Page 59 of Your Two Lips
“Excuse us, dear. Nell, you grabbed my glasses by mistake. No wonder you didn’t see our Emily had a guest.” She stepped back. “Sorry to interrupt. This is the mayhem I knew would be caused if we both chose the same frames. Ask Emily if it matters.” Her smile was both frustrated and apologetic.
Nell rolled her eyes. “This is your idea of mayhem, Natalie?”
“It’s fine. We’re finished with dinner if you want to stay for a glass of wine,” Emily offered, her smile warm and friendly.
“Oh, no, not tonight. Thank you.” The two exchanged glasses and gave a side glance to me as if I wouldn’t notice.
“Are you sure, Miss Nell?” I winked and gave her my best smile.
“Finn Bakker, you keep those dimples away from me.”
“We were wondering if you had signed for any packages today,” Miss Natalie said.
“Oh, yes. Three. Let me grab them from the stairs.”
The ladies thanked Emily and shuffled off next door with a few backward glances.
“Three deliveries in one day. You think it’s someone's birthday?” I asked.
“I don’t think so. They get a lot of packages sometimes. This isn’t the first time I’ve signed for two or three on the same day.”
“Huh. Maybe they’re building a robot or spaceship.”
Emily squinted. “My guess it’s something a little more interesting than that.”
After dinner, we cleaned up the dishes and returned to an oversized lounge chair on the patio. It fit us both, and Emily settled next to me, her head on my chest, a small plush blanket wrapped around her shoulders in the cooling night air.
“Finn.”
“Yes.”
She hesitated. “I’m only seeing you. I mean, I’m not seeing anyone else.”
I smiled. “Mm.”
“I don’t want to pressure you, but I don’t want you to see other people either.”
“Emily, I’m only seeing you. I don’t want anyone else.” She exhaled a breath, and I lifted her chin to look into her eyes. “I’m sorry I didn’t make that clearer that first night in my truck. This is you and me. No one else for either of us. And Em, I don’t cheat.” She nodded, then rose to press a chaste kiss to my lips. Her gaze was hooded as she pulled back.
This woman did not know how beautiful she was and the power she could wield over us mortals. I doubted I would ever want any other woman again.
She stood and held her hand out to me. “Come with me.” Like I could resist. She led me up that wide staircase and down a small hallway to her bedroom. More large windows and a square skylight with the nightshade open framed the first stars in the twilight. Her breath was coming fast, and her pulse thrummed at the base of her throat.
I stopped in front of her, my hands bracketing her hips. “What do you need?”
“I … I need you, Finn.” She lifted my T-shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor. Suddenly breathing hard, she lunged at me, kissing my pec on one side while her hands worked the zipper on my shorts. I kicked them off, along with my boxer briefs, and stood before her. This time I was naked, and she was dressed, though the light from a corner lamp shone through the fabric, hinting at her figure underneath.
She stepped away as I moved toward her. “I’m in charge. I decide.”
Yes, she did. “What do you need, baby?” I asked again as her eyes roamed my body, her seductive look making me harder. I wanted her to give me all that unexplored passion tonight.
“I need to touch you.” She moved behind me, trailing a fingertip as she went. With both hands, she caressed my shoulders and back before pressing gentle kisses along my spine. Softly, her hands glided up my back then down my arms. She shifted to my right side, my tattoo side, and brushed those sexy pink lips along the lines and shapes as I watched. This incredible woman was worshiping me when it should always be the other way around.
Standing in front of me, she gathered the flowing fabric of her dress and lifted it up and off. She was naked.
“You sat at dinner, calm and pensive, with nothing on underneath that dress?”
“Yess.” My favorite word.
