Page 35 of Shocking Sapphires
“You’ve gotta try this,” she said around a mouthful of gooey cake.
I took a couple of bites, but food wasn’t what I was interested in right then. The ecstatic noises Molly was making as she enjoyed her dessert were sending what felt like nearly all of my blood flowing straight to my crotch.
After shoving my barely-touched dessert plate away, I steepled my hands and rested my chin on them as I openly watched her eat.
“What?” she asked when she noticed me staring.
She had a bit of chocolate on her cheek that I was desperate to lick off, but she was too far away.
“Do you have anything you’d like to ask me?”
She stopped chewing and stared back at me. After swallowing loudly enough that I could hear it across the table, she said, “Yes, lots of things, but some of them are quite personal.”
“I’ll tell you anything you want to know,” I responded, trusting her fully.
“Well, there’s one thing in particular that I’ve been curious about for a while now.”
Her cheeks flushed bright red, which made me incredibly curious what was coming. When she remained quiet for a long while, I gave her a quick nod of my head to encourage her to go on.
After taking a hefty gulp of her wine, she said, “Well, I’m not really sure how extensive your injuries are. So, I was wondering if… I mean, can you still… Do your parts… umm…”
It was remarkably fun watching her stammer as she tried to find the right words, but eventually I decided to put her out of her misery. Quirking a brow and grinning at her, I asked, “Ms. Malone, are you trying to ask me if I can still have sex?”
She buried her face in her hands. “Yes, I’m sorry. I know it’s none of my business.”
“It’s no one’s business,butyours,” I assured her, which caused her to raise her gorgeous face back up to look at me.
After a long moment gazing at each other, I suggested in a husky voice, “You can come over here and feel for yourself, if you’d like.”
She didn’t even hesitate for a moment. In a fraction of an instant, she was sitting on my lap.
The discreet waiter came out to clear our dessert plates, but immediately turned back around to give us some much-needed privacy.
My lips found Molly’s, and it was like coming home. Kissing had never been so important or filled with emotion as it was with her. Our tongues slid together, in perfect tandem.
Pulling back for a moment, I said, “I’m sorry we’ve done everything backwards.”
At her confused look, I added, “I fell in love with you long before we even had our first date.”
“Oh, Grant,” she murmured, “I love you, too. So much.”
She crushed her lips to mine, and I reached up to cup her breast in my palm. I was worse than a horny teenager, feeling her up outside of her shirt, but I was nervous about doing anything further out on the patio.
When she pulled back, panting, I said, “We need to go inside or there will be pictures of us in all of the gossip magazines.”
Nodding, she reluctantly stood up. Her eyes were immediately drawn down to the tent in my pants where my cock was straining to be released.
“Mm…” The sexy sound came from deep in her throat and made me fear I might come just from the lustful look she was giving me.
Bringing her gaze up to meet mine, she said, “It looks like everything is in perfect working order, but let’s go make sure.”
After that, she turned and sauntered into the bed and breakfast. The sway of her hips had that little red dress swinging back and forth. Nothing on earth could have kept me from following the impossibly hot woman of my dreams inside.
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Molly
Iwas trying to act sexy and confident, but I was truly scared half to death. My heart was beating so fast, I thought it might pound right out of my chest. I loved Grant and wanted to take this step with him, but I needed to be completely honest with him first. It wasn’t fair to keep the truth from him.
