longed to reach out and
follow her lead. “I don’t care.”
“They’re not beautiful, Johnny.”
“Show me.”
I hadn’t expected her to comply,
so I was surprised when she sat back on her heels, lifted the hem of her blouse,
and pulled down the waistband of her skirt to expose a tantalizing sliver of
stomach. “See. I’m ugly.”
I ran my fingers over the faint
indents. “I’ve seen twenty year-old girls with bigger ones than that.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“It’s true. I wouldn’t have
noticed them if you hadn’t pointed them out.”
The blouse dropped, along with her
eyes. “You’re just being complimentary to get me into bed.”
“No way did you just say that. Is
that what you really think?”
“Well aren’t you? Isn’t sleeping
with an older woman not on your mental list of things to do before you’re
thirty?”
“I don’t have a list, but if I
did, getting you to like me would be at the top.”
“I already like you.”
“You have a funny way of showing
it.”
“I let you kiss me, didn’t I?”
“Would you let me do it again?”
“Maybe.”
“Now?”
The corners of her mouth crept
up. “Maybe.”
I sat up and bottom shunted over
to her. “I don’t do too good with maybes.” Leaning on one arm to get as close
to her as I could, without us actually touching, I said, “A yes or no will do.
Preferably a yes.”
Cora’s eyes dropped to my mouth
and she licked her lips, before nodding slowly. I caressed her cheek with my
free hand and angled my head in, stopping short as she bent to meet me, and pulling
back. “Are you going to push me away again? Because there’s only so much
rejection a guy can take.”
She let out a small sigh. “I want
you to kiss me, Johnny.”
Chapter Sixteen
I wanted to kiss her too, badly, but
the devil inside me had other ideas. If this was the moment I’d waited for, I
wanted to hold on to the anticipation just a little while longer, so I stood up
and walked to the corner of the room.
“Where are you going?” Cora
asked.
I turned the knob on her ancient
stereo stack. “You realise this thing is almost an antique. You should think
about updating it to something sleeker, maybe even computerised.” Music filled
the room. “There’re some great integrated sound systems on the market
nowadays.”
“It was John’s. He liked the retro
feel. He also liked this track. Could you change it, please? Try number four.”
I pushed button four, and a slow
song filtered through the speakers. I held out my hands. “Dance?”
With a puzzled expression, she
rose to her feet, smoothed down her skirt, and approached me. “You continue to
surprise me, Johnny.”
My hands crept around her waist.
“I aim to please.”
She hooked her arms around my
neck and laid her head on my shoulder. As we swayed to the music, her fingers
played with the curls lying on my nape, and her warm breath heated my neck.
I’d hoped making her wait would get
her all hot and panting for me, but she relaxed into my hold and seemed quite
content, not flustered at all. On the flip side, I was more than flustered; I
was uncomfortable. A few minutes of close contact had me so hard it hurt, and
my jeans were in danger of cutting off my blood supply from the waist down. My
body’s reaction crushed the devil inside, and all thoughts of stalling vanished.
I eased away from her and looked deep into her eyes. She reciprocated, making
me all warm and fuzzy. An alien feeling, but one I’d be happy to get used to.
No longer able to hold back, I
dipped my head and brushed my lips against hers. It amazed me how she yielded
to the kiss, slowly increasing the pressure, using her tongue to tease me to
distraction. It was only our second kiss, but her mouth was becoming so
familiar, it was tempting to devour it all. I didn’t want to push her too soon,
so I resisted, keeping the pace languid and sensual. Small moans softly purred
in her throat, and an intense heat
follow her lead. “I don’t care.”
“They’re not beautiful, Johnny.”
“Show me.”
I hadn’t expected her to comply,
so I was surprised when she sat back on her heels, lifted the hem of her blouse,
and pulled down the waistband of her skirt to expose a tantalizing sliver of
stomach. “See. I’m ugly.”
I ran my fingers over the faint
indents. “I’ve seen twenty year-old girls with bigger ones than that.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“It’s true. I wouldn’t have
noticed them if you hadn’t pointed them out.”
The blouse dropped, along with her
eyes. “You’re just being complimentary to get me into bed.”
“No way did you just say that. Is
that what you really think?”
“Well aren’t you? Isn’t sleeping
with an older woman not on your mental list of things to do before you’re
thirty?”
“I don’t have a list, but if I
did, getting you to like me would be at the top.”
“I already like you.”
“You have a funny way of showing
it.”
“I let you kiss me, didn’t I?”
“Would you let me do it again?”
“Maybe.”
“Now?”
The corners of her mouth crept
up. “Maybe.”
I sat up and bottom shunted over
to her. “I don’t do too good with maybes.” Leaning on one arm to get as close
to her as I could, without us actually touching, I said, “A yes or no will do.
Preferably a yes.”
Cora’s eyes dropped to my mouth
and she licked her lips, before nodding slowly. I caressed her cheek with my
free hand and angled my head in, stopping short as she bent to meet me, and pulling
back. “Are you going to push me away again? Because there’s only so much
rejection a guy can take.”
She let out a small sigh. “I want
you to kiss me, Johnny.”
Chapter Sixteen
I wanted to kiss her too, badly, but
the devil inside me had other ideas. If this was the moment I’d waited for, I
wanted to hold on to the anticipation just a little while longer, so I stood up
and walked to the corner of the room.
“Where are you going?” Cora
asked.
I turned the knob on her ancient
stereo stack. “You realise this thing is almost an antique. You should think
about updating it to something sleeker, maybe even computerised.” Music filled
the room. “There’re some great integrated sound systems on the market
nowadays.”
“It was John’s. He liked the retro
feel. He also liked this track. Could you change it, please? Try number four.”
I pushed button four, and a slow
song filtered through the speakers. I held out my hands. “Dance?”
With a puzzled expression, she
rose to her feet, smoothed down her skirt, and approached me. “You continue to
surprise me, Johnny.”
My hands crept around her waist.
“I aim to please.”
She hooked her arms around my
neck and laid her head on my shoulder. As we swayed to the music, her fingers
played with the curls lying on my nape, and her warm breath heated my neck.
I’d hoped making her wait would get
her all hot and panting for me, but she relaxed into my hold and seemed quite
content, not flustered at all. On the flip side, I was more than flustered; I
was uncomfortable. A few minutes of close contact had me so hard it hurt, and
my jeans were in danger of cutting off my blood supply from the waist down. My
body’s reaction crushed the devil inside, and all thoughts of stalling vanished.
I eased away from her and looked deep into her eyes. She reciprocated, making
me all warm and fuzzy. An alien feeling, but one I’d be happy to get used to.
No longer able to hold back, I
dipped my head and brushed my lips against hers. It amazed me how she yielded
to the kiss, slowly increasing the pressure, using her tongue to tease me to
distraction. It was only our second kiss, but her mouth was becoming so
familiar, it was tempting to devour it all. I didn’t want to push her too soon,
so I resisted, keeping the pace languid and sensual. Small moans softly purred
in her throat, and an intense heat
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