Before I could say anything about it, Shane scooped me up into his arms and pressed himself against me. I let out a soft yelp of surprise, but then laughed as he pulled my face into his, where he kissed me passionately. I took his face in my hands as well, stroking his baby soft cheeks and held him as if I'd never let him go again. God knew, I didn't want to.
I sensed the tightness in his pants as he reacted to my body, then felt him accidentally brush me with his hard cock. Embarrassed, he shifted himself so he wasn't poking me with it, but I too was having a reaction of my own to his body. I felt the wetness in my panties and almost suggested we sneak out of there and skip dinner entirely – both of us obviously eager to make up for lost time.
Shane had gone through all the trouble to do this for us though, and it was such a sweet gesture. When the kiss ended, he stared deeply into my eyes while stroking my cheek. The tenderness and passion in his gaze set my insides on fire and I swear I could almost have an orgasm just from the burning intensity I saw in him.
“Just like old times,” he whispered, his breath brushing against my lips.
“Yes,” I said, my face hurting from smiling so much and so wide. “Just like old times.”
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“I forgot how amazing their tiramisu really is,” I gushed.
I finished the last of my cake with a groan of pleasure and sat back in my seat, feeling like I might literally burst right there.
“God, that was so good,” I groaned, feeling my swollen belly.
“Do you have to be getting back to your daughter?” Shane asked.
He lifted his fork to his mouth and used the tip of his tongue to lick the remaining crumbs clean off of it. I eyed this movement carefully, imagining what that tongue could do to my body if he licked me like that.
“No, my mom's off,” I said, shooting him a mischievous grin. “She said I didn't have to hurry back.”
“Good.”
“Why? What do you have in mind?” I asked.
“I was thinking maybe dessert, round two,” he said.
“I don't think I could eat another bite of anything right now,” I chuckled.
“Who said anything about eating?”
His eyes sparkled and held a devious glint in those fiery depths as he put his fork down.
“Oh? So where were you planning to have this delightful dessert. In your crowded apartment or my mom's crowded house?” I teased.
“Neither,” he said. “I've booked a hotel room, actually. Just in case things were to head in that direction – I wanted an option.”
“A hotel? Wow, your new gig must be paying well,” I teased.
He shrugged. “It's not too bad,” he said. “So, what do you say?”
My insides were tied in knots and my throat was suddenly as dry as the desert. I was struggling to form a coherent thought, let alone a coherent sentence. But, judging by the moistness in my panties, and the intense need I had for more of his kisses, there was no way I could turn him down.
“I say – let's get out of here,” I said with a wink.
I grabbed my purse and the two of us scurried out of the restaurant, his hand on the small of my back as we walked to his car. Luckily, the hotel wasn't very far. I squirmed in my seat as Shane rested his hand on my thigh. I couldn't tell if he was as nervous as I was. It didn't seem that way. Shane parked, and since he'd already checked in, he pulled out his room key and together, we walked inside and down the hall to the room.
It was nothing fancy – especially since Walter didn't have super high-end hotels, but, it was private. My mom, daughter, and his siblings weren't running around, which was a huge bonus. As soon as he opened the door, he pushed me inside, and our lips were on each other once more. The fire and passion burned bright and I felt my body lighting up with it.
This time, however, his lips didn't just kiss mine. Oh no, he moved down my neck as his hands worked over my dress, grabbing at it as if he wanted to just rip it off me. He slipped the tip of his tongue along my neck, and I shuddered as waves of pleasure rippled through me.
“Yes, Shane,” I muttered.
He continued pushing me backward until I fell against the bed. He stood there, towering over me and staring down, his eyes glowing with a lust-fueled fire. A salacious grin spread across his face, and he had the look of a man who knew he was about to get laid.
Shane parted my legs and dropped between them, kissing his way up my thighs. The softness of his full lips on my skin made me squirm and writhe. He grabbed onto my hips and pulled me down the bed, closer to him. I squealed with surprise, grinning down at him as he slipped my panties to the side. Shane flicked his tongue out, running them along my wet, swollen lips, before licking around my clit. I arched my back upward and I groaned, my eyes fluttering open and shut as he continued exploring my body with his tongue.