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Authors: Sorell Oates
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Women's Fiction, New Adult & College, Teen & Young Adult, Inspirational
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improving?”
”They are, with you,” he said, choosing to evade the office-related question.
She planted a glass of the champagne he'd bought over in his hand.
”Now tell me, what vegetarian delicacy have you created to tantalize my taste buds with tonight?”
”I'm not a vegetarian.”
”No, but I am.”
The sight of Maddy's face dropping was too much for him to bare to keep up the joke. He broke into a grin.
”I felt so bad then. I can't believe I didn't ask you...”
”I ate meat the last two nights,” reminded James.
”You did. I must have absorbed that fact and that's why I didn't stop to consider vegan options on tonight’s menu. I could have done you an egg sandwich or something I suppose.”
Maddy dimmed the lights, then lit two candles on her small old oak dining table.
”Too sickly sweet romantic?” she asked.
”It's perfect,” said James quietly.
She'd gone to a lot of trouble and he appreciated the effort. He didn't voice it aloud but if her skills in bed were as good as those in the kitchen, he'd be proposing marriage by the end of the night. James found her eyes hypnotic. Together, it was as if there was no world carrying on outside of the studio flat.
”My dessert was a tad unimaginative,” confessed Maddy. She took herself to the freezer in the kitchen, still in bare feet to retrieve a tub of ice-cream.
James stood and went to her.
”Forget that for now. Forget everything.”
Maddy looked up to see his blue eyes - dark, deep and unfathomable. He reached a hand behind her neck, then ran his hands through her hair, tipping her head back to face his. With eyes closed she waited for the kiss. Melting in the moment, part of her wanted the sex to be fast and furious; James, however, had other ideas.
He lifted Maddy onto the kitchen bench. Normally conscious about her weight, he was so strong she felt as light as a feather in his arms. James carried on kissing her. Slow and soft to begin, then exerting more pressure on her lips, lengthening the kiss, giving his tongue time to explore her mouth.
Her hands were already trying to remove his shirt. Maddy hadn't realised how badly she needed this. James lifted his shirt over his head. With his arms raised, Maddy saw how lean and toned his body was. The olive skin was smooth, with no hair apart from a trail leading from his navel down into his jeans. He kissed her again, dipping her back slightly so her head rested against the wall. Stepping back he slipped his hand into the plunging neckline of her dress. His hand was warm on her skin. She was aware her chest was rising and falling dramatically as his fingers inched down. James' fingertips rested on her cleavage. Maddy was hoping he'd yank her dress down, or at least bury his face in her cleavage, but he remained statuesque, studying her response to his hand inside her dress.
He positioned himself, between her thighs, forcing her to spread her legs. Under the façade of further kisses she relaxed into the session, pleased when his hands gripped each of her thighs. James moved his hands expertly up her legs, pushing her dress up as he went. As his hands worked their way from her outer to inner thighs, Maddy started work on extracting James from his jeans.
The belt buckle was complicated. Her frustration was evident, so James unbuckled himself. Maddy shifted herself to the edge of the bench. Reaching between her legs, James bunched her panties to one side. They groaned simultaneously at Maddy's wetness, as he slipped his middle and index fingers between her lips. James worked the two fingertips around her clit; massaging and rubbing it. Maddy wanted him inside her.
Unable to wait any longer, her hands clamped around the base of his cock. He exhaled heavily at her touch. She squeezed and moved her hand up and down his shaft. James cursed under his breath at the sensation of her working his dick. He
”They are, with you,” he said, choosing to evade the office-related question.
She planted a glass of the champagne he'd bought over in his hand.
”Now tell me, what vegetarian delicacy have you created to tantalize my taste buds with tonight?”
”I'm not a vegetarian.”
”No, but I am.”
The sight of Maddy's face dropping was too much for him to bare to keep up the joke. He broke into a grin.
”I felt so bad then. I can't believe I didn't ask you...”
”I ate meat the last two nights,” reminded James.
”You did. I must have absorbed that fact and that's why I didn't stop to consider vegan options on tonight’s menu. I could have done you an egg sandwich or something I suppose.”
Maddy dimmed the lights, then lit two candles on her small old oak dining table.
”Too sickly sweet romantic?” she asked.
”It's perfect,” said James quietly.
She'd gone to a lot of trouble and he appreciated the effort. He didn't voice it aloud but if her skills in bed were as good as those in the kitchen, he'd be proposing marriage by the end of the night. James found her eyes hypnotic. Together, it was as if there was no world carrying on outside of the studio flat.
”My dessert was a tad unimaginative,” confessed Maddy. She took herself to the freezer in the kitchen, still in bare feet to retrieve a tub of ice-cream.
James stood and went to her.
”Forget that for now. Forget everything.”
Maddy looked up to see his blue eyes - dark, deep and unfathomable. He reached a hand behind her neck, then ran his hands through her hair, tipping her head back to face his. With eyes closed she waited for the kiss. Melting in the moment, part of her wanted the sex to be fast and furious; James, however, had other ideas.
He lifted Maddy onto the kitchen bench. Normally conscious about her weight, he was so strong she felt as light as a feather in his arms. James carried on kissing her. Slow and soft to begin, then exerting more pressure on her lips, lengthening the kiss, giving his tongue time to explore her mouth.
Her hands were already trying to remove his shirt. Maddy hadn't realised how badly she needed this. James lifted his shirt over his head. With his arms raised, Maddy saw how lean and toned his body was. The olive skin was smooth, with no hair apart from a trail leading from his navel down into his jeans. He kissed her again, dipping her back slightly so her head rested against the wall. Stepping back he slipped his hand into the plunging neckline of her dress. His hand was warm on her skin. She was aware her chest was rising and falling dramatically as his fingers inched down. James' fingertips rested on her cleavage. Maddy was hoping he'd yank her dress down, or at least bury his face in her cleavage, but he remained statuesque, studying her response to his hand inside her dress.
He positioned himself, between her thighs, forcing her to spread her legs. Under the façade of further kisses she relaxed into the session, pleased when his hands gripped each of her thighs. James moved his hands expertly up her legs, pushing her dress up as he went. As his hands worked their way from her outer to inner thighs, Maddy started work on extracting James from his jeans.
The belt buckle was complicated. Her frustration was evident, so James unbuckled himself. Maddy shifted herself to the edge of the bench. Reaching between her legs, James bunched her panties to one side. They groaned simultaneously at Maddy's wetness, as he slipped his middle and index fingers between her lips. James worked the two fingertips around her clit; massaging and rubbing it. Maddy wanted him inside her.
Unable to wait any longer, her hands clamped around the base of his cock. He exhaled heavily at her touch. She squeezed and moved her hand up and down his shaft. James cursed under his breath at the sensation of her working his dick. He
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