Page 10 of Wrong Number, Right Silver Fox
"Is your friend here to cock block me?"
I can't help myself, and I start laughing.
"She's my moral support. I was a mess getting ready. I really want this to go well."
Damn me and my total honesty. He takes a few slow steps toward me until he's standing right before me. I look up at him and see his beautiful gray eyes focused intently on me. His gray beard looks soft to the touch, and I can't help myself, so I reach up and run my fingers through it.
It's just bliss. A thrill to my senses. And my pussy throbs again. I don't know if we'll make it out of the house after all.
"We should go."
"I could kick Meg out."
"I want to have dinner with you."
"So it's not all about sex between us?"
"I didn't know who you were when I saw you at that staff meeting, yet I wanted you so much that I felt I was cheating on Vixen. I want everything with you, Emily. We can make it through dinner."
Honestly, I wasn't so sure we could do that, but I trusted him.
"Let's go then."
Dinner was torture. I couldn't stop looking at Jack, and everything he did or said turned me on even more.
"You're so distracted."
"Your voice is driving me crazy."
He gives me a smug smile and reaches across the table to hold my hand. He is warm to the touch, and his hands are not as soft as I would have thought for someone who teaches for a living.
"These moments are important."
I look into his face and see that he's serious about this. I realize I'm letting my hormones get the best of me and make a promise to myself to take things slowly. This man in front of me is special and is treating me like a queen.
"Does our age difference bother you?" I ask him.
"Only if it means I can't have you."
He picks up my hand, pulls it closer to him, and gently kisses my palm. I resist the urge to straddle him in the middle of this restaurant. It's his favorite, after all. I don't want to get us thrown out of here and have him banned from it.
It's a really big battle inside me. When we're done with the main course, I say no to dessert and gaze at him with all the lust that is boiling inside of me. He's got a great poker face, so I can't tell what he's thinking.
We walk hand in hand out of the restaurant and reach his car in less than a minute. He opens the passenger door for me, and I sit down. I don't buckle my seatbelt because as soon as he's inside this vehicle, I'm going to jump him. I no longer care.
My sexy thoughts are interrupted when he reaches for my hand again. I turn to him and finally see what I'm feeling reflected in his eyes. Lust, passion, fire. I brazenly move from my seat and straddle him in his. I'm looking down at his handsome face and can't believe we're here together at last.
I see a tattoo peeking from the collar of his shirt, and my desire doubles at the unexpected ink. I use my finger to trace the visible part, and his neck and chest break out in goosebumps. I can't help myself and place a kiss where my finger was.
He groans, and the vibrations go through me like a shot of adrenaline. His hands are at my waist, and they squeeze megently. I straighten up and put my forehead against his. He smells of aftershave and musk, and I want to eat him up.
Our noses brush up against one another, and I swear this is the most perfect moment I've ever had. Breath mingles with breath, and our lips are just an inch apart. It's like neither of us wants to do anything that would ruin this amazing moment.
That's when I realize I need more and move my mouth forward to touch his lips with mine. They are soft and warm, and his mustache tickles me. His tongue comes out and licks the opening of my mouth and I let him in.
When our tongues touch, it’s electric. My body melts into his, and our mouths are fused together. After a moment I feel myself close to climax and realize I've been grinding against his hard cock all this time. A few more movements and I…
There's a knock on the window. I'm in a haze and hear the person knock again. I look to the side and see a man waving at us from the driver's side of the car. He seems happy to see us, and I'm not sure what to do. I'm almost indignant when Jack opens the window.
