“What’s the rush?”
“Someone promised me dessert.”
My heart pauses for a second before returning to its normal pace.
“I’m enjoying the moment,” I confess.
Dahlia processes my words with a slow blink. “It’s only dinner.”
I pop the lid off my takeout container to give myself something to do. “I know.”
“We can do this again tomorrow if you want.” A faint pink blush creeps up the collar of her shirt.
“Would you want that?”
“Depends on how tonight goes.” She winks.
I know her words are meant as a tease, but they seem to widen the gap in my chest until the ache becomes unbearable.
Her forehead creases from her frown. “What’s that look for?”
“Huh?”
Whatever expression she copies makes me feel ten times more pathetic.
“Nothing.” I pop a sushi roll into my mouth to stop myself from revealing anything else.
“You seem sad.”
“I’m…”
“Lonely?” she offers.
I nearly break one of the wooden chopsticks because of how hard my fist clenches.
The worst kind of expression flashes across her face.
Pity.
“For how long?” she asks.
Too long.
“Not going to lie, I expected you to be married with a kid by now.”
“Married, yes. A kid? Not so much.”
“You don’t want children? For real?” Her throat visibly tightens from how hard she swallows.
“Not really.”
She only frowns harder. “Since when?”
“Since my mom returned from the hospital without my baby sister.”
She wraps her hand around my bicep and gives it a comforting squeeze. “I’m sorry.”
I halfheartedly shrug. “It’s in the past.”
She spares me a look. “We’re quite the pair, you and I.”
“Tell me about it.”
Her hand drops. “You know, a wise man once told me there are plenty of ways to have a child.”
“Is that right?”
“Yup.”
“I think I’ll start with finding a wife first and see where life takes me.”
“Right.” Her grip on the chopsticks tightens.
Cute.
Warmth spreads through my body. “Maybe when you head back to San Francisco, I’ll reconsider my mom’s matchmaking services.”
“I sucked your dick less than an hour ago, and you’re already talking about going on dates with other women?”
“Does that bother you?”
Her nose scrunches. “Ugh. You’re such an asshole.”
“And you’re jealous.”
“No, I’m not.”
“It’s nice to be on the receiving end of it for a change.” I uncurl her fingers, releasing the chopsticks from her punishing hold.
Her gaze narrows. “You said all that on purpose.”
“I did.”
“Next time you go down on me, I plan on suffocating you to death.”
I drag her hand to my lips and kiss it. “I can’t think of a better way to go.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Dahlia
“So, do I get to see your bedroom now?” I toss our empty containers in the hidden trash can beside the sink.
“I have a better idea.” Julian grabs me by the hips and lifts me onto the counter. My dress does little to protect me from the cold marble below, especially when Julian pushes it up until I’m completely exposed.
“Here?” I peek at all the curtainless windows.
He drops to his knees.
“Someone could see us from a boat or their dock,” I protest.
“Relax.” He slides my underwear down my legs before pocketing them.
“But—” My protest dies in my throat as Julian rips my thighs apart and peppers them with soft kisses.
His stubbled cheek scrapes against my skin on his mission toward the spot aching for his attention. He teases me with a flick of his tongue, making me jump in place before he pulls back.
“Should I stop?”
“Don’t you dare.” My head drops back as he rewards me with another lick.
“Are you sure? I’d hate for someone to see you like this.” He drags his tongue toward my clit and presses against it with the flat of his tongue.
“Shut up,” I hiss as my fingers sink into his hair.
“You’re so demanding.” He tsks before sliding his tongue over my clit again.
I’ll show him demanding. I throw my legs over his shoulders and line him up with my entrance. “Lick.”
We hold eye contact as he collects my arousal with the tip of his tongue. Goose bumps spread across my skin, and he runs his hands across my pebbled flesh as he sinks deeper inside me.
“Fuck.” I allow him a few more seconds of teasing before I take control again. Despite how good everything feels, I drag him away by his hair, straight toward my clit. “Suck.”
Something flashes behind his eyes as he wraps his lips around it and sucks hard enough for my hips to jolt off the counter.
The scrape of his teeth is something new, and my body lights up at the sensation.
He grins against me before repeating the move again.
Damn him straight to hell.
“Oh God,” I groan as he does something with his tongue no one has ever done before, and then shiver when I press my thighs against the sides of his head.
He pulls away. “Your needy cunt is making a mess of my counter.”
“This mess?” I spread my legs wider and gather some of my arousal on the pad of my thumb, earning a delicious groan from the man kneeling in front of me.
“I should make you lick everything clean.”
“Or you should, since you love the taste of me.”
His sharp breath makes me smile.
“I bet you’d like that.” I hold my soaked thumb out.
His mouth wraps around it, sending a pleasant rush of heat through me as he licks my skin clean before he bites the tip. “Keep talking and I’ll gag you.”
“With your cock?”
“Don’t tempt me.” Julian sinks one finger into me, and my eyes roll as I’m overwhelmed by the sensation. He rewards my moan by pressing his thumb against my clit while adding a second finger.
My head drops back. “If you don’t fuck me in the next minute, I’ll find a way to do it myself.”
“Threaten me again while my fingers are inside you, and I’ll stop.”
Oh shit.
“You got it?” He curls his finger to reach my most sensitive spot.
“Yes,” I moan.
He makes a confirmatory noise before removing his hand. “Be back in a minute.”
Julian runs away before returning a minute later, breathing heavily with a shiny condom wrapper in his hand. Somewhere along the way, he ditched his pants, giving me the best sight of his straining erection concealed by his boxer briefs.
“Just one?” I brush my index finger over his bulge.
“I have more upstairs.” He tugs my dress over my head, making a mess of my hair in the process.
I’m breathless as his gaze roams over my body, taking in every detail before he pulls me into a searing kiss.
He breaks away first. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I feel like the luckiest bastard in the world right now.”