could save myself the trouble of making another suggestion.
"Oh really?" It didn't seem to interest her very much. But I couldn't take this much longer. If I was going to have to let her go, I wanted to get it over with.
"My car is over there." I indicated a car on the left with my arm. Without waiting for an answer, I started for it. When I opened the driver's door, I looked over my shoulder. She was three steps behind me. I went to the other side of the car and unlocked the passenger door. She looked at me and smiled gently.
"How gallant," she remarked. At least she was starting to take me somewhat seriously again. But if she started flirting again, I was finished, I knew that much. I shut the door behind her quickly.
When I got in, I realized that I had forgotten to consider two things when extending my invitation: the unavoidable physical closeness inside an automobile and her erotic charisma. In the open air of the restaurant patio she'd already started to have an effect on me, but here, where she sat only a few inches away so I could feel the warmth of her thighs... I put the car in reverse and acted as if I were completely unaffected. My heart was beating in my throat. I thought about all the hot goodnight kisses I'd had in cars in my life. Would she give me one too?
In order to back up, I had to put my arm around the back of her seat. I tried not to touch her, but I could feel the heat of her body on my side. This could get interesting! Thank god the drive wasn't very long. I drove down the winding mountainside through the forest, giving my full attention to the road. It was very quiet and dark. Only the headlights cut into the night ahead of us.
When we were almost there, she cleared her throat. "Perhaps I should explain something."
"You don't have to." I wanted to appear disinterested in order to maintain the distance between us. A little closer, and I would fall all over her.
"I know." Apparently she'd brought herself to a conclusion, although it was difficult for her. "As I said, I almost never go out. Every once in awhile to the Bella, when I..." There it was again, something she didn't want to discuss. "But never in a public place," she continued, without really finishing the sentence. "So I should never have accepted your invitation in the first place." At least that explained why she'd taken so long to decide. At first I thought that was all she was going to say, but then all of a sudden she added, "But you were so stubborn." I heard the smile in her voice, even though I couldn't look at her because I had to concentrate on the road.
We had come into the city and were on a relatively straight street. Another restaurant was right in front of us. This was actually a tourist area. "Please, stop here," she said. Probably she had just realized that she'd rather walk the rest of the way than to open up to me any more. It was so hard to figure her out!
I found a parking place and stopped. I'd hoped she was going to get out, but she didn't move. I didn't dare look at her. The need to touch her kept growing inside me. With great effort, I stared directly ahead through the windshield, grinding my teeth. Oh, what was the point. She could leave any time if she wanted to. "I'd like to kiss you," I mumbled at the reflection of the headlights in front of me.
Her hand appeared next to the steering wheel and turned off the headlights. "So do it," she said. I froze. She touched my thigh briefly below the steering wheel, then took it away. The spot on my leg still burned. I turned toward her. "Would you believe me if I told you that wasn't why I asked you out?"
"No." Her voice still had a bit of a smile to it. "But that doesn't matter."
Yes, it matters to me! Still - her proximity and willingness destroyed my self-control. I bent over her and found her throat with my mouth. She laid her hand on my shoulder and caressed it gently. While enjoying the silkiness of her skin, I ran my hand slowly down her side until I
"Oh really?" It didn't seem to interest her very much. But I couldn't take this much longer. If I was going to have to let her go, I wanted to get it over with.
"My car is over there." I indicated a car on the left with my arm. Without waiting for an answer, I started for it. When I opened the driver's door, I looked over my shoulder. She was three steps behind me. I went to the other side of the car and unlocked the passenger door. She looked at me and smiled gently.
"How gallant," she remarked. At least she was starting to take me somewhat seriously again. But if she started flirting again, I was finished, I knew that much. I shut the door behind her quickly.
When I got in, I realized that I had forgotten to consider two things when extending my invitation: the unavoidable physical closeness inside an automobile and her erotic charisma. In the open air of the restaurant patio she'd already started to have an effect on me, but here, where she sat only a few inches away so I could feel the warmth of her thighs... I put the car in reverse and acted as if I were completely unaffected. My heart was beating in my throat. I thought about all the hot goodnight kisses I'd had in cars in my life. Would she give me one too?
In order to back up, I had to put my arm around the back of her seat. I tried not to touch her, but I could feel the heat of her body on my side. This could get interesting! Thank god the drive wasn't very long. I drove down the winding mountainside through the forest, giving my full attention to the road. It was very quiet and dark. Only the headlights cut into the night ahead of us.
When we were almost there, she cleared her throat. "Perhaps I should explain something."
"You don't have to." I wanted to appear disinterested in order to maintain the distance between us. A little closer, and I would fall all over her.
"I know." Apparently she'd brought herself to a conclusion, although it was difficult for her. "As I said, I almost never go out. Every once in awhile to the Bella, when I..." There it was again, something she didn't want to discuss. "But never in a public place," she continued, without really finishing the sentence. "So I should never have accepted your invitation in the first place." At least that explained why she'd taken so long to decide. At first I thought that was all she was going to say, but then all of a sudden she added, "But you were so stubborn." I heard the smile in her voice, even though I couldn't look at her because I had to concentrate on the road.
We had come into the city and were on a relatively straight street. Another restaurant was right in front of us. This was actually a tourist area. "Please, stop here," she said. Probably she had just realized that she'd rather walk the rest of the way than to open up to me any more. It was so hard to figure her out!
I found a parking place and stopped. I'd hoped she was going to get out, but she didn't move. I didn't dare look at her. The need to touch her kept growing inside me. With great effort, I stared directly ahead through the windshield, grinding my teeth. Oh, what was the point. She could leave any time if she wanted to. "I'd like to kiss you," I mumbled at the reflection of the headlights in front of me.
Her hand appeared next to the steering wheel and turned off the headlights. "So do it," she said. I froze. She touched my thigh briefly below the steering wheel, then took it away. The spot on my leg still burned. I turned toward her. "Would you believe me if I told you that wasn't why I asked you out?"
"No." Her voice still had a bit of a smile to it. "But that doesn't matter."
Yes, it matters to me! Still - her proximity and willingness destroyed my self-control. I bent over her and found her throat with my mouth. She laid her hand on my shoulder and caressed it gently. While enjoying the silkiness of her skin, I ran my hand slowly down her side until I
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