“I didn’t notice a change in temperature. How did you know that?” he asked.
She rubbed her arms and looked up at him surprised.
“I was right?”
“Yes.”
Their conversation was cut short when the pizza arrived. The banter continued as they talked between bites of pizza. Each fact he revealed added to his appeal. The question she really wanted to ask was what a man like him was doing single. Despite the laid back persona he presented, his eyes seemed shadowed with secrets and pain. It was a look she knew was mirrored in her own. A man this handsome with something to hide should bring up red flags. Still, she couldn’t shake the déjà vu that made her believe she could trust him.
All too soon they stood in front of the back entrance to Cupa.
“I’ve returned you to the same place I found you unharmed, and if I’m not mistaken, happy. Does that mean I passed the first test?” he asked
“Maybe.”
Juni leaned back against the wall and tilted her head back to gaze up at him as he leaned forward, enclosing her in between the arms he placed on either side of his head. He lowered his head, and she inhaled the unique aroma of his scent. Oliver paused just centimeters from her mouth.
“I’m going to kiss you now,” he whispered.
He peered into her eyes, in search of what she assumed was permission. She gave a quick nod, and he tangled his fingers into her hair. Her body melded against his as he pulled her tight to his firm frame. A purr vibrated in her throat when his tongue flicked out to trace her lips.
“You’re just as tasty as I thought you’d be,” he said.
She grasped his biceps to keep herself standing as her legs wobbled, and her body shook. The raw sensuality t
hat poured off him made her pussy weep. Her pebbled nipples brushed against the rough material of her shirt through her bra, and she moaned.
“That’s it. Open up and let me in, Juniper.”
Her lips parted of their own accord and she dug her nails into his flesh as he ground his length against her stomach. He was long, thick, and hard. Damn, was there anything this man didn’t have? Color me impressed! She sucked his tongue into her mouth, and pretended it was his cock. Her eyes popped open when Oliver suddenly lifted her and propped her against the wall behind her. She wrapped her long legs around him, and grasped his blond locks. Their mouths battled for dominance, and their bodies ground together. Their breath came in pants once they parted to suck down oxygen.
“Fuck,” he said. “I can’t get enough of you.”
“It’s mutual,” she managed to say in between greedy intakes of air.
With his porcelain skin flushed and his lips red and swollen from their kisses, Oliver looked like a ravished angel. The erotic blend of innocence and sensuality woke a slumbering need inside her. She sucked the skin of his neck into her mouth as a sudden need to mark him lit a fire in her belly. Her hips rolled, and her moist center lined against the bulge in his jeans. The seam of her pants brushed her swollen nub, teasing her as it pushed her closer to a climax. Her body shook and her walls quivered. She was going to come right here in front of God and everybody, and she could care less.
Oliver growled and gripped her hips tight as he thrust against her. Rough brick scraped her back. The contrast of his hard body and the wall made her feel deliciously dirty. She’d never done anything like this before! Here with this man it felt right, and damned good. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she rode the crest of the wave he’d created. He shoved his face into the hollow between her shoulder and her neck, muffling a gruff cry as they trembled together.
I can’t believe we just did that. Her legs lowered to the ground as the headlights of a car passed over them. She slumped against him, unable to support her own weight as she came down from her high.
“Are you okay?” Oliver asked a few moments later.
“Yes. I don’t know where that came from.”
“Me either.” It was nice to know she wasn’t the only one who’d fallen under the strange spell that made her throw common sense in the rubbish bin.
Oliver shook his head, pushed away from her body, and ran a hand through his hair. The bubble they’d been encompassed by burst as they both adjusted their clothing the best they could and looked everywhere but in each other’s eyes. It was a little late to be embarrassed now. Juni prayed no one had witnessed them going at it like randy teenagers.
“I know we went about this ass backwards, but can I have you phone number?”
His bashful tone made her laugh and broke the ice as she nodded her head.
They exchanged phone numbers, and she watched as he walked away, feeling as if the whole night had been a dream.
Chapter Three
Oliver stepped inside the darkened entryway of his three-bedroom ranch and sighed as the weight that had been lifted temporarily settled back onto his shoulders. The house held too many memories. He thought about selling it, but it had been home since he was twenty-one. He flicked the light switch on and locked the door behind him. He should feel guilty about what had happened earlier. He’d been like a thirteen-year-old boy with his first dirty magazine as he came in his pants. But you felt alive. Exhaustion hit him as the day caught up with him. He walked to the master bathroom, stripped down, tossed his clothes into a hamper, and entered the shower, turning the water up as hot as he could stand.