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I giggled and his face lit up like the sound made him happy.
Ari made my plate, walking me through the correct way to make a perfect taco, and then we walked to his kitchen table to eat. I was about to sit down when he slid under me and pulled me into his lap, setting his plate down in front of us.
“My house. My rules. And my rules say wehaveto eat just like this,” he purred into my ear.
I bit my lip and then found myself nuzzling against him. I craved this kind of closeness. I was desperate for it. He wasn’t going to have to fight me on this kind of thing at all.
“Good girl,” he murmured, and I melted, belatedly realizing that I’d missed the beast I was now sitting on. It was going to be quite memorable, sitting on his erection and eating tacos at the same time.
He hummed against my hair before grabbing a steak taco off his plate and taking a big bite. Ari’s moan of delight was…erotic. Hereallyloved tacos.
He munched away happily, telling me about his favorite taco place in Dallas that Lincoln had recently betrayed him at by taking Monroe. I was quite confident of Ari’s three favorite things at this point: hockey, Lincoln, and tacos. Four things, I amended. I was beginning to suspect that I was one of his favorite things as well.
The conversation flowed effortlessly, as if we had known each other for a lifetime. The tension that had hung in the air earlier had transformed into something more intimate, a connection that went beyond words.
* * *
Ari
I was dying. Literally. Not sure if I was in heaven…or hell.
I had the hardest erection of my entire life and she kept pushing against it. And I was eating tacos.
Fuckkk.
And she was so easy to talk to. She was relaxing, opening up to me. And it was the sweetest thing.
I took my last bite of dinner, mentally congratulating myself because I’d killed it on the carne asada tonight. I was tempted to eat more, but I had plans…big plans…and I didn’t want to be too full for them.
There was nothing worse than a meat fart.
Don’t think about meat farts when you’re about to seduce your woman!,I screamed at myself.
She turned and smiled at me, and all other thoughts thankfully disappeared.
I wanted her. I wanted her so badly it honest to goodness felt like I would fucking die if I didn’t have her. Right now.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, cocking her head innocently.
I stared at her for a second, trying to find some kind of self control.
But alas…there wasn’t any to be found.
I scooped her up, enjoying her little squeak of surprise, and I stalked towards my bedroom. From the moment I’d moved into the place, I’d been dreaming of her in my bed. Getting off to it multiple times a day.
And I was all about dreams becoming a reality.
I threw her down on the bed, and she stretched out like a languid cat. Laying there in my clothes. Fuck, the sexiest thing I’d ever seen…only to be beat by the scene I’d get in a second when I stripped her completely bare.
I kneeled on the bed and crawled to her, her violet eyes wide in anticipation.
I was suddenly overcome with gratitude. It was enough to make me fall forward and just lay my head on her stomach. I’d actually found her. All those years of feeling lonely, like I’d lost the one person meant for me.
And I’d found her.
“Ari,” she said softly, her hands sliding through my hair.
I nuzzled against her, my fingers tracing the skin peeking out from where my shirt had slid up on her. I glanced up at her face, and fuck, I was witnessing true perfection. I’d never get tired of staring at her. I was sure of it. Never ever.
