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I bit off another bite of the tart and dipped my finger into the sweet cream, spreading it on her lips. She didn’t hesitate to stick her tongue out and lick the cream off after which her tongue wrapped around the top of my finger as she sucked the rest of the cream off.
My cock hardened in my pants. Sexual tension popped between us and all I could think about was kissing her.
“Zale…I don’t think…”
Before she could say another word and fight whatever it was growing between us, I took her face between my hands and pressed my lips to hers, sweeping us into a passionate kiss.
Taelyn hesitated for a second, what felt like the longest second of my life, and then she met me with the same amount ofpassion back that I put into her. Her hands found my forearms, gripping tightly as I deepened our kiss, getting lost in each other.
It was the kiss to write off all other kisses, the desire between us exploding like fireworks. I kissed her again and again, soft, then hard, heated, then on fire, a rollercoaster ride of epic proportion. I didn’t know a kiss could feel that way, and I knew then it would become an obsession, an addiction. Addicted to the most beautiful woman in Apple Falls.
When I broke the kiss for air, I pressed my forehead against hers, our breaths coming in quick, hot spurts. “Shit.” I muttered.
“Shit is right.” Taelyn said. “That was…that was…wow.” She brought a hand up to her swollen lips, tracing over them with one fingertip. “My lips are tingling.”
I chuckled. “I think that’s a good thing.”
“I think so, too.”
“Go on a date with me, Taelyn. And never stop baking me those delicious tarts.”
She slid her arms around my neck. “There’s lots of things I could bake for you. But a date sounds like a good place to start.”
And then this time, she kissed me.
CHAPTER FOUR
Zale
For our first date,I brought her to a fancy restaurant outside of town. On the way home, I parked at a scenic overlook on the mountain, the sky dark and glittering with stars. While I desperately wanted to kiss her, I remained respectful and gave her space. I slid my arm over her shoulders and held her while we star gazed and listened to soft classical music.
One date turned into two, then three, only a day or two between them. It was all I could stand, my mind constantly on her, wanting to be near her every second. Tonight, I wanted her in my bed as long as she was on the same page. I didn’t even care if we had sex. All I cared about was sleeping with her in my arms and waking up to her gorgeous face.
Considering our first two dates ended with hot and heavy make out sessions, I was confident she wanted the same things as me.
“I don’t want our night to end, Tae.”
“Me either.” She said as she reached across the middle console of my truck and wrapped her small hand around my large one.
“Would you like to come inside my place for a drink? Or I can make a fire, and we can sit out on the back patio?”
“I’d like that.”
“Perfect.” I said as I turned onto our street and pulled into my driveway. Taelyn had only been inside my cabin once before, but I had yet to show her my patio area I built myself. It was something I was super proud of and enjoyed many days and nights back there.
If only my parents were here to see it, but they moved five years ago, my dad landing a job in London.
After getting her inside and flicking on the lights, I led her out back. I turned on the string lights and showed her around the patio I made by hand, the fire pit I built, and the grill I finally treated myself to one Christmas.
“You did the stonework yourself?”
“I did. A degree in carpentry certainly pays off.”
“And the fire pit?”
“Yep.” I rocked on my heels as pride filled my chest. I cared about what she thought, cared about her opinions, thoughts, and ideas. I was falling for the older, curvy woman, yet I didn’t care. I wanted it.
I wanted her.
