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He grinned, loving that I was barely holding onto control. I let out a choked laugh right when the old ladies down front laughed at the screen. Mine was borne of complete, wonderful surprise.
Why had I resisted this for even one single minute?
His pussy-eating skills beat every guy who had his head between my thighs before him.
He slid a hand below his mouth, where he worked my sensitive nub and pumped two fingers inside me. And that did it.
Squeezing my eyes closed, I clawed into his hair with both hands, holding him still while I rocked through my orgasm. I bit my lip so hard that I tasted a metallic drop of blood. He groaned a deep, satisfied rumble that vibrated against my clit, wrenching yet another orgasmic spasm around his fingers.
With his fingers still gently stroking inside me, he levered back onto his knees, leaned his broad chest against mine, and took my mouth in a sensuous kiss. He tasted of beer and Bennett and me. I whimpered into his mouth.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hauled him closer, relishing the afterglow endorphins of an orgasm I didn’t have to provide myself. Besides, even my rabbit vibrator couldn’t make me come that hard.
“I like the movies,” I whispered against his mouth when he eased up.
His laughter shook his chest as he smiled against my mouth. “I like dessert in the movies.”
“You sure do know how to woo a girl, Broussard.”
“I aim to please, Ms. Mouton.”
Before I could say anything else, my face cracking wide with the crazy smile I was wearing, he pulled my panties from his pocket and carefully slid them back on.
I shimmied my hips up so he could get them in place. When I went to push my hem back down, he shoved my arms out of the way and did it himself, seeming to enjoy redressing me as much as undressing me.
He picked up my Milk Duds and handed them over, then my wine, unfolding my tabletop from the side of the chair. Once satisfied I was completely comfortable as before, he sat back in his chair and exhaled a happy sigh, grinning as he swigged his beer and returned to watching the movie.
“Proud of yourself, aren’t you?” I murmured, my eyes on the screen.
“Immensely.”
“That was a devious move, Broussard.”
“I didn’t hear any complaints.”
“Of course not. My vagina was too busy enjoying herself.”
He barked out a laugh. “Very pleased to know that at least she’s enjoying the date.”
“This was supposed to be a business date.”
“Something you should know about me.” He turned to look at me, the light from the screen caressing his chiseled jaw and cheekbones, the other half in shadow. “I don’t always play by the rules to get what I want.”
Grinning, I focused back on the movie, popping a Milkdud into my mouth. “Cocky.”
“Confident.” Then he leaned sideways, his big shoulders pressing into mine as he asked, “Am I going to get a second date?”
There was no pretending now. Bennett was hotter than Hades, in all the ways. And I sure as hell wasn’t about to stop now.
“Yeah. But I’m going to get you back for this.”
“I hope so,” he teased.
Laughing, I looped my arm through his, leaning my head on his shoulder while Corie Bratter did her “Shama, Shama” dance. I felt his lips coast over the crown of my head before he turned back to watch the movie.
A sensation I’d never felt warmed my belly. A tightening, sweet knot that kept a goofy smile on my face for the rest of the evening.
I’d hovered in the foyer when he dropped me off at the doorstep, watching him back out of the drive and touching my lips where he’d given me a slow, melting, but short kiss, then departed without asking to come in or even hinting that he wanted to.
