Rebound - Marie Johnston Page 0,5

slid out of the booth and stood.

Day-um. Her beauty left him speechless. Soft umber hair cascaded over her shoulders, which weren’t bare tonight, much to his dismay. But clad in a long cowl-neck top that was belted stylishly in the middle, he was also dismayed to see the top was long enough to cover her behind. But his spirits lifted at the sight of her long legs, sheathed in well-worn denim and encased in knee-high boots. Those boots were mental torture, a chastity belt for a legs man, only hinting at the shapely flesh underneath while making sure they were firmly enclosed in denim and leather.

He’d stood up for a reason. What was it?

“Uh, have a seat.” Great play, Swenson, he thought to himself sarcastically. “You look good.” Was that the best he could do? Impressing her left and right.

Olivia blushed and pushed her hair behind her ear, and things got worse for him. Now, she was not just a devastating beauty, but the vulnerability her blush and that movement gave her, was almost his undoing. Before he got her in his bed, he wanted to kneel like a great knight before his queen and swear his life to her every well-being. He was in trouble.

“I hope the food’s good. I’ve always wanted to come here.” Olivia sat across from him.

“You like dancing?” Stupid question since she picked the place, but Kane found himself feeling a bit like he’d never been on a date before. And hoping so fervently that this date would end up in his bed. He didn’t have time for the three-date rule.

She gave a shy smile and glanced around the dance floor. It wasn’t the trendy place he expected from her directions, though it was still the same part of the city as his hotel and the bar he’d met her in the other night. The music playing was a mash up of techno, country, and hip-hop.

“I like dancing, but I don’t know that I’m good at it. It’s been awhile.”

Dancing meant he could hold her, so he couldn’t wait for dinner to be served so he could get her in his arms.

With that thought, the server appeared to take their order. Olivia knew exactly what she wanted, and ordered with confidence and courtesy. Kane could always tell a lot about his dates by how they treated those around him. It was obvious Olivia had a big heart and a personality that was rooted in kindness. And a body made for his pleasure.

Just like the other night, small talk came easy and after they finished eating, he whisked her out onto the dance floor. It was starting to fill up with couples, which only gave him an excuse to hold her even closer.

Finally a slow song came on and he cradled her against him. Her head rested perfectly on his shoulder as they turned and swayed with the music.

“Can I take you home with me tonight?” he murmured into her ear.

Jerking her head back and blinking at him, Kane was afraid he had ruined the magic of the moment. He still wanted all night with her, even if she didn’t want to sleep with him. But…he really wanted her to sleep with him.

“Yes.”

*****

The elevator doors closed them in and Kane grabbed Olivia up for a kiss. She met him greedily, fueled by her two glasses of wine and the pent-up desire she’d harbored for this man since she’d met him. Breaking apart once the elevator doors opened and a hotel employee boarded, they stood close, holding hands. She was wearing his white dress hat and they were trying not to laugh at almost getting caught making out like teenagers. Olivia could only imagine what it looked like, a Sailor with a girl during Fleet Week in a hotel. Fuck it, it was exactly what it looked like.

When they reached his floor, he pulled her out, and as soon the doors closed behind them he picked her up. Wrapping her legs around him, they kissed as he stumbled through the hallway, breaking periodically to check for the right room number.

Once they reached the right door, he placed her back up against it while he dug out his card key. Pressed up against the door, she felt every inch of his body, including the solid set of inches prodding against her center where she was wrapped around him. Sweet relief, it would only be minutes before she had all of that inside of her.

Before trepidation at having sex