Page 42 of Not Quite Perfect

“Before you go picking a spot for our next date, I want to show you just how much I appreciated this one.” I eased out from his embrace and took his hand in mine. Walking backwards, I caught his gaze. “And I appreciated it a lot.”

“Did you?” He laughed and I nodded, licking my lips.

“Sooo appreciative,” I cooed seductively. Or at least tried to. Seductive wasn’t exactly my strong suit. Still, it was fun to try on the persona, and David clearly appreciated it.

“But I think I’m still hungry.” My eyes dropped to his belt and then flicked back up. I couldn’t wait to unbuckle it and find the prize inside.

David shook his head, fighting a grin. “Then far be it from me to deny my girl what she wants. Your place or mine?”

David worked on the opposite side of town from where I lived, where Rocky Cove met the countryside, while my office at the newspaper was downtown. From purely a location standpoint, his condo was the more convenient of the two, but from a comfort perspective, my place won hands down.

“Definitely mine,” I answered, as reached his car.

I’d expected David to open the door, but instead he pressed me up against the vehicle, his front warm against my back. With a feather-light sweep of his fingers over my nape, he brushed my hair to the side and kissed my neck. “I’m still hungry too,” he said, nipping at the exposed skin.

I shivered and pushed against him, feeling the hard ridge of his erection through our many layers of clothes.

His eased his hand under my coat and rested the heel of his palm over my mound. Instinctively, I rocked against it.

“I don’t know if I can wait to taste you.” He tunneled his fingers into the waistband of my leggings, and then down, down, down until he reached my throbbing clit.

I saw stars.

I lost track of time as I rode his fingers, my body shielded by his larger one. If anyone happened to pass by, it would be obvious what we were doing. Still, with my head bowed and David’s lips pressed to my neck, no one would see our faces. It gave me a sense of freedom I’d never experienced before.

“Do you see what you do to me?” David asked, pulling me tightly against him, rocking his hips in time with mine. “You drive me crazy.”

“You drivemecrazy,” I squeaked, feeling the pressure in my core building with each plunge and dip of his talented fingers.

From the first moment I’d met him, I’d had a thing for his hands. I just hadn’t known how much I’d grow to love them. And I really did. They could do things to me no one else had ever done.

He nipped at my earlobe. “Crazy enough to scream my name in public?”

I screwed my eyes shut as I rode the wave and nodded.

Two fingers slipped inside of me as he reached for that secret spot that only he’d ever been able to find. I began to tremble as I gasped for air, my palms pressed flat to the window.

“I’m coming,” I warned a nanosecond before my orgasm broke free, a wave of pleasure so strong that my knees gave out crashing over me. My body sagged, and David banded his arm around my waist, holding me tight as he petted me through the last currents of bliss.

“Say my name. I want to hear who makes you feel so good.”

“It’s you, David. Only you.”

It was true. I loved him. He was my one and only. My forever. I’d wavered in my convictions, but I knew now my future was by his side. As the last spasms of my orgasm receded, I allowed myself to bask in the certainty of our life together.

I adored my mother, but IlovedDavid. If she forced the issue, I would choose him.

Each and every time.

Slowly, he pulled his hand from my leggings and spun me around to face him. Our eyes locked and he raised his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. “You’re delicious.”

As he opened the car door and I slid into my seat, I looked up at him. “You’ve got five minutes to get to my house before I lean over and reciprocate.”

He stared at me a beat, and then slammed my door. The clock started now.

Eighteen

David

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