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Dalton hands it to me. “Yes, it’s for you. I saw him in the store, and he looked like he belonged with your other two.”
A lusty warmth steals over me, and my pulse quickens with a forbidden longing. This might be the sexiest thing anyone has ever done for me. He brought me a stuffie because he thought I’d like it. Who is this man?
I hold the owl tightly, trying to tame the hunger rushing through my body. Suddenly, a name for the owl hits me, and I grin. “This is Frosty Winks.”
Dalton chuckles warmly. “Frosty Winks. That’s an excellent name,” he replies and gives me an exaggerated wink.
Ha ha, he’s a funny guy. I place the owl on the couch with the other two stuffies, taking a moment to arrange them and talk to them in my head.Okay, guys, here’s a new friend. Be nice to each other while I’m gone.I give each stuffie a pat on the head to show them I love them all equally.
Once I’m satisfied with their placement, I pick up my purse from the coffee table. Turning back to Dalton, conflicting emotions war inside me. I’ve never been more attracted to a man than I am right now to him. I want to push him onto the couch between my stuffies and fuck his brains out, but I also have an urge to crawl into his lap and snuggle against him.
I tell myself I need to calm down and try to steady my racing pulse, but it’s no use. The pounding need inside me blots out all reason, and it’s like I have no control over my body. I’ve been feeling like I don’t know who I am anymore, but this person I am right now is another side to myself I’ve never experienced before. Something has awakened my sexual goddess—and she knows exactly how to get what she wants. He’s going to be wrapped around my finger so fast his head is going to spin.
When his eyes meet mine, desire flares in their depths and his voice is husky. “Are you ready to go?”
A current of desire ripples through my body, and my clit throbs. Oh god, the things his deep, rumbling voice is doing to me. How am I going to make it through dinner without throwing myself at him?
Wait, why wait for dinner?
I make a snap decision and drop my purse. “No.”
“No? Why not?” Dalton raises an eyebrow, but the heated twinkle in his eyes tells me he knows the score.
The energy coursing through me is incredible, and I’m ready to explore this new side of myself. I slowly kick off my high heels one at a time. “Because I said so.”
He gives me a sly and seductive smile while he studies me intently.
Since he’s not talking, I continue. “Besides, the whole point of the date is for us to spend some time together, right?”
Dalton finally takes a step forward. “That’s the goal,” he murmurs, reaching up and brushing his thumb over my lower lip. “So, what did you have in mind?”
I’m wet and throbbing, and he’s barely touched me yet. It’s a miracle I haven’t melted into a puddle.
“You know,” I whisper, sounding needy. “I’m hungry for something other than food.”
Dalton leans down until his face is mere inches away, and his warm breath ghosts over my cheek. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”
An intense, primal craving ignites my senses and sends waves of desire coursing through my body. I don’t care what he does, I just need him. I stretch upward as my heels lift off the floor and I balance on the balls of my feet so I can slide my arms around his neck, gently pulling on him so he’ll meet my lips halfway.
As soon as his mouth is on mine, he takes control. He sweeps me into an earth-shattering kiss, and it feels like fireworks are exploding in my head, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through me. I moan against his mouth, our tongues dueling with passion.
Dalton wraps his arms around me, and I whimper.Oh yes, touch me everywhere.With his lips still locked against mine, Dalton’s hands trace the contours of my body, coming to a rest on the small of my back. I’m desperate to feel his bare skin against mine, and I’m about ready to push him onto the couch and do whatever it takes to get his cock inside me.
Before I can make my move, Dalton’s hands roam down to my ass, squeezing and pulling me tightly against him. I can feel the hardness under his jeans, and the size and thickness are a shock. Well hello, he’s obviously not lacking in the dick department. My pussy spasms at the thought of him sliding inside me.
Dalton lifts his head, and his smoldering gaze locks with mine. “I’ve got an idea. Why don’t we skip dinner?”
I can tell he’s teasing, and I almost laugh, but I give him a seductive smile instead. “I think that’s a brilliant plan, and after I rock your world,just remember whose idea it really was.” I poke him in the chest playfully. “You can thank me later.”
He answers me with another toe-curling kiss. See, I knew I could get what I wanted.
Chapter 7
DALTON
Buying the stuffie for her wasn’t planned. I was at the store to pick out flowers when the owl caught my eye. It had glitter on its wings and a cutesy round head. As soon as I picked it up from the shelf, the flowers were forgotten. I knew the owl belonged to her. I should have known we wouldn’t make it to dinner as soon as I saw her reaction to it. Her entire demeanor changed, and her skin glowed. It made me want to push her against the wall and ravish her. Olivia is a delightful surprise.
When we first met, she nervously stumbled over her words, and I could tell she thought I was attractive. It was endearing. But when I read her answer on the application about being obedient and flexible, a blast of heat spread through me. The thought of unleashing this hidden side of her piqued a dark curiosity. Then her interview on the radio station changed everything. Hearing her voice and the way she talked about her life in Seattle and going to law school, plus the cute way she described meeting me the day she brought Agnes to the clinic, was another side to her I hadn’t seen yet. Now I’ve got a tempting seductress in my arms, and she’s making my head whirl.
