Page 45 of Patio Lanterns

Robin laughed too. “And I bought a new box after leaving your place yesterday. Does she really believe we’re in danger of going through two boxes before the weekend?”

“But how did she even…?”

“Guess she picked up on it when she saw us together. Oh, and she said to wrap it before you tap it.” She giggled before they burst out laughing again.

“Wait a minute,” he said, catching his breath. “Is that why she was giving me the evil eye back there? It seriously gave me the creeps.”

“When I was little, I believed Mrs. Crawley was a witch and honestly, I don’t think anyone could convince me otherwise.”

He started the ignition. “So, uh… hey, I’ve been thinking,” he said, putting the Jeep in drive, “what would you say to going out tonight?”

She flashed a smile. “You mean, like on a date?”

“Yeah, exactly like a date.” Now he was second-guessing himself. “Why? Does that sound corny?”

“I don’t think it’s corny at all,” she assured him. “I think it’s sweet.”

“You do?” He smiled as they pulled away from the store.

“Of course,” she said, reaching over and clamping her hand just above his knee. “I’d love to get to know you better.”

He grinned from ear to ear. “Great. I was thinking we’d go out and have dinner first, and then… well, maybe I’ll keep a surprise or two up my sleeve.”

“I love it,” she said, squeezing his thigh. “You are so thoughtful.”

“Give me a couple of hours to make arrangements, and I’ll text you the details later, Miss July.”

She sighed a happy sigh, matching the contentment he felt. “You’re really something, you know that?”

“Funny, I’ve been thinking the same about you,” he said, flying high as he punched down on the accelerator.

“What time are you supposed to meet Aidan at the Blue Canoe?”

He glanced at the clock on the dash. “He said to come around two-thirty, so we’ll be there a bit early,” he answered, before glancing her way. “Why?”

She raised one wicked eyebrow. “How about we take a little detour?”

He pulled off and turned onto a dead-end service road, finding a private place to park beneath the shaded cover of massive pine trees.

“I know we don’t have much time, so let’s make the most of this,” she said, pulling her t-shirt over her head. Her bulging breasts jiggled as they settled in her silky bra. As criminal as it was to see those beauties tethered, it made his mouth water just eyeing the tease of her supple bosom.

God, she was so fucking sexy. He licked his lips.

“I can’t remember the last time I went parking with a girl,” he told her, releasing his seatbelt along with the last of his restraint. “But I know it was never with a girl as hot as you.”

He needed to touch her, more than he needed air to breathe, and immediately filled each of his hands with a heaping cupful of her rounded flesh. She fell into him, her plush lips finding a soft place to land against his. Plunging into the depths of her hot mouth, they both moaned as their gliding tongues sensually played.

If anyone had asked him when he’d become the luckiest bastard on the planet, he’d have told them that it happened two days ago, right around suppertime.

Without breaking their kiss, she reached into his lap, quickly discovering how much she turned him on.

“Oooh, that’s some mighty Big Rick Energy right there,” she cooed, massaging his cock through the faded denim. “You wanna fuck my mouth with it?”

Staring at her full lips, moist and plump and so inviting, he groaned in the affirmative. “You know I do.”

Her tongue slid across her bottom lip, leaving it slick and shiny. “Mmm… I’m glad, because I’ve been dreaming about sucking you off since last night.”

He moved further back in his seat, giving her room to work. A gasp fell from his lips as she unzipped his jeans and reached inside, her cool fingers wrapping around his twitching heat. She gave his happy cock a few gentle tugs before working it free.

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