Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 65177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Chapter Twelve
ALY
ALL DAY LONG, I’ve had a permanent smile on my face just thinking about Gavin and what’s in store for us tonight. The day seemed to drag by, and I could barely focus at work, which has never happened before. When it was time for me to leave the office, my excitement turned to nervous energy, making me anxious to get home to find the perfect outfit. Earlier, I texted Gavin to find out where he’s taking me and what the dress code is, but his response back was vague, only telling me to wear a dress.
I wash my face to reapply my makeup, this time going with a heavier, smoky eye look and light lipstick. I curl my long hair into soft waves and then pin a small section of it above my right ear with a bedazzled bobby pin. I decided on a tight, black, off-the-shoulder, long-sleeved dress that stops right above my knees, with strappy black, high heel sandals and sparkling jewelry at my ears and neck. The doorbell rings just as I’m checking myself out in the mirror, and I pray that Gavin likes what he sees.
My answer comes quickly when I open the door and Gavin’s eyes widen, his gaze slowly trailing down my body and back up again to meet my eyes. I’m starting to recognize this intense gaze of his means he’s turned on and thinking of doing very naughty things to me.
I love that look coming from him.
“Goddamn, darlin’.” He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes as if he’s in pain.
I grab his wrist and pull him inside then open my mouth to ask him what’s wrong, since I’ve never seen him look like he does right now. Just when the words start to leave my mouth, my mind goes in a completely different direction and my breath catches. I’ve never seen him look hotter. He looks ruggedly handsome, wearing a charcoal gray sports coat with matching slacks, a black belt around his narrow hips, and a white button-down shirt that shows off just how in shape he is. “Wow,” I murmur, as my eyes do another once-over. “You look incredible.”
He opens his eyes, swallows, and then looks at me as he groans out, “It hurts to not be inside you. It’s taking every ounce of willpower I have to not pick you up, hike up that damn dress, and have you ridin’ me so hard that this whole neighborhood hears you screaming my name when you come.”
My eyes widen as he stares at me with unabashed desire. I blink.
Damn, there went my panties.
“It’s fine, darlin’. I can wait until after dinner to make you my dessert for tonight.” He gives me a devilish smile, and I’m ready for him to have me for dessert now.
Screw dinner!
“Will you excuse me for a second? I forgot something upstairs. Be right back,” I say quickly in a high, squeaky voice. I run back upstairs, when an idea comes to me. One I’ve never had before.
Do it! Just do it, my mind screams.
The idea is scary and exhilarating all at the same time. I pull off my thong and throw it in the hamper. I turn on all the lamps in my room and look closely at myself in the mirror, hoping it’s not too obvious I’m not wearing anything underneath.
“Aly, you okay up there?” I hear Gavin ask from the bottom of the stairs.
I jump, startled from his voice. “Coming!” I yell and hear him mumble something I can’t understand. I shut off all the lights and go back downstairs. The sensation of wearing no underwear beneath my dress is foreign, and I take the stairs slower than normal.
“You ready to go?” he asks, and I nod, grabbing my purse, and we leave the house. Gavin reaches for my hand after I lock the front door and leads me down my front yard pathway. I look around for his truck but become confused when he walks straight to a car I’ve never seen before.
“Whoa, this is fancy. Whose car is this?” I give him a quizzical look when he opens the passenger door to a silver Tesla Model S. All I’ve ever seen him drive is his truck, but then again, if this is his car, it’s just a reminder of how we barely know each other.
“This is my newborn baby Sheila.” I laugh as he accentuates his accent when calling the car Sheila. “You are her first female passenger. Even Sosie hasn’t had a test drive yet.”
I thank him for opening the door and step in, holding my dress down so it doesn’t ride up and flash him my surprise. He closes my door and runs around the front of the car to the driver’s side. I look around and admire the sleek interior of the car with minimalistic features and a huge touchscreen running down the middle console. I watch Gavin sink inside his seat and close the door. My man looks very sexy driving his luxury car, and I immediately have to press my legs together to quench the spark that radiates up my core.