Page 80 of The Last Goodbye

“Not going anywhere until you come for me,” he whispered as he gripped both of my hips and rocked me up and down his thick erection. I could feel everything, even through the denim of his jeans and the thin layer of my linen dress.

My entire body trembled with need, and I pulled his head back to mine and kissed him hard, just as my body went over the edge.

I lost complete control as I cried out his name against his lips.

I continued moving my hips against him as the most euphoric orgasm moved through my body.

And we just stayed right there, kissing under the dark sky, the light from the moon illuminating our surroundings as I rode out every last bit of pleasure.

It was the kind of kiss I’d only read about in the pages of a book.

The kind of kiss I’d only seen in a movie.

One I’d never experienced before.

I pulled back, my breaths still labored, as I looked down at him.

A smile lifted his lips, reaching his eyes. “Damn. That was some kiss. Was it better than freshman year in high school?”

I used my hands to cover my face and laughed. I was slightly mortified that I’d just humped the man like a cat in heat, chasing my own pleasure with zero shame.

He tugged my hands away, then reached up to tip my chin down to meet his gaze, and he didn’t say a word. He just waited for me to speak.

“I mean, Tony Blanco was my first kiss, so that was a lot of pressure on the poor guy. So obviously it wasn’t all that noteworthy.” I chuckled. “This one was definitely more impressive.”

His thumb traced along my bottom lip, the move so intimate that it had my heart racing once again.

“Good to know.” He played with the ends of my hair. “I made you a cake, Magpie.”

“Nice segue,” I said, chuckling. “You made me a cake?”

“I did.” He nodded.

“That’s awfully generous, considering this wasn’t even a date.”

He shifted me off his lap, settled me on the couch, and stood up. My eyes widened at the sight of the, er, elephant in the room.

And by “elephant in the room,” I’m referring to the enormous tent in his jeans.

He followed my line of sight down to his bulging erection. “Don’t worry about it. Let’s eat some cake, and I’ll take care of the big guy later.”

I’ll take care of the big guy later.

My entire body heated at his words.

My gaze locked on his large hand as I chewed my bottom lip, and I forced myself to look into his eyes.

He held my stare for a beat and then chuckled before disappearing down the steps. I tipped my head back as I looked up at the stars dancing overhead.

And for just a moment, I allowed myself to enjoy the fact that I was on the best date of my life.

Even if we weren’t calling it that.

Even if it couldn’t go anywhere.

I was going to have my cake and eat it, too…with the sexy chef.

All while pretending that tonight didn’t have to end.