Page 81 of The Dating Dare

“Ready?” he said, offering her his arm.

“As I’ll ever be.” She hooked her arm through his and held her breath as he opened the door. What had him so excited?

A limo? He got us a freaking limo!

When they stepped outside, the chauffeur jumped out of his seat, and came around to open the rear door for them.

“Seth,” she whispered, tugging on his arm. “There’s a limo here.”

“I know,” he whispered back. “It’s for us.”

Tara shrieked and locked her arms around his neck, hugging him close. “Prom night is so much fun.”

“It really is. When I was preparing all of this, I was just thinking of you, but I might be enjoying this more than you.” Seth gently pulled down her arms and grabbed one of her hands. “Let’s go. Our chauffeur is waiting.”

They ran the rest of the way to the limousine and got inside. If she was expecting a tacky interior with white leather and disco lights, she would’ve been way off. The black leather was as soft as Morgan’s cheeks, and the mahogany trim gave the car old-time elegance.

“Would you like some champagne?” Seth reached for the bar in the side compartment. “Or a martini?”

“No, thank you.” She sat close beside Seth, shoulders and legs touching. “I would rather live out another one of my fantasies. Having a hot makeout session in the back of a limo.”

“I think that can be arranged,” he growled as he kissed her neck, and smoothed his hand down the side of her torso until he had a firm grip on her hip.

He quickly made his way down to her cleavage, and kissed the topsof her breasts almost reverently. “God, I wanted to kiss you like this that night. You’re so beautiful.”

“Are you talking to me? Or my boobs?” she said, tangling her hands through his hair and holding him in place.

“Your boobs. Definitely your boobs.” His muffled laughter made her want to slap his arm, but when his tongue dipped under her dress and bra, she forgot everything.

“They like you, too. Very much.” She moaned deeply, writhing against him. “Stay a while longer.”

“With pleasure.”

When she didn’t think she could stand any more, he finally lifted his head and captured her lips in a kiss so sweet and so passionate that she pulled her dress up to her hips and straddled him to better enjoy it. He growled his approval and deepened the kiss, digging his fingers into her hair. It had taken her nearly half an hour to get her hair into an updo, but she didn’t give a damn. He could dishevel the hell out of her until she looked thoroughly ravished. On second thought, he should go ahead and ravish her.

Seth was doing a fine job of it so far. His hands were moving all over her body as though he didn’t want any part of her to feel left out. It burned her up. When his hand traveled up her thigh, lifting her dress higher, she whimpered, impatient for him to touch her hypersensitive center.

But instead, his hand stopped its upward trajectory and quickly pulled her dress down to cover her hips again. To her utter shock and indignation, he pushed her away from him.

“How dare you?” she seethed as she tried to tug his mouth back on her lips.

“Later. I promise you we’ll resume later, but we’re here.” He sather back on the seat and adjusted his pants and smoothed down his hair. “Our chauffeur’s going to open the door any second now.”

Tara quickly tugged down her dress and reached for her hair, which she was surprised to find still in good shape. Just as she noticed Seth’s lips smeared with her bloodred lipstick, the door opened. To his credit, the chauffer didn’t blink an eye at how disheveled the two of them must have appeared.

Her ears burning, she took his outstretched hand and accepted his help to get out of the limo. Seth climbed out of the car after her, and shared a grin with the chauffeur. She was surprised they didn’t high-five each other. But it was adorable seeing how proud Seth was of himself.

He reached her side in two steps and offered her his arm again. “Shall we?”

Tara reached into her clutch and took out a tissue. Once she’d cleaned his mouth free of her lipstick, he took the tissue from her and cleaned around her lips.

“Now we shall,” she said. When they turned around, she finally realized where they were. “Landon’s restaurant? What are we doing here?”

“Come with me and you’ll see.” He was positively vibrating with excitement.

“What are you up to?” She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously, but his excitement was proving contagious.

“The best kind of mischief.”

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