Page 107 of Make Me Swoon

Basic Kneads is only a few blocks over from my place and when I see that it’s packed inside, we decide to get the pizza to go and head back to my apartment.

Rooney is still at work, thank god, so we sit on the couch and eat. It’s only six p.m. and when Coraline’s phone buzzes as we’re cleaning up, I tell her to take it. I’m loading the dishwasher when I notice how still she is.

The first thing I think is that something is wrong. I’m on my way to her, to console her or help in any way when she says thank you and spins around to face me with a huge smile on her face.

“I got the chef position!” she screams, launching herself at me.

I catch her, letting out a whoop as I spin her around.

“I’m so happy for you. You deserve this,” I tell her, dropping a kiss on her lips before I hug her tight to me.

“Thank you,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my waist.

“Are you going to get rid of The Culinerdy Cruiser then?” I ask and she nods against me.

“No sense in keeping it.”

“It’s going to be weird to not be able to walk across the street every night to see you.”

“The restaurant that I’m working at is a block away from Eye Candy Ink,” she says and I laugh.

“Alright, I can make it a block.”

She laughs, pulling back to smile up at me.

“Are you sad to get rid of the truck?” I ask, brushing some loose hair away from her face.

“A little, but I’m not going to miss the heat or having to do everything by myself,” she says with a small chuckle.

“It was super hot in there,” I admit, remembering the night that I helped her out. “Still, it was your first successful business venture.”

“That’s true. Maybe I’ll get a tattoo to remember my time with the Cruiser.”

“I’ll do it for you,” I offer right away.

“Alright I’ll call tomorrow to make my reservation,” she says with a laugh.

“I’ll fit you in before or after we open so you don’t have to wait that long. Just let me know when you want to get it done.”

She smiles up at me and I can feel the attraction between us grow. I’m not sure who moves first but one minute we’re grinning at each other and the next our mouths are locked together and we’re making out hot and heavy.

Coraline presses closer to me, her lush curves molding to me and I moan, loving how soft she is everywhere. My hands slip under her t-shirt and my fingers graze over her smooth skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

Coraline squirms against me, her fingers diving into my hair and holding me close to her. I’m surprised since normally this is the part where we get interrupted or she pulls away.

I’ve been letting her set the pace between us because I know that she’s it for me and I don’t want to do anything to mess this up with her. I smooth my hands up and down her spine as our lips continue to move together, waiting to see what she’ll do next.

Her hands slip down my front and my cock rises, dying to feel her hands on every inch of me.

“Should we, um, go to the bedroom?” Coraline whispers against my lips and I pick her up and almost run to the bedroom.

Coraline giggles as I kick the door closed behind us and set her on her feet next to the bed.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask her, wanting to make sure that she’s comfortable before we go any further. “We don’t have to do anything toni––”

Coraline’s lips land on mine, cutting me off and I pull her closer to me, letting her grind against the stiff ridge in my jeans. Her fingers dip under my shirt and I step back, helping her pull it over my head before I reach for the hem of her shirt.

She seems to grow a little uncertain, a little self-conscious, as soon as the shirt is off, and I frown.

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