Nick eases away, and the warmth from his body leaves me feeling cold and detached. He pulls out his wallet and sets a few twenties into the black bill holder.
“Come on, Dove. It’s time for the second half of our date.”
His comment spins around my mind, drawing me back to the here and now. “There’s more?” A flicker of renewed excitement comes to life inside my chest.
He smirks, and that sexy tilt of his lips makes me want to drown myself in all that is Nick Salerno.
“Of course! Come on.” He holds his hand out, and I take it, knowing if Nick holds out a hand to lead me somewhere, I’ll follow blindly. No questions asked.
Nick opens the passenger door and helps me out of the Camaro like a true gentleman. I stand outside the car and look up at the brightly lit sign. “Hole-in-One Mini Golf.”
I smile widely and bite my lip. Before I can speak, Nick has me pressed up against the car. He lowers his face and leans his entire body against mine, which forces a small whimper to escape my lips due to the sheer ecstasy of his nearness.
“Mmm, I like how you respond to me, Dove. Means you’re going to be dynamite in the sack.”
I lick my lips and close my eyes, imagining our bodies naked, all over one another. Nick doesn’t make me wait long. He presses his lips against mine so softly, I have to lean forward to get more. He grins against my mouth as I take the hint. He wants me to lead the kiss this time. Lifting up onto my toes has our pelvises aligning more directly. I can feel Nick’s hardening length through his jeans. He groans, tips his head, and runs his lips along the column of my neck. A river of pleasure skitters along every one of my pores until I swear I can feel him…everywhere.
“You’re so soft and sexy, Honor.” He pushes his nose into the space where my neck and shoulder meet, nuzzling me there.
A ribbon of pleasure skims through my form, making me squirm and thrust against his hard body. I want more. I need more.
A subtle breeze chills the spots where Nick has kissed. I shiver, wrap both arms around his body, and run my fingers through his thick, dark hair. Each strand is like satin, flowing through my fingers.
“Fuck! Can’t get enough of being close to you.” Nick’s tongue comes out, and he licks the length of my neck and across my clavicle. I can’t recall a man licking along my skin with such dedicated purpose.
My skin feels electrified, hot, and arousal wets my panties. I groan, unable to take it anymore. I want this man more than my next breath. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I wrap my other hand around his chin and force his face up to mine. I smash my lips over his. Within a nanosecond, he opens his mouth on a moan, and I take full advantage, licking him, sucking my fill. I plant the flat of my tongue against his and taste him, opening as wide as I can, starved for this man who’s been driving me to distraction these past couple weeks.
The eager way I take his mouth, suck on his tongue, and bite at his lips has him reacting like a man ready to throw his woman over his shoulder. He runs his hands up and down the length of my back until one comes down over my ass and along the length of my denim-clad thigh, where he hikes my knee up to his waist. He curves his hips toward my center, rubbing his erection over the place I need him most.
I rip my mouth away from his, taking in as much air as possible. He doesn’t stop, pressing me hard against the car, rubbing his length against me while his mouth nips and bites at the top of my breasts.
All I can think about is the two of us, no clothes, and a bed. “Want you…” I whisper into his ear and bite down on the sensitive cartilage.
He squeezes my ass in a bruising hold, grinding me on his cock. “Fuck yeah.” He groans, runs his other hand up my shirt to my breast. He plumps the flesh, molding it in his hand. “Love your tits. Can’t wait to get my mouth on them.” He kisses the plush tops and licks along the edge of my bra line.
“Get a room!” comes a random voice, followed by a bunch of male chuckles.
Over Nick’s shoulder, I can see a group of three teenaged boys, gesturing and laughing at us.
“Fuck her against the car, man!” one says and whistles.
“Hell yeah!” another boy calls out with a fist pump to the air.
I flush all over, my skin feeling even hotter than it was with Nick pushing against me. My brute allows me to drop the leg he had pinned while his body starts to shake. I hide my face against his neck, panting, attempting to calm the raging arousal consuming me.
Nick’s laughter fills the air, and he places a sweet kiss along my neck before curling both his hands around my nape so he can lift my chin with his thumbs. He moves in and kisses me once, twice, three times sweetly before curving an arm around my shoulder and tugging me to his side and around toward the park.
“Guess we
