Lindsey’s Wolves(5)

The cause of this distraction now sat next to him with a slight smile curving up the corners of her luscious pink lips. She’d let him grasp her hand when he’d climbed into his truck beside her and had even scooted his direction across the bench seat, as much as the seat belt would allow.

Lazily drawing circles across her palm with his thumb was now driving him mad. Her skin was so soft and warm, her grip on his fingers making him long to have her grip other parts of his body with the same passion.

Again he prayed to a god he’d suddenly found himself taking a keener interest in. Please, just help her understand.

Alex knew he’d eventually have to confront her. She was his mate and that was fantastic. But … she was human. She had no idea what was about to happen to turn her life upside down.

He had no idea when he might go about telling her the details of the unimaginable world he would open up to her, but it would have to be soon. He didn’t know how many days he could go with cold showers and the constant need to adjust his cock in his pants. Even masturbating twice last night after he’d excused himself from the family had done nothing to ease his discomfort. He was still hard nearly twenty-four hours later.

“So, why have you never been to this restaurant before, Alejandro?” When she spoke his name, with an accent that sounded almost precisely like a native of his country, it made him almost groan out loud with visions of her screaming the word in passion as she came. And she would. He’d make sure of that.

“I have been so busy since I got here in the spring, I guess I just haven’t had the chance. My cousins have eaten there and they tell me the menu is authentic and delicious. I hope they are correct. It’s really tough to find the cuisine of España replicated in the States. A rare delicacy.”

“I’m sure it will be wonderful.” When she smiled at him, one sweet dimple exploded on each cheek, begging him to run his tongue through the indention. He glanced her way to catch this expression, wishing he could stare at her forever without running off the road.

Two more miles and then you can sit across from her at the table and look to your heart’s content.

He’d purposefully selected a specific corner table when he’d been there earlier, slightly out of the way where they’d have some privacy to get to know each other.

Although, he felt like he’d known her for years after last night. They’d practically spoken on top of each other the entire time, laughing and joking about their different life experiences.

It was with great relief that Alejandro pulled into a parking spot and turned to stare into those gorgeous brown eyes that hypnotized him with their warmth.

He practically flung himself around the front end of the truck to reach her side, bereft of the feel of her soft fingers in his.

As she stepped from the car, he caught a significant glimpse of the V between her legs. Her short dress couldn’t hide much as she was forced to put one foot down and then the other. She reached to adjust the front, even tugged the fabric with both hands to more concisely cover herself before raising her face back to stare into his eyes. She was clearly unaccustomed to dressing in such a short skirt. Her cheeks were flushed. Was she embarrassed? Did she feel self-conscious about what he might have seen between her legs during the brief exit?

She’d have to get over that fast, but the idea of her being shy about her body made him almost tremble with the anticipation of ridding her of any preconceived notions she may have acquired about sex in her twenty-two years. Why did the idea of her initial timidity only make him harder?

“Shall we?” As soon as she’d adjusted her dress to her satisfaction, Alex once again grasped her hand and guided her toward the entrance.

“It’s lovely. I don’t know why I haven’t been here before myself. Maybe it’s fate that we are to experience it for the first time together.” Lindsey sucked in a breath on the end of that sentence, and he looked at her with a smile. She shivered beneath his touch, turning her face toward the ground.

Alex pulled her close as they reached the door, wrapped his arms around her to stave off the chill she’d experienced, as though caused by the evening air, and kissed the top of her head. “I’m certain you are correct, cariña.”

Her hair smelled of the floral shampoo he would never forget from yesterday. The soft strands glided across his lips as he pulled reluctantly away, wishing for all the world they weren’t in public, it wasn’t their first official date, and he didn’t have to spend the next week going through the formalities dictated by human society to court and woo this woman before he could divest her of her clothes and delve into all her glorious wonder.