She couldn’t stop her chin from trembling as she reacted to his words. His tone and his expression were so serious, but the heat in his eyes left her breathless and on the verge of a small orgasm.
“Really? You would?”
Seth nodded. “If you’d promise to hold very still for me, I’d make it a work of art like you’ve never seen before. I’m very good at what I do.” He eased back, trailing his fingers to her hand as though he realized he was being a bit intense. “Sorry, I take my work seriously.”
Jayne grasped his hand. “Don’t apologize. I’ve seen Lily’s and her men’s tattoos and some of the others. It’s the reason I asked you. I’ll do it.”
“You will?” His blue eyes locked with hers, the barest hint of vulnerability showing before it disappeared. A smile slowly spread across his lips, as though he wasn’t sure it belonged there, and she smiled back. “Good. It’s getting late. Would you like me to take you home now?”
No.
“Yes, I probably should get some rest.”
Right, because I haven’t had enough of that to last me a lifetime.
Outside of the nightclub, he helped her with the helmet and braided her long hair one last time. She hoped it wasn’t the last time. She enjoyed the ride across the small town of Divine as the warm wind blew past them on the quiet residential streets. He pulled into her driveway and quickly cut the ignition on his bike. She appreciated that he was considerate of her neighbors. Seth climbed from the bike and removed his helmet.
She remained on the bike while he helped her with the helmet, and she noticed his smile as he released her braid and ran his fingers through her hair one last time. Recalling a comment he’d made earlier in the day, a thought occurred to her. “I have a question.”
“Sure,” he said as he returned her helmet to the saddlebag.
“At the parade, when I asked you about wearing sandals while I rode behind you, you mentioned that you had another solution, but that I’d be fine if I kept my feet on the footrests. What did you mean, you had another solution?”
An undeniably sexy smile crossed his handsome face in the moonlight, and he hesitated for only a second while he assisted her from the bike. “If you were my girlfriend, I’d slip those little sandals from your feet and stick them in the saddlebags. I’d have you wrap your pretty, long legs around my hips and let you ride like that, with your feet between my legs.”
She gulped audibly. Well, you had to go and ask now, didn’t you?
“Oh.”
Seth gazed at her through eyes cast in shadow and moved a little closer. “But we’d have to be a bit better acquainted for that, wouldn’t we?”
“Uh-huh…” she intoned as he came closer still.
Oh, God. He’s gonna kiss me! Get a grip. You’re thirty-eight. You’ve been kissed before, ninny. It’s not like he’s gonna make love to you here on the driveway.
“Although, I hope I get the privilege someday.” His lips were a hairsbreadth away, and she could feel his warm breath.
Oh, Lord, me too!
“Uh-huh, maybe, yes.”
Stop thinking.
His lips gently pressed against hers, sending a thrill from there straight to her nipples and her clit. Her pussy lips swelled with alarming speed and her body ached for him.
She returned the kiss and parted her lips, allowing his tongue access, and he enclosed her body in his arms as he tilted his head and deepened their kiss. He tasted of breath mints and his own natural essence, and she sent a prayer of thanks heavenward that he’d offered her the roll of mints at the club.
Beautiful man.
He tightened his hold, and her T-shirt rode up in the back as he held her and his hot fingertips slid across her bare lower back. A moan escaped her when she felt the steely ridge of his erection against her abdomen, and her cunt responded with a spasm of need.
Much too soon, he released her and sounded a little breathless when he asked, “Can I have your number?” Jayne nodded. “I’d like to see you again. I’ll call you. We can also talk about your tattoo.”
“I’d like that. I…I enjoyed today very much,” she whispered as he tucked her hair behind her ear. He entered her cell phone number in his phone and then slid it into his back pocket. He surprised her by kissing her again, this time so tenderly with just the barest flick of his tongue against the underside of her upper lip.
“I enjoyed spending it with you too, Jayne. I’ll talk to you soon.” He pulled his helmet back on, climbed on the bike, and looked at her with a hint of a smile as she nodded affirmatively.
She fished her house key from her pocket, and he started the motorcycle and then watched as she went to her front door and unlocked it, then stood in the open doorway. She watched him drive away with one parting wave of his hand.