Dave slammed the door shut to his borrowed car as he waited for Kathy. He could only imagine what was going through Kathy’s head right now. Loser, criminal. God he hoped she didn’t quit the Lion. He didn’t want her to do that, they were just starting to get to know each other. She always talked about how nice she found him. What a good guy he was. He could see it now—her finding out he wasn’t this stand-up guy, and then wanting nothing to do with him. Isn’t that how it always happened? He would meet a woman he liked, and who liked him back, then his criminal record would be revealed. Mostly by accident. But sometimes, when it seemed as if it might be a serious relationship, he would confess. What a mistake that always turned into. Nonetheless Dave had promised himself that honesty was what he would live by, and if a woman couldn’t accept his past, then she couldn’t accept him.
Kathy slid into the passenger seat with her cell in her hand.
“What’s up?” he asked.
“Nothing.” Her reply was short and he could tell she was upset with whoever had been on the phone.
“You sure?”
“Yeah.” She turned to him with a smile. “Okay, boss, let’s go.”
He looked at her for a long moment, neither one saying anything to the other. “Well? You must have something to say to me after all of that,” he finally asked.
Kathy visibly cringed. “I’m sorry, Dave.”
Here it comes. The crash and disappointment. Just once, can’t I be wrong? “For what?” he asked.
“I’m sorry but your parents kinda scare me.”
He couldn’t deny how relieved he felt to hear her unexpected reaction. “They frighten me too.”
With a small smile and mesmerizing eyes, Kathy leaned toward him. “I think your mother scared Detective Owen, too.”
Leaning into her Dave could feel the sexual energy sparking in the air around them. He eyed her lips before looking into her eyes. “She can terrify the devil.”
“Absolutely,” Kathy whispered.
Their faces were so close. Dave caressed his nose to hers. “She likes you.”
“Really? How can you tell?” Kathy tipped her head ever so slightly up, and he accepted her invitation.
With his lips traveling along her jaw, he told her. “Ma would have focused on you instead to make sure you’re not going to break my heart.”
“Oh, Dave.” He tugged on her earlobe with his teeth. “I’m worried about mine.”
“Good.” Pulling back he gently touched his lips to hers. Slow, he reminded himself. Take your time. When he slid his tongue into her mouth Kathy’s body tightened under the arm he had wrapped around her. She fisted her fingers in his hair and tried to take them both deeper, wilder, but he wouldn’t allow it. Keeping the kiss gentle he took his time tasting, all the while memorizing the smooth texture of her lips. “You’re so beautiful, Kathy,” he said, against her mouth.
“Come inside.”
He sat back to look at the woman he hoped would someday be his. He’d known from the instant they met in the Lion’s manager’s office when Sophie had worked there. Kathy was the kind of woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. But he couldn’t tell her, not yet. Not when there were still things she needed to know about him and him about her.
He pulled into her apartment building parking lot then turned to her. “You and I… the first time we make love, it’s going to be special. Not just a grope fest.”
“There’s nothing wrong with those.” Kathy teased with a hand caressing up his thigh.
“Nope, there isn’t as long as you’re both getting something great out of it.” He took her hand in his and started to gently rub his thumb over the back of it. “I want to make you squirm and hear you scream out my name. I don’t want the chance to catch our breath—no downtime, only passion.” He began to put more pressure on the friction of her thumb pad. “When you come that first time, I want it in my mouth. My God, Kathy, I can’t even get close to telling you how much I need you because I’m so overwhelmed by you.”
“Oh, Jesus,” she whispered. “Tell me more. Tell me how.”
“I want to take you in every position possible with long slow strokes.” His eyes burned into hers, and when he moved his hand under her skirt he found her moist. Gently he glided his middle finger in small circles over the dampness when he heard her breath shutter then gasp as he applied pressure. “I’d love to taste you now.” He brought his hand to his mouth and sucked on the finger that he just teased her with.
“Dave?” Her body slithered lower in her seat, her eyes wide and filled with passion.
“Yes?”
“I feel like I’m going to explode. Pleasssse,” she pleaded.
“Please what?”
“Come inside.”
Hopping out of the car, they both raced to her apartment door. Dave stood behind her, his hands on her breasts, as she unlocked it. He then pushed her inside, and flung her around so she faced the closed door.
Gliding his hands up her sides and then her arms, he brought them above her head and cuffed them there with one hand.
“The things I’ve dreamed about doing to you,” he whispered. Leisurely he unzipped her skirt and let it float to the floor. “Nice,” he told her while tracing the V-string panties with a finger. “I’d always imagined you wore something like this. Keep your hands up.”
Letting go, Dave lifted her shirt while letting one finger from each hand trail along her skin. Her body arched, trying to escape the gentle touch.
“I can’t decide if that tickles or not,” she told him, giggling breathlessly.
With her shirt gone, he began tracing the tops of her breasts. “What do you feel?”
“Everything. Don’t stop.”
