Page 10 of Steamy Dunk
"I like it very much."
She could tell by the smile that spread across his face in his reflection that he knew she wasn't talking about what lay beyond the window.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked. "I have wine, beer, some weird protein shake I have to drink every morning. But I'm willing to share."
She couldn't help but laugh and turned around to look at him now, really look at him. His brown hair was a little disheveled after their ride in the elevator and his eyes looked a little darker in the apartment with only a few lights on compared to the restaurant.
His lankiness was on full display though, especially now that he didn't have his tuxedo jacket on. His sleeves were rolled up to expose his forearms, his hands in the pockets of his longpants. He had pulled himself up to his full height to look down on her, but it wasn't intimidating. It was invigorating.
"So." He cocked his head to the side and gave her a lopsided smile. "You ready to pick your poison?"
"Can I skip the drink?"
Violet didn't mean for her voice to come out that seductive, but she wasn't going to apologize for it now. Instead, she took a step closer to Parker -- but only a step -- waiting to see how he would respond.
He kept his hands in his pants pockets while his eyes roamed over her body in a way that made her remember that she was very thankful he took her on that date tonight.
"You look nice in my jacket." She gave him a small smile and took a step closer. "I'm sorry if I was too forward in the elevator. I should've asked before I tried to devour you."
"I mean, I wouldn't call that devouring me, but it was alright."
Parker perked an eyebrow in her direction. "Just alright?"
Violet shrugged and gave him a flirtatious smile. It only spurred him on as he took another step closer to her, so close that she could feel the heat coming through his shirt and his breath on her cheek. But he kept his hands in his pockets and it was driving her wild. She just wanted to reach out and pull them out to put them on her body. There was just something about the tension though that she was really enjoying.
"I can do better than alright." His voice was husky and dark, his breath coming quicker against her cheek. "Please let me show you that I can do better than just alright."
It was the "please" that spurred her on, the "please" that finally sent her over the edge. She couldn't contain her feelings for him anymore when he was acting so gentlemanly despite the fact that she knew he wasn't going to be a gentleman with her -- and she liked that.
Violet couldn't help what she did next, instinctively grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him down to her. She had to admit it took a bit of effort since he was a strong athlete and a tall one too, but there was only a moment of hesitation before he realized what she was doing and went along with it.
So she kissed him, hard and determined and hot. And when Parker pulled his hands out of his pants pockets, they were all over her. His palm against her neck, pulling her closer. His arm snaking under the tuxedo jacket she was wearing as his hand drifted down.
It was in that moment that she realized how much tension had been building between them tonight and how much she had tried to ignore it.
But why should she ignore it when it was like this? This was too good to ignore and she deserved this with a man this hot.
Parker slowly pulled them back toward the huge sectional in the room and sat down, Violet in between his wide open legs, kissing that soft skin just above her breasts as his hand reached around to play with the zipper of her dress. He slowly looked up at her and gave her a casual smile.
"May I?" he asked.
She could only nod, too stunned to be able to say words anymore.
It didn't help that he was so good with his hands as they quickly unzipped her dress, leaving it to pool on the floor at her feet.
Parker seemed to like what he saw, a growl escaping his mouth that sent shivers up her spine. She decided to wear a black bra tonight under her dress because it matched her black underwear that were those granny spanx kind that kept everything looking smooth. She wasn't sure if it was smooth to be wearing them now but Parker didn't seem to mind.
What he did seem to mind was her bra in his way and that man somehow popped the clasps on her back in quick order, letting it fall to the ground with her dress.
"Oh, fuck me," he muttered as he admired the view.
"Is that an invitation?"
Parker's eyes snapped up to her, a mischievous smile spreading across his face as he pulled her down on top of him.
Damn, he was lanky and it almost felt like Violet was climbing a tree to get on top of him, but there was nothing wrong with being a tree climber and she wanted to make sure she did her best.
She crawled up his body, unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt as she went higher, her hands sliding along his hot skin. Yeah, she was getting to him and she liked it.
