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she’d agree to clean chocolate off his dick.
“I love bananas. Hey, I heard they grow in Florida. Like, you know, the whole banana tree thing. Can you imagine waking up to a bunch of ripe bananas?”
Jesus.
Fucking A. He was going to detonate on the spot.
Azzo reappeared. He rocked on his heels and beamed. “Mama has a bunch of banana trees out back.”
Her eyes went spaceship wide and took on a faraway glaze. “No kidding? That was an off-the-tree banana? Wow.”
Azzo did that I’m-a-horny-Italian-sex-god sweep of fingers and thumb to his mouth. “Shall I show you? You can even pick a few bananas to take home with you for breakfast tomorrow.”
And Joe’d be there to watch her eat it.
Come hell or Armageddon. Holy shit. Even the notion of her candy-pink tongue sliding down the length of his banana had him ready to ignite. And damn if she wouldn’t suck the crown as lovingly as she had that fricking lucky banana.
“Please allow me to escort you.” Azzo offered a crooked elbow.
Joe lurched to his feet. “I’ll take her out back.”
“Actually it’s getting late, and I really need to get back to my studying. I’ll check out the banana patch next time if that’s okay with the both of you.” Susie twined her fingers together and did a back-bowed stretch that had Joe’s cock twitching. Her nipples were pointed and shoving against the tank top.
“You don’t have to walk me back, Joe. I’m good on my own.” She threw him a out-and-out suck-it-up smirk and embellished the saucy pose with a little sex-kitten shoulder roll.
“You are so not so good on your own. Azzo, tell Mama I’ll call her later. And buzz off. Susan Elizabeth White, I am walking you home and then some.” He pushed his hand under her elbow and helped her to stand.
“Joe. I think I need to tell you something.”
He skirted the hostess station, his hand in the small of Susie’s back, edging her forward, anxious to get her out of the restaurant, needing to get them locked tight and hard.
“What?” He had her out the door and onto the sidewalk.
“I’ve changed my mind. I don’t need to study any more for the test. What I need to do is relax. Really, really relax. Rumor has it that an orgasm relaxes you to the max.”
Chapter Two
It took every ounce of willpower she had not to glance at Joe’s crotch. Susie wanted to howl. She had this big bad mercenary dangling by her pinky, and just the mention of orgasm had his jaw dropping to the cobbled sidewalk framing Champion Avenue.
“Witch.” He grasped her shoulders and turned her to face him. “I wouldn’t have taken you for a cock teaser. You’ve done everything but rub your pussy in my face.”
She blinked. Had she gone too far?
His hold on her firmed. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m not objecting to the dance, just putting you on notice that the outcome may not be what you’re gunning for. I’m not a settling-down, white-picket-fence type of man. My job’s dangerous, and when I go on a mission, I go knowing I may never come back. I love what I do, and no woman’s going to change that.”
Susie stared at him. He wasn’t handsome by any conventional standards. The craggy features, the myriad faded scars above his right temple, and the crooked nose didn’t soften the harsh lines of his features but added a piratical, brooding aura that ambushed the senses, hers anyway.
He wasn’t the kind of man to do anything by halves, not Joe Huroq, and he was giving her fair warning, big-time. Whatever was going to happen between them would be temporary…and exciting. Gawd, all her woman parts were on overdrive. Her nipples burned, her clit throbbed, and she’d soaked her thong.
Good for him. And good for her.
He would be perfect for her first lover, but she didn’t like the idea of them living so close. What if things didn’t work out and she had to put up with an angry mercenary living next door? Or worse, if he dumped her and she had to live with him trooping
“I love bananas. Hey, I heard they grow in Florida. Like, you know, the whole banana tree thing. Can you imagine waking up to a bunch of ripe bananas?”
Jesus.
Fucking A. He was going to detonate on the spot.
Azzo reappeared. He rocked on his heels and beamed. “Mama has a bunch of banana trees out back.”
Her eyes went spaceship wide and took on a faraway glaze. “No kidding? That was an off-the-tree banana? Wow.”
Azzo did that I’m-a-horny-Italian-sex-god sweep of fingers and thumb to his mouth. “Shall I show you? You can even pick a few bananas to take home with you for breakfast tomorrow.”
And Joe’d be there to watch her eat it.
Come hell or Armageddon. Holy shit. Even the notion of her candy-pink tongue sliding down the length of his banana had him ready to ignite. And damn if she wouldn’t suck the crown as lovingly as she had that fricking lucky banana.
“Please allow me to escort you.” Azzo offered a crooked elbow.
Joe lurched to his feet. “I’ll take her out back.”
“Actually it’s getting late, and I really need to get back to my studying. I’ll check out the banana patch next time if that’s okay with the both of you.” Susie twined her fingers together and did a back-bowed stretch that had Joe’s cock twitching. Her nipples were pointed and shoving against the tank top.
“You don’t have to walk me back, Joe. I’m good on my own.” She threw him a out-and-out suck-it-up smirk and embellished the saucy pose with a little sex-kitten shoulder roll.
“You are so not so good on your own. Azzo, tell Mama I’ll call her later. And buzz off. Susan Elizabeth White, I am walking you home and then some.” He pushed his hand under her elbow and helped her to stand.
“Joe. I think I need to tell you something.”
He skirted the hostess station, his hand in the small of Susie’s back, edging her forward, anxious to get her out of the restaurant, needing to get them locked tight and hard.
“What?” He had her out the door and onto the sidewalk.
“I’ve changed my mind. I don’t need to study any more for the test. What I need to do is relax. Really, really relax. Rumor has it that an orgasm relaxes you to the max.”
Chapter Two
It took every ounce of willpower she had not to glance at Joe’s crotch. Susie wanted to howl. She had this big bad mercenary dangling by her pinky, and just the mention of orgasm had his jaw dropping to the cobbled sidewalk framing Champion Avenue.
“Witch.” He grasped her shoulders and turned her to face him. “I wouldn’t have taken you for a cock teaser. You’ve done everything but rub your pussy in my face.”
She blinked. Had she gone too far?
His hold on her firmed. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m not objecting to the dance, just putting you on notice that the outcome may not be what you’re gunning for. I’m not a settling-down, white-picket-fence type of man. My job’s dangerous, and when I go on a mission, I go knowing I may never come back. I love what I do, and no woman’s going to change that.”
Susie stared at him. He wasn’t handsome by any conventional standards. The craggy features, the myriad faded scars above his right temple, and the crooked nose didn’t soften the harsh lines of his features but added a piratical, brooding aura that ambushed the senses, hers anyway.
He wasn’t the kind of man to do anything by halves, not Joe Huroq, and he was giving her fair warning, big-time. Whatever was going to happen between them would be temporary…and exciting. Gawd, all her woman parts were on overdrive. Her nipples burned, her clit throbbed, and she’d soaked her thong.
Good for him. And good for her.
He would be perfect for her first lover, but she didn’t like the idea of them living so close. What if things didn’t work out and she had to put up with an angry mercenary living next door? Or worse, if he dumped her and she had to live with him trooping