“As long as you tell me yours too,” she says, and with that, she’s out of the car and I’m left shaking my head at this feisty little star.
As we make our way into the restaurant, my hand finds the small of her back, guiding her with the lightest of touches. Electricity shoots through my hand, up my arm, and straight to my chest. I’ve never been so enamored by a woman before. There’s something about this blonde little doll that makes me want to learn more than just how beautiful she is when she unravels below me.
“Table for two,” I tell the waitress, and she leads us into the open space, which is fairly quiet since it’s a weekday.
“I’ll be sending a waiter over shortly. Let me know if you need anything.” She smiles and leaves us. The booth is in a corner, which is perfect for what I have in mind. Once we’re seated, I lift the menu and glance over at her.
“I hear the pasta is really good here.” Her bright blue eyes peek up at me, and she places the menu back on the table.
“Then that’s what I’ll have,” she confirms with a lift of her chin and confidence painting her pretty features.
“So you’re not one of those girls worried about carbs?” I quip playfully and she shakes her head. Sleek blonde hair shining in the dim lighting of the restaurant.
“Not really. I love food, so I’m not going to deny myself. If I like it, I’ll have it.”
“Fair enough. So then tell me, why acting? Is it something you’ve always wanted to do?” I sit back, watching her reaction. A small smile lights her face, sending my heart racing.
“Yes and no. I’ve always been involved in theatre, but the show came out of nowhere. It was a surprise that they wanted to put me on screen. I’m more laid back. I don’t like the limelight. I just want to do something I love, rather than have my name and life splattered across the pages of a magazine.”
“Can I get you anything to drink?” A girl, possibly about eighteen smiles at us, notebook poised ready to take our order.
“I’ll have a lemonade and we’ll both have the pasta carbonara.” I order for us both quickly, needing to be alone with her again. Who am I kidding? This woman has me entranced.
“And I’ll have the lemonade as well,” Jaz says with a kind smile. I’ve always thought famous actresses were airheads, but this woman has so much more to her that it makes me want to learn everything I can about her. More than I thought possible.
Silence settles around us, but it’s not an awkward one. It’s comfortable, and I relish the feeling of being with someone. “You look beautiful, you know.” Her gaze darts up in surprise and a soft pink colors her cheeks.
“Thank you, Officer. You scrub up pretty well yourself.” She settles back, teasing me with a naughty smile, and I shift closer to her. The scent of cotton candy invades my senses and my cock thickens in my slacks. The waitress appears with our drinks, setting them down with a flourish, then disappears, leaving us alone in the corner once more.
“You’re different than what I imagined you’d be.” The words fall from my mouth and she grins, looking at me with mischief dancing in her eyes.
“And you’re not quite the asshole I thought you’d be.” She places her hand on my thigh and my body tenses as I try to hold on to my restraint. She’s incredibly beautiful. Her body was built for fucking, and her lips, those goddamn lips.
Leaning in, I brush my lips over her ear. “No, I’m not an asshole. However, if you knew what I wanted to do to you… what I was thinking right now… Well, let’s just say we wouldn’t be sitting here.”
Her breathing hitches as her chest heaves. I don’t need to look, but I know her nipples are hard. “Don’t tease, Dane, it’s rude.” she says in a raspy tone, and I know she’s as affected by me as I am by her. My hand snakes up her thigh, pushing the soft material of her dress higher. The smooth skin below my hand prickles with goose bumps and her rapid breaths are audible.
“I wasn’t teasing, Baby Doll,” I murmur along the curve of her neck. When my hand reaches the apex of her thighs, a small whimper falls from her lips. “You’re wet,” I hiss through my clenched jaw. “Did you rub your little pussy thinking of me last night?” I question, but she doesn’t answer. Slipping my finger under the elastic of her underwear, I find her drenched sex. Smooth and warm.
Jesus, I can only imagine how good it would be to have my cock inside her.