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turning my
body towards his. He slipped his hands under me, lifting me up and I suddenly
found myself facing him, straddling his legs. His fingers dug into my hips,
pulling me close to grind against him. I gasped and he took the opportunity to
thrust his tongue into my mouth, completely ravishing it with his kiss.
    After a few minutes, I pulled my mouth from his, panting for
breath as he sucked and licked and nipped his way down my throat to my
collarbone. His hands found my waist and he tugged my shirt out from where it
was tucked into my jeans. He slid his hands up under my shirt, his warm
fingers gliding across my bare skin. Taking my mouth again, he tangled his
tongue with mine. He growled and I felt the heat rush straight to my core. I sucked
in a breath as his fingers brushed across the fabric of my bra, teasing my
sensitive nipples. He pushed me back, forcing me to rise up on my knees,
opening the space between us as he pushed up my shirt exposing my bare belly.
He leaned over, his lips tickling across my skin and I arched my back as he
licked a path up to my bra, his hands cupping my breasts. I threw my head
back, my chest heaving as I struggled to stay in control. Nash paused, his
face against my abdomen, his breathing as ragged as mine. With a little
chuckle, he slid his hands from my breasts to my hips, pushing me back down on
his legs.
    “I can’t believe I’m saying this,” he said with a shake of
his head, “but we should stop.” He laughed again and tucked his finger under
my chin, closing my mouth as I looked at him in disbelief. “This is only our first
date after all.”
    I groaned and leaned against him, running my tongue up the
side of his neck. “Do you really want to stop?” I kissed him behind his ear.
Nash growled and shifted positions, pushing my hips tight against him. I
nipped at his ear lobe, pulling it between my teeth.
    A growl exploded from him and his fingers twined roughly in
my hair, pulling my head back. He took my mouth with his in a no-holds-barred
kiss. Breathing heavily, he pulled his mouth from mine. “Minx,” he said with another
growl, slapping me on the ass.
    “Hey!” I protested, the swat still stinging. A wave of lust
washed over me.
    “Do that again, little minx, and I’ll take you right here,
right now, no matter who else is around to see.”
    I swallowed with a gulp, my eyes wide. I couldn’t decide if
I wanted to push him or if I was too chicken to call his bluff. Nash laughed
and kissed me on the nose.
    “Sexy little minx. You like that idea, do you?” He grabbed
my hips and deposited me on the blanket beside him. He jumped to his feet and
held out his hand. “Come on. We had better go before this gets out of hand.”
    With a little disappointed huff, I put my hand in his,
letting him pull me to my feet. He pulled me straight up into his arms and
into his kiss.
    I pushed myself away reluctantly a few moments later.
“You’re right. We should go.” With a sigh, I bent over to pick the
blankets up off the ground and then squealed when Nash goosed me on the bottom.
“Hey!” I swatted at him playfully. “Keep your hands to yourself, Nash.”
    Nash wiggled his eyebrows at me with a grin. “Never.”

    ***

    I ran out of steam on the ride back into town, my eyes
fluttering shut.
    “Hey, wake up, sleepyhead,” Nash smiled and gave my thigh a
pat. “We’re almost home.”
    I looked around and, recognizing the neighbourhood, realized
he meant my home. The streets were quiet, the clock on the dash of Nash’s
truck read 2:05 AM. No wonder I was tired. Nash had turned on the radio and
Adele was crooning softly that she wanted to set fire to the rain. The whole
evening felt kind of surreal. Best. First date. Ever.
    I let my mind wander thinking about whether Nash would walk
me to the door and kiss me, and whether or not we’d behave and leave it at the
door or stumble inside to my room. Suddenly, something stepped out in front of
the truck.
    “Nash! Look