Page 13 of Dangerous Curves Ahead
Chapter Three
Steele
Picking up Rickie for their first date was nothing short of amazing.
She came out in a red dress, her hair pinned in a style with a red flower, and looking like the bombshell she is.
Her dress accented her perfectly, and he longed to explore her with his hands and his mouth.
His cock jerked hard and he had to shake his head to clear the thoughts in his head.
He was driving around, talking to the girl who he wanted to give the world and she was telling him about her likes, and her dislikes.
She was rambling, going on about her love of all things lemon flavored, and how she used to hate it. But now she couldn’t get enough.
It made him laugh and make a mental note to get her lemon cake or lemon candies when he could.
He told her that he would eat just about anything put in front of him, mainly because when you are on missions, the food wasn’t exactly five star dining.
She laughed at that and he told her he did love anything meat related and would eat it all.
He asked what her favorite movie was and she bit her lip, then said she loved any romantic movie, but her favorite was Ever After.
The Cinderella story was something that she couldn’t stop watching whenever it came on, no matter how many times she had seen it, and she loved re-watching movies.
He told her that he hadn’t watched many but would love to sit with her whenever she wanted to watch one.
That made her smile. He pulled up to an overlook that he sat at often to clear his mind and get away from it all.
When they got there, he could stand it no longer, and leaned over, threading his fingers through her hair and pulling her mouth to his.
The red, lush, pillows of her lips sealed to his and he felt her moan.
He licked the seam of her mouth and she opened to him with a small gasp. He gripped her hair in his hand harder, pulling her head back a bit.
He thrust his tongue into her mouth and when she brought hers into play, he was the one to moan.
She tasted delicious. Like the dessert they had at dinner and her.
And he wanted more. He pulled back slightly, reluctantly pulling his mouth from hers. He undid her seatbelt, moved his seat back as far as it could go, and pulled her over the console and into his lap.
“Steele!” She cried out and he stopped her cry with another kiss, he clutched at him, while he buried his hand back in her hair, and kept her where he wanted.
And then she started to move her body over him, her hips jerking involuntarily.
He broke the kiss, panting against her. “Bombshell, you can’t do that here. I only meant to kiss you, but the second my lips touch yours, I seem to lose myself and all my good intentions.”
She raised her eyebrow, and her hips flexed again, “I just can’t seem to stop. I never knew it could feel this good.”
He kissed her again, needing her mouth against his.
He kissed his way down her neck, sucking on the skin there ever so slightly, making her whimper and then his hand came up to cup one of her full, lush tits.
He ran his thumb over the nipple and her head fell back, and he sucked on the skin of her cleavage.
He had to stop this. And take her home to his bed.
He held her hips in his hands, loving that his large hands had plenty to hold, and she stopped moving.
