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Her pupils dilate. “But not from me.”
We stare at each other for so long that neither of us pays attention when the bite of raindrop cake slips from the spoon and lands on her chest. It clings to her bare chest, the deep vee in her shirt revealing the tiniest bit of cleavage.
“Oops!” With a breathy laugh, she picks it up with her fingers, and I automatically open my mouth for her to feed me.
The delicate, watery sweetness fills my mouth while Journey watches. I know I shouldn’t, but I give her fingertips a small, licking kiss when her touch lingers on my lips.
She shivers in my arms, and then a teasing smile stretches her lovely lips. “Thanks for dinner, Daddy.”
Without giving a fuck what anyone in this restaurant thinks, I tilt her chin down and press my lips to hers.
What am I doing? What are we doing?
Nobody behaves this way in broad daylight, in the middle of a respected sushi restaurant in downtown Dallas on a Tuesday.
Look at her. Look at her sweet, young face and what you’ve done to it, Riggins. You’ve put hope in those haunted eyes. She thinks you’re the bee’s knees and has no idea what you’re like. Who you really are.
She’s not ready.
Just one more kiss, maybe two, and then we’ll leave. I’ll set her up with a safer hotel room and then go home for a cold shower.
And that will be that.
four
Journey
Jay’s fiery, possessive kisses stir me to my core.
I am backed against the door of a five-star hotel suite, and I don’t even care what the room looks like. I just need Jay to keep kissing me.
While he dips his head down to my level, his hand cradles my jaw like a precious jewel. His hips pin me in place, a massive erection jutting into my abdomen.
His tongue slicks past my lips, and I happily open my mouth to let him in. The taste of sake and the scent of aftershave fills my senses.
This day is going pretty damn well every time Jay shows up.
“Thanks for helping me on the bus,” I say when he moves on from kissing my mouth to worshiping my throat.
“Thanks for letting me help you,” he murmurs, his words warm and muffled against my skin. God, that feels good.
His hands go to my hair, and the slight tugging makes me wet. The gentle suck at the base of my throat needs to stop, though. I don’t want to advertise a hickey during my second round of interviews tomorrow. So, I should definitely tell him to stop. And I will. In a minute, as soon as I stop enjoying it.
“And thanks for the coffee,” I say with a smile in response to the playful scrape of teeth against my collarbone. Jay’s mouth plays over my skin, nipping and kissing and sucking, threatening to make me stupid with lust.
“Anytime, shortcake.”
I shouldn’t like that so much. I shouldn’t get tingly when a man gives me a cutesy nickname, especially one implying I’m short.
I wonder how tingly I’d be if he called me shortcake while his huge dick rearranged my guts.
Let’s find out.
I push back against his prodding hips, letting him know I recognize just how bad he wants this. He grunts against the shell of my ear, the grip of his hands in my hair growing tighter. I answer with a soft moan and begin to wriggle awkwardly out of my blazer.
Jay pulls back when he feels me struggling, his face a question mark.
“The blazer is borrowed; I don’t want to ruin it with whatever’s about to happen.”
