She was so close.
“That’s my girl.”
His words sent a warm flush through her entire body. He pinched her nipple and pressed against her clit all while thrusting. Her whole being clenched and spiraled out of control. Stars, fireworks, a whole freaking light show exploded behind her closed eyes. Kathy had her face buried in the crook of his neck, warm and safe.
As she came down from that incredible high, Kevin held her. His fingers were still inside her, feeling every pulse of her body, but his other hand was on her back, holding her to his body. When she finally stilled, he pulled out, brushing her clit one last time, sending little sparks of aftershock through her. She trembled.
Being the gentleman, he refastened her pants and tugged her shirt in place. He brushed a hand over her hair, and his thumb stroked her cheek. He waited until she opened her eyes and looked at him. “I really hope you’re okay with that. It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve done in a while.”
She chuckled. She might fall for a lot of things about him, but those words didn’t come close. “I highly doubt that. But I’m okay.”
“Wasn’t my plan when I came here today. You believe that, right?”
“You mean breakfast wasn’t just a ploy?”
“No ploys.” He pressed against her lips quickly and then asked, “Do you have a washroom I could use?”
“Yeah, right around the corner.”
He stepped away but didn’t turn his back to her until he reached the door. She probably should’ve felt some remorse for the funny way he was walking, but she didn’t. He’d initiated that entire scene. And while she thoroughly enjoyed it, she wasn’t ready to commit to doing more. Not until she was sure about Kevin.
* * *
Kevin stepped into the bathroom, flicked on the light, and leaned against the door. He’d never had to show such self-control and he hoped to God he never had to again. He shifted his hard cock in his pants. The thought of jerking off right here in the bathroom occurred to him but he couldn’t. He was seriously fucked in the head.
All he’d wanted was a nice breakfast date with Kathy. But when he saw her come to the door in the dim light, her nipples already poking through her shirt, his interest stirred. Putting his mouth on hers sealed it. He’d needed to touch her and once he did, he wanted to see her fall apart. He wanted to be the one to do it. Even if he got nothing for his efforts. Yet.
He wanted Kathy to know he wasn’t the same self-centered prick she’d known five years ago. Running his hand through his hair brought her scent back to him. He went to the small sink and turned the faucet handle. While he washed, he looked at himself in the mirror.
Frustration filled his face, and he needed to get rid of that. He didn’t want Kathy to think he’d lied. He just hadn’t counted on watching her come being such a turn-on. Drying his hands on the paper towel, he finger-combed his hair one more time to fix it for work.
Back in her office, Kathy had the food spread out on the desk. She looked up at him from where she was inhaling food.
“Sorry. I was going to wait, but it smelled so good.” She swallowed. “Do you have time to stay?”
The fact that she wanted him to stay meant a lot. Maybe not as much as an orgasm of his own, but still a big deal. “I have plenty of time until I have to be in the office. The sun was barely up when I got here.”
“Don’t exaggerate. It’s July. It was bright and cheery by the time you got here. Now in the dead of winter, five a.m. might as well be midnight.”
He dragged a chair from one side of the desk so he could sit next to her, and then he picked up his own Styrofoam container. “I guess I was lucky that a delivery guy didn’t come strolling in on us, huh?”
She choked on her food. He patted her back. Wiping her mouth, she said, “Why would you care? I’m the one who has to see them every week. And, yeah, that would be mortifying.”
“But worth it?”
She smiled so brightly it shot straight into his chest. “So worth it,” she admitted.
They ate in silence for a few minutes. When he was done poking at lukewarm eggs, he set the container back on the desk. “This counts as a date, right? I brought you food, we shared a meal.”
“I came all over your hand,” she added without missing a beat.
Her comment had him choking on his coffee. He hadn’t expected that. Kathy had been wild in bed, but really quiet and inhibited out of it.
Setting her near-empty box beside his, she reached for his hand. “This was sweet. It was completely unexpected and I appreciate it. The orgasm was a nice bonus. Even without that, this would count as a date.” She stroked her thumb over his knuckles. “I know five is an arbitrary number. It sits in the back of my head as I’m getting to know a guy. But we have history. We kind of know each other.”
“I remember a lot about you, but you’re different now.”
“Different good or different bad?”
“Just different. I haven’t figured out the details yet, but I’m looking forward to it.”
“I like this.” She pointed between them. “The sex had always been good and what happened here is a blatant example that hasn’t changed. But I want to be sure. About you. About us.”
“I know. I’m not trying to push.”
“You’re pretty pushy.”
“It’s a family trait. All in the genes.”
A bell rang and she squeezed his hand. “That’ll be my last delivery.”
“I should get going anyway.”
They stood and he took the chance to kiss her again. Their tongues
