds me to her. I suck and lick and bite, then do the same thing to her other breast. I can’t get enough of this woman. I want to consume her. Knowing that she was so angry with me, worried that I lost her, I about fell apart.

I had no idea a woman I only just met could matter so much to me in such a short amount of time?

I shift away from her chest, needing to kiss her again. “I missed you,” I growl against her cheek, just before my lips land on hers once more. We kiss and kiss, tongues circling, teeth nibbling. My hands are everywhere, and so are hers. At one point, she’s cupping my dick, and I thrust against her palm, wanting more.

Wanting all of her.

We move across the darkened room, shedding each other’s clothes, until we’re both naked. The curtains are open, letting in light from the moon outside. Otherwise it’s dark, but I can see enough of Eleanor to get my blood pumping. She has the most beautiful body. Skinny waist, flared hips. Curvy. Womanly. I grab hold of her and we fall onto the bed, until at one point she’s on top of me, her breasts swaying as she rubs her wet pussy against my cock.

“You feel so good,” she says on a moan, her eyes falling shut, her mouth falling open. She’s completely focused on driving me out of my ever-lovin’ mind, dragging her wetness all over my dick. Up and down she slides, making my eyes