Page 13 of You Had Me At No
We get to our table and he orders a bottle of wine for us to share. We get Oysters Rockefeller for an appetizer. While we’re waiting on our steaks, we try to get to know each other better by playing twenty questions.
We’re two bottles of wine in and I’m definitely feeling it. Liam made a dad joke, and normally, I don’t find those funny, but I lean across the table and put my hand on his and laugh.
He flips his hand over so that he can grip mine. He lifts his other hand holding his wine and takes a long sip. He swallows, then brings my palm up to his mouth and gently kisses it, making me squirm in my seat.
Fuck, that was hot.
“At this point, I think we’ll need to take an Uber back home,” he says.
I giggle. “Yeah, it’s not smart to drink and drive.”
“Well, if we’re doing that, do you want to split another bottle before we leave?”
I don’t hesitate. “Yes, please. Then we can just go back to my place. You can stay the night if you want so you don’t have to pay extra for an Uber. I can drive you back to your car in the morning.”
He smirks. “If you wanted to take me to bed, all you had to do was ask.”
My face gets hot. “I didn’t say I wanted to take you to bed. I was just suggesting you stay at my place so you don’t have to pay more for an Uber. I mean, it’s the least I can do after this amazing date,” I lie. Well, half lie. It’s been an amazing date, but I definitely want to get him into bed. It could be the alcohol talking, but then again, I found this man extremely sexy before I started drinking. I just wouldn’t have the nerve to do anything sober. I’m not the type to make the first move.
His eyes darken and he gives me a knowing look. “Tell yourself whatever to help you sleep at night, babe. But you and I both know you want me. And you surely know I want you.” He leans forward and grabs my hand again. “We’re both adults. It’s okay to give in to what we both know is inevitable between us.”
He nips the pad on my thumb with his teeth and I squeak.
“Fuck.” My whole body is on fire and I swallow, rubbing my wet thumb over his lips.
His eyes lock on me. “I think it’s time to get the check.”
I nod. “Yep. I think you’re right.”
Liam
We stumble out of the restaurant, hand in hand, and into the Uber that’s waiting. As soon as we get seated, it’s like we’re both holding our breaths, waiting for what’s going to happen next. I turn to her and immediately my eyes find her lips. She licks them and I track the movement before replicating it. I cup her cheek in my hand and rub my thumb over her cheek. I slowly move in and press my lips against hers. She’s so sweet. A hint of the winewe were drinking still lingers. We both deepen the kiss, allowing our mouths to open, and our tongues dance between us. The kiss continues to deepen and all sense of respect is out the window. I thread my fingers through the hair at the base of her skull and we’re all over each other. I don’t give a fuck who sees us. I need to be inside her now. We continue kissing until the driver clears their throat. I break away and stare at her, noting her puffy lips and the mascara underneath her eyes. She’s so perfectly unhinged right now. Fuck, she’s a beautiful mess. I look past her and notice we’re at our final destination, so I turn away long enough to fall out of the car and she follows suit. “Where the fuck are we?” I laugh out loud. This sure doesn’t look like any apartment, house, or living situation I’ve ever seen.
“Oh yeah,” she coughs out, “my parents own a bed-and-breakfast and I stay here to help them out.”
I stare at her for a moment before we both start cracking up laughing. I’m not sure what we’re laughing at anymore, but we laugh so hard that my stomach starts to cramp. I reach out for her and kiss her again. I can’t seem to keep myself away from her right now, not that I would even if I could control myself. We walk backward, our lips not leaving each other as we push our way through the front entryway. The light from the entryway has me opening my eyes and looking around. She pulls away and notices my looks before she giggles and puts her finger up to her mouth.
“Shhhh.” She giggles. She holds her hand out to me. “C’mon.”
We rush up the stairs and stumble down a hall, giggling the entire way. I haven’t been this secretive about going home with a woman since I was sneaking out in high school.
As soon as we get in her room, we’re back on each other like butter on corn. She works at the button on my shirt, getting frustrated and ripping at them until they finally release fromtheir holes. I slip out of my shirt while she backs away and stares at me with hooded eyes.
“Like what you see, baby?” I say.
She bites her lip and nods. She crosses her legs. That pussy must be dripping for me. I walk past her and grab her hand.
“C’mon.”
She follows me and I sit on her bed with her in between my legs.
“Strip for me. I want to see you. All of you.”
She takes a step back and grabs the hem of her dress to pull it over her head, and my cock twitches in its confines.
My hand is twitching as well, the need to reach out and taste her growing every second She’s left in front of me in nothing but a lacey black bra and a matching black thong. Her thick thighs have me salivating. They would look great wrapped around my head.
Is this heaven? I grab at my chest and fall backward onto the bed, and she rushes up beside me.
