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She checked “yes” and handed it back to the waitress. “Okay, I’m curious to taste the chef’s meal.”
Once we had our food, the server turned. I winked at Kerry as we picked up our silverware. “I’ll tell them not to wait for us, in case we don’t show.”
Her face turned bright red. The chef stood over her, and she quickly said, “Stop. He’s kidding.”
“No, I’m not.” I shrugged. I wasn’t embarrassed for anyone to know that Kerry was mine.
And I wanted to have her again.
We ate in silence, but her gaze rarely left mine. I had tingles all over my body that needed her tender care. She put her napkin down and waved. “Let’s go, Warren.”
“Finally.” I stood.
I needed to be with her, then and forever.
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Kerry
My heart was his.
Warren made everything so perfect, and I wasn’t being easy. My past kept putting up roadblocks that honestly didn’t need to be there.
As the door closed to our room, I walked to the patio and glanced out the open doors that let us see the green hills. I sighed. “Today is like a dream.”
He came up behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Let’s not discuss dreams. Let’s focus on us.”
My heart beat faster, but I reached to close the door.Alone at last.My skin buzzed. I hadn’t expected fantasy when I wasn’t used to being appreciated. I bounced on my feet, unsure what to do. “Cutting onions is not the same thing as living a full life.”
“It’s a start.” He reached for my hands.
I laughed. “True. I’ve been falling for you since we met.” I hadn’t meant to say anything like that. The words “I love you” were on the tip of my tongue. I swallowed it back, and tension rushed in me.
“Good. So why were you crying last night?”
I wasn’t completely crazy. Heat rushed to my face. “Because everything about you is so perfect. I was overwhelmed but happy. You always think about me first, and it’s as if you were raised to be a gentleman.”
He kissed my shoulder. “You’re easy to think about.”
I cupped his face and decided to show him how I felt. “I want to be on top.”
He unbuttoned his shirt and laughed. “Cutting right to the chase.”
“Clearly.” I tossed my jeans onto the floor. He did the same, and a moment later, we stood completely naked in front of each other.
My body buzzed with excitement, and he came over and kissed me.
My blood blazed from the attention. I had a goal. My consciousness wanted to surrender to him, and I walked him back to the bed.
He climbed up, letting me go, and I followed him, tracing his legs with a trail of kisses.
Then I made it to his cock. I licked my lips then treated it like a lollipop about to be enclosed in my mouth.
He moaned and grew bigger, and I sighed when my tongue finished. He tapped my arm to come up, and I continued to give his muscular body my tender touches until I made it to his lips and straddled him.
As we kissed again, steam rushed through me, and he handed me a condom.
Perfect. We continued to make out, but I scooted off him and opened the package.
