Page 115 of Sinful as They Come
“Aw, thanks.” She pecked my lips. “And you look so handsome tonight. You clean up good.”
I laughed, not quite believing her. “You ready to go?”
“Let’s do it.”
Holly didn’t live too far from the city, so the drive to the restaurant I had picked wasn’t that far away. Part of me wished the drive was a little longer, though, because Holly grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. It would have been nice to keep it there forever. I looked over at her, giving her a quick glance. I gave her smooth thigh a little squeeze, not missing the way her skin felt. So warm, so soft.
We soon arrived at the restaurant. The place had valet parking – something I certainly wasn’t used to. We got out and I laced my fingers with Holly’s, and that was when I got a proper look at her. Thanks to how sneaky we had to be, I didn’t get a good chance to take her in when I picked her up.
Her dress stopped just before her ankles. The material clung to her curves, and the thin straps traced along her shoulders. A split at the hem revealed a peak of her gorgeous legs.
“Gimme a twirl, princess,” I told her lowly.
She blushed but let me spin her around, my eyes instantly lowering and zeroing in on the curve of her ass. She was gorgeous. Just beautiful from head to toe.
“What do you think?” she asked with a shy smile.
“I wish I could paint you right now, but I’ll settle for just staring.”
She laughed and held my hand tighter, letting me guide her into the restaurant. I felt like all eyes were on me and I couldn’t tell if it was because they all knew how out of place I was or because the prettiest girl in the building was there on my arm. Either way…
The restaurant was quiet and sophisticated. The white walls and fireplace at the back of the room contrasted against the dark wood flooring below us. Every table was set up with pure, white tablecloths; all the dark chairs appeared to be made of real leather. It was the fanciest place I had ever been to.
We were guided to our table, a quiet spot away from prying eyes and hushed whispers. All I wanted to do was drink Holly in, anyway. To juststare at her all night and get lost in the fact that she was mine.
When we were given the menus I laughed in my head at how expensive the meals were. Rich people lived funny lives.
“We really didn’t have to come here, Sawyer,” Holly sighed.
“You deserve it. Let me take care of you. I told you I’d take good care of you, didn’t I?” I grabbed her hand, my thumb tracing along her soft skin. “Get what you want.”
The waiter came over and scribbled down our selections. Me and Holly spent time talking about the school week and how she had snapped at Carter in psychology class the other day. I was pissed I had missed it.
The food came and I realized then how hungry I was. I hadn’t eaten all day. I was too nervous about my date with Holly. All I wanted to do was prove to her that I could be the man that she deserved. Even though I couldn’t give her everything, I was going to do all I could to show her how much she meant to me.
We ate our food and I quickly came to the conclusion that a burger and fries tasted better than whatever the hell rich people willingly ate. Holly seemed to enjoy her meal, though. And that was all that mattered. When we were done with that my eyes scanned over the dessert menu. Maybe that stuff would taste better, and I still had just enough cash to get us some cake or something.
“You in the mood for cheesecake?” I suggested. “The dessert menu looks pretty good.”
Holly hummed, and I felt her high heeled foot rubbing up against my leg under the table. My eyes quickly locked onto her face, and I saw her blushing at me. Her pouty lips looked so fucking kissable and I wanted to run my hands through her dark hair and pull her into my lap.
“We could have dessert here,” she whispered. “Or we could have it at your place…”
My cock twitched at the suggestive tone in her voice. I wasn’t entirely sure what she meant by that. More kissing? Where I could get my hands on her and hold her close while I got to kiss those soft, pretty lips? Because I was more than happy with that. Or… something else? Because I wasdefinitelyhappy with that too. I cleared my throat and nodded slowly at her. God, I wanted her. Wanted her every way I could get her.
I held my hand up to the waiter, signaling for him to give us our check.
I wasn’t sure what the night was about to bring me. But I was excited to find out.
Chapter 42
HOLLY
“Mm!” I let out.
Sawyer pushed me up against the wall of his bedroom, wrapping one of my legs around his hip in the process. I could feel his big hands lower to my thighs before he tucked them behind me, gripping my ass. Long, skilled fingers kneaded at me, pulling me closer to him.
The kiss was so heated. I could feel myself getting lost in his touch. In his heavy hands and the way he held me – like he couldn’t get enough of me. Sawyer’s tongue slipped into my mouth, his tongue dancing with mine as he pulled me from the wall. His hands stayed on my ass, walking backwards until he hit his bed. He sat down on the mattress, forcing me to fall into his lap: one of my favorite places to be.