“You don’t have to worry about that.” He hooked a finger under the front of her bra and lifted up, exposing her breasts. “Keep your hands up,” he told her when they started to slide down the door. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want this.”
“Be more specific.” He could feel her breath pulling in and out of her chest. He knew he could have her but this wasn’t about him. He wanted to please her, show her what it was like to be taken care of. He didn’t just want a quick lay. That’s not what she deserved.
“I want you.”
“To what?” he asked, while rolling her nipples between his fingers. Her knees went weak and Dave moved one hand to her stomach and one between her legs to keep her up. He couldn’t wait to see her fly. Only in his dreams could he ever get close to her, now she was standing in front of him, practically naked and begging for release.
“I feel like I’m going to go crazy. I… I… can’t think.”
“Kathy, what do you want?”
“I want.…”
He turned her around and with his lips to hers, abruptly hiked her up around his waist and pushed them both against the door. Deliberately he slowed the kiss, took his time with it so she would feel every sensation he brought to her while his hands kneaded her bottom. Every time Kathy tried to push him to go faster, rubbed her need against his, Dave would pull back and she’d murmur in protest.
“Make me yours. Please.”
How could he say no to such a plea? He thrust her body farther up so he could travel kisses to one of her breasts. Once there he suckled and nipped at the erect peak until Kathy cried out and her body began to buck. As he moved to the next one, they slowly slid to the floor.
On his knees Dave buried his face between her legs. “You smell delicious. I can’t wait to find out how you taste.” He moved her panties aside and explored her with one finger.
“Oh!”
He licked his finger then reached up, beckoning her to taste. “Sweet. Just like you.” She took the offering and suckled. “Wow, that’s hot.” With tender tugs Dave removed her panties. Once exposed he flicked his tongue over the sensitive swollen nub in hopes she would feel the same passion he was.
“Dave, you’re killing me.”
“No. I’m pleasuring you. Let go.” He brought her to her knees and kissed her lips with violent impatience. She wrapped around him so forcefully he fell back against the floor.
He turned them so she could brace her hands on the door and moved her tasty center to hover over his mouth. “I’m living a dream.” Blowing over her softly, Kathy’s body trembled. Next he tenderly teased her lips with his tongue and she jolted. “Come down here,” he commanded, and brought her to his mouth. Instantly she cried out. Dave used one hand to hold her up and the other to tease. He found himself as excited as her, and knew he would lose his own control in his pants the moment she did in his mouth.
Quicker and quicker his tongue moved over her. Three fingers deep, he felt the velvet walls tighten. Not wanting her to start thinking, he took her swollen morsel between his teeth. Kathy exploded. She rode him hard, coming again and again. Looking up Dave witnessed the most breathtaking woman he’d ever laid eyes on.
* * *
She’d never done that before. How could she look him in the eyes after what she’d just experienced? That is, if she could move from where she melted on the floor. Kathy’s body involuntarily shook. Damn, she felt good. No wonder people got addicted to sex.
“What?” Dave asked, from beside her.
“Huh?”
“You said something.”
She blinked at the ceiling. “I did?”
He giggled. “Yup. About addiction and sex.”
“Did you just giggle?” Turning on her side, she regarded the fully clothed man beside her.
“Probably. You seem to be able to do all sorts of exciting things to me.”
“To you!” She lay back down and stared at nothing of interest. “Dave, that was.…”
“Incredible.”
“I’ve never felt anything like that before. Wow. It feels so wrong, though. How can you say ‘incredible’ when you got nothing out of it?”
“Sweetheart. This isn’t only about receiving. You can get just as much pleasure from giving.”
She would have to think that over. Giving had never brought her much joy. Of course receiving hadn’t either until just a few minutes ago. “Guess we’ll have to try that some time.”
In a flash, Dave rolled on top of her. “You’ll enjoy it. I promise.”
“Stay the night.” She reached for his face and brought his lips down to hers. The lingering taste of herself brought on a wave of desire so severe it was jolting.
“I have to get back home to my parents. Plus I need a shower and a change of underwear.”
“Underwear? Why in the world would you need that?”
His smile looked devilish. “I came too.”
“Really?”
“Really. You do that to me, Kathy Mae Smith.”
“I… how? I didn’t touch you. I mean… I didn’t do anything.”
“You don’t have to.” Dave gathered her close. “Watching you is such a turn-on, you have no idea!”
When he massaged her breast, she leaned into it. “Sure you don’t want to stay? This was my first real experience with this sort of thing and I’ll need a lot more practice.” Did she really just say that? But instead of cowering, she looked at him with determination. She loved the feelings Dave brought out of her.
“No… yes.”
“What’s the worst that could happen?” Kissing his neck, nibbling on his ear, her hands roamed his body. Her power to possess him grew more intoxicating with each of his moans. She wanted so much more than this quick fling in her doorway. “Could I persuade you into staying?”
“Yes.” His voice sounded intense, his breathing deeper as she undid the button and zipper of his jeans.
“I’ve been wanting to see what you have down here.”
“Kathy.”
