I tasted her slowly, testing the waters, and when she parted her lips I deepened the kiss.
Oranges and sugar seemed to fill my senses, and when I wanted desperately to push her against the wall and continue my exploration, I forced myself to pull back and break the kiss.
I’d barely taken a breath when I was shoved back against the wall and Whitney was on me. She kissed me fiercely as her hands roamed across my chest and around my back. When they cupped and squeezed my ass, I jerked with surprise, then, ignoring the bar digging into my lower back, I met her passion head on.
By the time the elevator reached the ground floor and dinged, signaling we should get off, I was as hard as oak and dying to rid Whitney of her pantsuit and take her right there on the elevator floor.
The dinging had Whitney stepping back, her hand shooting out to stop the door from closing.
I looked at her, half expecting mortification or regret to be written on her features, but all I saw was desire, which really did nothing to ease the ache in my slacks.
“This is us,” she said, her tone coming out quite breathless.
I nodded, unable to find my voice, and followed her out into the parking garage.
“I’m over there,” Whitney said, pointing in the opposite direction.
“I valeted,” I replied once I was able.
She nodded and gave me a soft smile. “Call you later?” she asked.
“Please,” I replied, not caring in the slightest if I sounded needy. She’d left me totally undone and I wasn’t embarrassed for her to know it.
Whitney looked pleased with her effect on me as she gave me a little wave then turned to walk toward her car. And damned if she wasn’t whistling while she walked.
Thirteen
Whitney
“I told him I wanted to take things slow … then I jumped him in the elevator.”
“Oh my God, yes!” Summer said excitedly, punching her fist in the air.
“Atta girl,” Margo added with a grin.
I chuckled and shook my head.
“I couldn’t believe I did it, but when he kissed me it was like he unlocked a secret compartment within me. Luca tried to pull away and the beast in me was like … No, I want more.”
“I bet you didn’t get any complaints from Luca,” Margo surmised.
“Was he shocked?” Summer asked.
“He did seem a little taken aback, but he definitely gave one-hundred percent participation.” I laughed again. “I surprised myself, but I didn’t regret it afterward. If you would have told me beforehand that I would react the way I did, I would have thought you were crazy, but it felt good. Great, actually.”
“I’m so happy for you,” Summer said, dipping her sushi into a wasabi and soy sauce mixture before popping it in her mouth.
“Me, too,” I replied. “Before, I was on the fence over whether or not I should see him, or anyone for that matter, but now that I’ve had a taste of what could be, I’m excited to see what happens next.”
I picked up my chopsticks and tried to get a piece of ahi tuna off of my plate and into my mouth. After three failed attempts, I put them down and picked up my fork.
“How’s the dating app going?” Margo asked Summer.
I watched her with envy as she wielded her chopsticks like an expert.
“Well, the happy hour thing was kind of a bust. I mean, it was fun and all … everyone was nice. But I didn’t feel sparks with any of the guys. Not like the ones that were flying off of Luca and Whit.”
“What about that one guy, Ron, I think?” I asked. “You two seemed to be hitting it off pretty well.”
Summer scrunched up her nose.
“He was cute, but it felt like I was talking to my cousin. We had a lot in common, but I wouldn’t feel the need to assault him in an elevator.”
I almost choked on my food as Margo let out a bark of laughter.
“Oh, no, is this going to be a thing now?” I groaned.
Margo nodded enthusiastically.
“Yup, at least until something else just as good happens.”
I sighed and asked, “How about you, Margo? Anything exciting, possibly embarrassing, happen since last we met?”
“Not unless you’d call having a twenty-minute orgasm embarrassing,” she quipped.
“Twenty minutes,” Summer said way too loudly.
I looked around the restaurant and leaned in to say in a quiet voice, “No, not embarrassing … impossible maybe, but not embarrassing.”
“Not impossible,” Margo said with a wave of her chopsticks. “One of the guys I see on the regular has this curve in his dick that hits the right spot every time. Honestly, it’s why I keep seeing him.”
“You only like him for sex?” Summer asked, her eyes wide as she hung on Margo’s every word.
“Yeah. He’s a total douche. Completely full of himself, way too metrosexual, and the stuff that comes out of his mouth, ugh. If I hadn’t gotten drunk and hooked up with him one night, I never would have found out about his magic penis. He’s not someone I date or go out in public with, and he’s completely fine with that. Our relationship is purely sexual. In fact, I often put a gag in his mouth so he can’t ruin things by talking.”
“Wow,” I murmured.
“You’re my hero,” Summer cooed.
“I didn’t realize a curved penis would be such an asset in bed,” I said, my mind spinning. “I don’t think I’ve ever encountered one. Pretty much I always seem to end up in bed with men who are kinda small to average. Never a curved or big one.”
“I’ve had one that was too big,” Summer said. “Like, when he took off his pants I was like … oh, hell no. It wouldn’t have worked and frankly, it scared me.”
“It scared you?” Margo asked dryly. “So you didn’t give it a try?”
Summer shook her head rapidly. “Nope. I asked him to put his pants back on and skedaddle.”
“How big was it?” I asked.
Summer held out her hand, then placed her other hand about it and said, “About one and three-quarters hands.”
“No way,” I scoffed. Her hands weren’t huge, but two of them stacked were definitely larger than any one man’s member could be.
“Yes way,” Margo argued. “What’s the biggest one you’ve ever encountered?”
I held up my hand and pointed to the knuckle of my middle finger.
“About … there.”
“You poor thing,” Summer said, her voice laced with pity.
“I’m sure Luca’s packing more than that, and if not, we’ll have to get you out there and on a dick that will actually get you off.”
“You guys are acting like I’ve been missing out or something. I’ve had a good sex life, and despite the size, I got off.” The last I whispered and glanced around warily.
“Sister, there’s a whole world out there that you don’t know about. You may think you had a good sex life, but I promise you, there’s better out there.”
“Yeah, and I gotta say, I looked at Luca in his tight jeans the other night, and I think he’s gonna be just the man to show it to you,” Summer added.