Ditching The Dream (Dream Series) - Plot & Excerpts
He leaned in close and whispered “Your place, or mine?” His lips brushed my ear. I gulped hard and tried to control my breath. All the flirting and drinks from dinner were making it difficult to focus. “Well, I’ve given you your dinner date that you deserve for nearly busting your toe and scuffing your Pradas,” I didn’t recognize my own voice, the combination of alcohol, desire and a hint of fear left my voice sounding desperate. “But I think I should turn in.” Yeah, I didn’t believe the words either. “You’re not a pumpkin are you?” he asked, his lips dipping to my neck, my head automatically dropping to the side, allowing him better access. I moaned lightly and Jack’s hand came up to my chin, pulling my lips to his. He delicately kissed and licked at my mouth seeking entrance. Before I could tell myself to stop, I found my lips parting, allowing him the space he sought and I reveled in the taste of the remnants of his signature Macallan. I heard myself moan. He felt, smelled, and tasted so incredible.
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