Then He Kissed Me (Whispering Bay Romance 2)

“I don’t think he’ll have to go to therapy just because you came by with dinner. And a little break right now isn’t going to kill me.”

“I could stay and help,” he offered. “Think of it as my present to you.”

“My present, huh?” She glanced at the locked door and Nate could have sworn her cheeks went pink. “As a matter of fact, I was lying in bed last night thinking of another present you could give me. But, you’ve already brought me so much. Dinner and a rose. I don’t want you to think I’m being too…greedy.”

Flushed skin, bright eyes, and a huskiness in her voice that hadn’t been there before. All three signs added up to only one logical conclusion. Lauren wanted him.

And just like that, he instantly went hard. “The definition of greed implies a certain selfishness on one’s part. Whereas, the present I hope you have in mind, results in a mutually pleasurable outcome for all parties involved. Therefore, I disagree with your statement. You’re not being greedy at all. I expect to receive the same level of satisfaction that I dole out.”

“Oh my God. I love it when you talk dirty.” She threw her arms around him and because she was wearing flip-flops she couldn’t quite reach his neck, so he lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist. With his hands on her bottom to support her, he walked them to the back of the store.

“Where’s your office?” he asked, trying to sound as if he still had some measure of control over the situation.

“On the left,” she gasped.

He shouldered the door open and sat her on the desk so that her lower legs dangled over the edge. “Oh, goody, desk sex,” she giggled. “I’ve never done this before.” He stood

in between her legs and put his hands on her knees, spreading them wide. Her flip flops fell to the ground.

Nate reached beneath her dress and found the edge of her panties. He slid a finger inside the crotch, then guided the little scrap of lace down her legs and tossed them on the floor.

Her eyes went wide. “Take off your glasses,” she said.

“Take off your dress,” he countered.

“Okay.” She quickly unzipped the dress, pulled it off and tossed it somewhere in the general vicinity of her panties. He didn’t have to ask her to take off her bra. She automatically took that off as well. His gaze slowly took her in, savoring the moment for as long as he humanly could. Lauren was beautiful. Naked. Aroused. And his.

He took off his glasses and tucked them into the far corner of the desk for safe keeping, then turned back and grinned. “So, birthday girl, what do you want? Name it. It’s yours.”

She slipped her arms around his neck and smiled sweetly. “I don’t want anything but you, Nate. Just you.” Then she kissed him, and he lost it. He couldn’t get inside her fast enough.

He fumbled around but he was finally able to get the condom out of the wallet in the back pocket of his jeans. Lauren broke the kiss long enough to take off his belt. Between the two of them they got his jeans and his boxers off, and the condom on. Then he grabbed her hips and angled her just right for him to plunge inside her.

“Oh, yeah,” Lauren said. “Just like that.” She laid back and wrapped her legs high around his waist. He put his hands on her ass, lifting her slightly off the desk so that he could get in deeper.

She wanted him. She was getting him. He didn’t think he’d ever been this wild before. He pumped and pumped until his balls felt like they were going to burst, and then in some far off corner of his brain, he realized she hadn’t had an orgasm yet.

“Baby…I really need you to come.” He didn’t recognize his own voice. It sounded guttural and almost non-human.

He forced himself to slow down. To think of…something, anything other than how incredibly tight she felt around him. Still inside her, he bent over and took a pink nipple into his mouth and began to suck, keeping up the same rhythm as his cock. She moaned. Her nails lightly raked his back, urging him on. The slower he went, the louder she moaned. It was the most beautiful sound Nate had ever heard. He could feel her begin to pulse around him, and unbelievably, she got even wetter. And when she finally screamed, he threw his head back and laughed, because it felt so fucking good to make her feel this good. A few seconds later, he followed her with the most explosive orgasm of his life.

*~*~*

Lauren scraped the rest of the cheesecake off her plate and stuffed it in her mouth. “It’s official,” she said, leaning back on the couch in her office. “This is the year I become a fatty.”

Nate sat across from her wearing nothing but his glasses and his boxer briefs. “Then you’ll just have to start running with me in the mornings.” His jeans were still somewhere on the floor but she’d claimed his shirt. She liked wearing it. It was crisp and the cotton felt cool against her skin. Plus, it was huge on her. It went down to her knees and it smelled like his cologne. She was going to demand he gift it to her before the night was over.

“Is that how you stay in shape?” she asked, admiring his chest. After he’d given her that lovely birthday present on the desk, they’d practically attacked the food basket. She’d eaten almost half her salmon and all her cheesecake, and between them, they’d finished off the bottle of wine as well.

He looked her over with the same appreciation she’d just shown him. “You’re not too shabby yourself.”

“But my boobs are saggy and I have stretch marks. Men have it so much easier. They can have a baby and it doesn’t change them one bit.”

He laid down his cheesecake. “Are you serious? Or is this your way of fishing for a compliment?”

She felt herself flush. “No, I mean…I know I’m not a troll or anything. I know I’m…pretty. But, I’m not eighteen anymore, you know?”

He looked at her. “No, you’re not. You’re much more attractive now.”