“Wow, Dave. This looks to be very restricting.” What was she doing? She’d never seduced a man before. Yet here she was doing it without a skilled plan.
“What are you doing, Kathy?” He lifted his hips when she started to tug down his jeans.
“I’m going to give and you’re going to receive.”
She leaned down and with a flick of her tongue, heard Dave’s hissed breath.
“That feels great.”
With her confidence growing, Kathy explored some more. She glided her mouth down as far as she could go and…
“Wait. Wait.”
“Did I do something wrong?” She’d just die if he said yes so close to the beginning of her journey.
“Oh, no. No, Muffin.” He cupped her chin, kissed her then arched himself to the side to search out the back pocket of his jeans. “My parents.” With a huff, he flipped his phone open. “What?”
Kathy smacked his chest. “Be nice.”
By the moonlight seeping in through her windows Kathy saw him wink at her. “Mom, I’ll be home in a little bit… Yes, I’m still with Kathy… I guess I could. Kathy, you’re gonna come to the belated Easter dinner tomorrow night, right?”
Dinner? “I.…”
“She’s stuttering so I’m taking that as a yes… No, I’m not pushing her into anything she doesn’t want to do… Mom, please don’t do that…” He cupped the back of Kathy’s head and with the phone still to his ear, Dave kissed her brainless. “What? Yeah, you are interrupting something… No, I’m not being fresh.”
“Yes, you are,” Kathy whispered in horror and began to get up.
“Oh, no you don’t,” he told her and pulled her back down to him. “Mom, I need to let you go. I’ll be home soonish. Love you.” Hanging up the phone he turned to her with narrowed eyes. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“I… you told her we’re having sex.”
“No, I didn’t.”
Kathy wanted to pull her hair out. Men could be so dense. “Yes, you did.”
He sat up and pulled his shirt off. “I can’t help what goes on in her imagination, Kathy. Just like I can’t help wanting to feel your hands on me again.” He took one of hers and wrapped it around his hard shaft. Kathy hardly noticed. She was too busy looking at Dave’s toned chest covered in tattoos. Her mouth went dry.
“You’re a bad boy, aren’t you, Dave?”
“Kathy, my love…” He kissed her hard then lay back on the floor with his hands behind his head, an open invitation for her to feast. “You have no idea.”
“Tell me what to do. Tell me what you want.”
“Nope. You’re running this show.”
Tentative, she fastened her mouth around him. Ascending down the thick temptation, she found herself lost in the domination she felt. He groaned when she touched him with her fingers then arched when her mouth explored the sacks below. When she worked him beyond any reasonable thought, he exploded in her mouth.
Again they lay speechless in the moonlit entryway.
“Wow,” Dave finally spoke. “You have a gift. And you can use that on me any time.”
She couldn’t help but laugh when he wiped the sweat from his brow. “Really? Not just trying to butter me up for your leaving?”
“I don’t want to leave. Gosh, you’re beautiful in the moonlight.”
Kathy snorted before her focus turned to his chest. “Tell me what these mean.” She traced a finger along the tattoos stretched across his torso, abdomen, and arms. “I never knew all these were here. Where’d you get them?” He got quiet and even in the little bit of light, Kathy could see him pondering how to answer her question. “Dave?”
“I got this one.” He pointed at the large menacing devil on his right shoulder. “And this one.” The angel on his left shoulder. “In jail.”
He watched her, looking for some reaction he seemed sure would come. “Did they hurt?”
“You’re not gonna ask why I was in jail?”
“No. Unless you want me to.” For some reason it really didn’t seem important. As if anything he’d been in there for wasn’t as bad as the fear she saw in his eyes.
“I’m… speechless.”
“Well, there’s no reason for that. Did they hurt?” she asked again.
Dave took the hand tracing his ink and kissed it. “I have a record.”
“Me too. Actually it’s a forty-five recording of the original Muppet Movie theme. I hear it’s worth money.” He laughed and she realized she liked the sound, knowing she brought the humor out of him.
“Yes, they hurt.”
“I have a phoenix on my left butt cheek. Sophie and I got them at the same time.”
“Sophie has a tattoo?”
“Yup. On her shoulder blade.”
His hand slowly caressed her side, sliding up until it cupped the back of her neck. He kissed her. “I’m gonna have to see that ink in a lot more light, Kathy.”
“It’s not like I have a whole lot on.”
“I might just have to rethink my—” The vibration of his phone interrupted his words. “Damn phone!” He felt for it in the dark and Kathy watched his irked expression by the dim phone light. “What!”
Things couldn’t be any more perfect. No, actually they would be if Dave stayed the night. But she understood why he couldn’t. His parents were waiting for him and probably wanted a better explanation to what they had walked in on tonight at the bar and what was going on with Detective Owen.
Flopping on her bed face up, Kathy stared at her ceiling. He did it. Dave gave her an orgasm and promised to make it happen again and again. It was everything she dreamed it would be and so much more. She rolled over and snuggled into her pillow. A moment before sleep took her she thought, I could get used to this.