I’m more than ready, baby. Just say the word, and I’m yours.
Stepping out into the hallway, Garrett closed the door behind him, offering her his elbow like a gentleman should. With a shy smile, Avery accepted. Her small fingers curling around his arm in a way that made his heart swell and his zipper tighten.
Less than an hour later, with their main course only half-eaten, he was already trying to come up with a way to keep their evening together from coming to an end.
“Ohmygod.” Avery took a bite of her buttery lobster tail. “This is incredible.”
Garrett’s steak and shrimp meal was great, too. But he was enjoying the woman sitting across from him even more.
She took another bite, releasing a moan that made his brain—and his crotch—immediately turn to sex.
“I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.”
I bet you taste better.
Aaaand just like that, the image of Avery lying on his bed, completely naked—except for those damn shoes—flashed before him. With her hair flared out around her shoulders and her knees up and spread wide, Garrett’s mouth watered as he pictured himself leaning in for that first taste of heaven.
“Garrett?”
The concern in Avery’s voice brought him back to the present.
“I’m sorry, what?”
Her eyes sparkled with humor. “I asked if you were enjoying your steak.”
“Oh.” He shot her a quick smile. “Uh…yeah. It’s great.”
But not nearly as great as those sweet lips of yours.
Garrett hadn’t stopped thinking about that kiss, and how it had damn near knocked him on his ass.
He’d locked lips with many a woman in his day, but holy hell. He’dneverfelt a jolt of pure electricity like the one that had zipped through him when he’d kissed Avery.
“I should stop.” She tore through his scattered thoughts again. “Save room for dessert.”
A drop of butter had fallen on her bottom lip, and he nearly came unglued when she caught it with her forefinger, and then wrapped her lipsaroundthat finger, sucking it clean.
Later, by the time dessert had come and gone, Garrett’s cock was aching to the point of pain, and he was certain his zipper had already caused permanent damage.
The woman savored her food like great sex. The satisfied moans escaping her throat, and the innocent licks of her luscious lips tempting him in ways he’d never known.
Yes, Avery Webb was a temptress of the worst kind. Because she had absolutelynoidea the effect she had on him.
“That was amazing.” Her sweet voice caught his attention. “So rich and chocolatey. I can’t believe I ate the whole thing.”
“That good, huh?”
“Mmm hmm.” She gave a solemn nod. “I’m not usually a big dessert person, but I’m going to have to learn how to make that.”
The tip of her tongue met with some leftover chocolate glaze on her spoon, and Garrett clenched his fists resting on his lap. It was all he could do not to swipe the table clean and take her right there, in front of God and everyone.
“You don’t like sweets?” He forced a casual tone.
Avery shook her head. “Not typically. Vanilla ice cream is my usual go-to. Chocolate chip if I’m celebrating something or drowning my sorrows.” She patted her mouth with her napkin. “But that was incredible,andit fulfills my one new food experience quota for the day.”
The odd comment left him intrigued. “You have a limit?”
“No.” Avery’s feminine shoulders shook with laughter. “I just have this…you know what? Never mind.”