“Well, I know you like watching dates like me get it on with other guys.”
The way she said it so casually nearly killed him. “It’s hot, okay?” Her laughter was a feminine balm on his nerves. Soon, he pulled her closer so he could lower his voice. “Guess I’m either into swinging or a closed circle of people. I need to be with someone okay with that over the long term.”
“And your fiancée didn’t agree?”
“I think I freaked them out. Even though this was a very well-known thing about me, and we weren’t exactly alone in the bedroom half the time.” Liam sighed.God, those were good times.He had done things he never thought he would do, but like he said… with the right person… “Anyway. Only time I’ve ever been engaged.” He decided to cut her off before she had the chance to ask follow-up questions. “My turn. I get to ask you a very invasive question now.”
Did it work? Did she instantly forget whatever she was about to ask? “Cool. Hit me.”
He squeezed her shoulder, his mouth hovering over her ear while her hair tickled his nose. “Tell me your dirtiest, raunchiest fantasy.”
“Oh, my God!” Eden leaned into him, forcing Liam to tighten his grip on her arm before they both tumbled backward in the booth. “I knew you were going to ask something like that!”
“So, you have something ready?”
She looked away, defiant and petulant, exactly how he liked his women on dates. “I had all sorts of answers before a week ago. They sound so tame now.”
“We just need to keep adding more men until you run out of room.”
“Liam!”
“Not in the first month, of course. We’ll work up to that for our first anniversary. Rent out a hotel room in Vegas. I’ll advertise the train on Reddit.”
“I swear to God!”
He was kidding.Never Reddit.He wondered if Eden knew about the better sites for such debauchery. “Well, if we do keep dating for a year, I’ll make it my mission to help you make your dirtiest fantasies come true. I’ll try anything once as long as it doesn’t restrict airflow.”
“Anything?”
“To be fair, I’ve already tried most everything. It’s your turn now.”
She thought about it for a moment, her eyes rolling up and to the right as she rubbed a finger against her chin and tapped her foot beneath the table. Liam took the opportunity to nibble on her ear and make her giggle some more.
“You put some naughty ideas in my head last weekend.” Her hand curled around his thigh, coming dangerously close to hiscrotch.Yes, yes, I like that.Liam made sure she knew by the look on his face. “About other people watching.”
“This isn’t the appropriate place for some under-table action, Eden.”
“Oh, shush.” Her fingers dug through his jeans. “I’m talking about the window in your hotel room. You just put me on display like that.” Her teeth dragged a long, satisfying line along her bottom lip. “It was hot. Especially there. And in the cabana. Just out in the open like that.”
“I have got to take you to a club.”
“Yes, you do.”
“Put you in a fishbowl room and have my way with you in front of the two-way mirrors.”
“Sounds great.”
“Does it? Or is this what a couple of drinks does to Ms. Eden?”
“Well… the thoughts are there, Mr. Ashe. The booze just helps me voice them with unsung confidence.”
Between that and her death grip near his stiffening cock, Liam knew it was time to go – before he dragged her into the bathroom for a quickie nobody else asked for them to have. “Do you want to go back to my place? Right now?”
She shuddered with a delightful whistle between her teeth. “Yes.”
Before she could slide out of the booth and grab her coat, he tapped her cheek with his hand and made her look at him. “Answer one more question of mine, hm?”
Something about her demeanor faltered, but Eden quickly recovered. “What?”