Mid Life Love (Mid Life Love #1)(34)

“Yes. It’s quite juvenile. I can’t imagine why someone would ever do that.”

“Hmmm.” He reached down and removed the elastic band from my ponytail, letting my hair fall to my shoulders. “You have no idea why a beautiful woman would stand me up for a date?”

“Maybe there’s a lack of chemistry?” I nearly stuttered.

“No, she and I have plenty of chemistry...”

“Could it be that you two have nothing in common?”

He ran his fingers through my hair. “We talked for quite a while last week...I think we have more than enough in common.”

I shrugged. “Maybe she’s just not that into you then.”

“Oh, she’s definitely into me.” He smirked. “She just won’t admit it for some reason.”

“Well, if it were me, I would just give up and pursue someone else. She did stand you up.”

He tilted my chin with his fingertips so that I was looking directly into his eyes. “I’m not going to give up. She is. And I don’t want to pursue anyone else.”

We stood gazing into each other’s eyes and I realized that I needed to get him out of my house and get back to my bubble bath.

I should use him for inspiration...

“Look, I was in the middle of something very important before you came over, so if you could leave right now so I can get back to it, that would be great. Maybe we can talk about what happened over the weekend at work tomorrow? For the record, I really am sorry I stood you up. I had every intention of being there but—”

He silenced me with a kiss and I kissed him back with a passion I’d never felt before. He reached down and untied my robe, pushing it off my shoulders and onto the floor.

Smiling, he assaulted my mouth with his tongue again, using his hands to tug at the drawstring on my pants.

All of sudden, I felt a vibrating sound going off in my pocket. Before I could reach down and shut it off, he reached into my pants and pulled out my favorite purple friend.

He examined it for a few seconds, blinking. Then he held it front of my face and smirked. “Is this what I was interrupting?”

It’s been four years....Four. Long. Years...

“Claire?” He cupped my chin and held my face so I wouldn’t be able to turn away. “Is this what you were doing?”

“I...” I swallowed. Then I went for it. “What if it was?”

A slow, sexy smile spread across his lips. “Then I think I should finish what you started.” He sealed his mouth over mine again and pressed me against the island, making it hard for me to breathe.

I’d never been kissed like he was kissing me; it felt like I was having sex—with my mouth. He was controlling my tongue with his, molding his perfectly full lips to mine, and biting down on my tongue whenever I tried to catch a breath.

I felt him yanking my pants down, not being gentle about it at all. As soon as they hit the floor, he snatched his mouth away from mine and pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it across the room.

“Come here,” he said as he lifted me on top of the counter. He pushed me onto my back, causing my cookbooks and folders to fall to the floor.

Leaning over me, he fisted his hands in my hair, kissing me again and again. He kept his eyes locked on mine as he quickly stepped back to unbuckle his pants and pull out a condom.

I gasped and sat up, panting as he un-wrapped it. “You always come prepared to sleep with employees when they call off sick?” I looked down below his waist and my eyes widened as far as they could go; his dick was twice the size of my ex-husband’s.

Oh god...

A hint of a smile played on his lips. “Do you always use your sick days to stay at home and play with yourself?”

My cheeks burned bright red and I was about to reply, but he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me closer.

Lowering his voice, he looked directly into my eyes. “Wrap your legs around me so I can f**k you.”

I went stiff. My conscience started to warn me about this—something about how it wasn’t a good idea to sleep with my boss, my much younger boss, but I ignored it.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried not to scream as he slowly entered me, as he stretched me way past my limit, filling me in places that I didn’t even know existed.

I felt him swelling inside of me, still trying to fit, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. “Ohhhh.....Oh goddd!”

“Is this how you treat people who ask you out?” He was completely inside of me now, but he was keeping his dick still. “Do you think that’s a nice thing to do?”

I shook my head, exhaling as my body adjusted to his thickness. I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself and groaned as he kissed my neck.

He ran his hands up and down my back and whispered, “Are you sure that’s not a nice thing to do, Claire?”

He didn’t give me a chance to answer. He started sliding in and out of me, making me moan with each thrust, making me wish he would never stop.

“I...I...” I tried to catch my breath.

“You sure you don’t like standing them up and making them come after you?” He picked up his pace, thrusting harder and harder, gripping my hips so I couldn’t resist the tempo. “Forcing them to wait for two hours?”

“Ahhhhh....” My mind went blank. I heard him asking me more questions—something about him being upset, but I could only focus on how good this f**king felt. I shut my eyes and surrendered to his control, letting him make my body feel things it’d never felt before.