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  I take a chance and lean in close to her again and run my nose along the side of hers. “Please don’t make me beg, Katie,” I whisper.

  I feel her body melt deeper into mine and it’s one of the best things I’ve ever felt.

  “Okay, one date. Abbi is staying at my parents’ house again tonight. You can pick me up at 7:00 pm,” she says, quietly.

  I smile so wide my cheeks begin to hurt. I want to ask her if she’s sure, but I don’t want to risk her backing out. I bend down and softly touch my lips to hers. “Thank you.”

  I reluctantly let her go and grab my coffee off of the counter. “I’ll go so you can do whatever it was you were going to do today. I’ll see you at 7:00 pm, kitten.”

  “Nick,” she growls at me, clenching her fists at her sides.

  “Bye, Katie.” I laugh. I walk towards her front door and out to my car, with a smile on my face. It’s going to be a great day and 7:00 pm can’t get here fast enough.

  * * *

  Later that night, I knock on Katie’s door and wait. I wouldn’t put it past her to try and stand me up. Her car is in the driveway, so I know she’s here. A few seconds later, I hear footsteps on the other side of the door and I let out a sigh of relief.

  “Hey,” she says, opening the door.

  Fuck! She’s so damn beautiful. Her hair is down and falling in waves over her shoulders. She is wearing a simple black dress, but it dips down so far in the front, I actually have to wonder how her tits are staying in place. My eyes quickly go back to her face, before I start getting hard.

  “Hey.” I lean in and give her a kiss on the cheek. My lips linger for a second on her soft skin and I hear her breath catch.

  She pulls back and clears her throat. “Let me grab my purse,” she mumbles.

  I stay by the door and watch her walk away. I make the mistake of looking down at her shoes and I have to discreetly adjust myself. They are black with little bows on the back and the heel is high. I wonder what they would feel like digging into my ass. While I’m trying to control my wayward thoughts, Katie walks back towards me and shuts the door.

  “Ready?” I ask.

  “Yep.”

  I put my hand on her lower back and lead her to my truck. I open her door and help her up, before walking to my side.

  “Where are we going?” she asks, as I back out of her driveway.

  “I thought we could go to Brock’s Seafood Restaurant. Is that okay with you?”

  “Yeah, that’s perfect. I love that place.”

  “Me too.” I smile over at her.

  She tries to smile back, but it comes out more like a grimace.

  “Am I that repulsive?” I laugh.

  “What? No!”

  “What’s wrong Katie?” I ask. I reach my hand over and take hers, giving it a little squeeze.

  She sighs and looks out the window. “I’m a little nervous, Nick. It’s been a long time since I went on a date.”

  “Really?” I find that hard to believe. She must have to fight guys off with a stick.

  “Why do you sound so shocked? I told you this morning, I’m a mom. I don’t have time to date.”

  “I think there is a little more to it than you’re letting on, Katie,” I respond quietly.

  “Maybe so,” she whispers, as we pull into the parking lot of the restaurant.

  I cut the truck off and turn to face her, still holding her hand in mine. “It’s just one date. I’m not asking you to marry me. I just want to spend time with you. We both know we have amazing chemistry, but if you decide you don’t want to see me anymore after tonight, then I will understand. We will still be friends. No pressure, okay?”

  She searches my face and nods her head. “Okay.”

  I squeeze her hand one more time, before letting go. “Stay there.”

  I quickly round the hood of my truck and open her door. My attention is on her tan legs and those damn shoes as she lowers herself out of my truck. I bend my head so I can whisper in her ear.

  “Have I mentioned how much I love those sexy fucking shoes?”

  She shivers and shakes her head. “No, I don’t think you have.” She smirks a little and I have to suppress a groan. This feisty woman is going to be the death of me.

  I put my hand on her lower back and lead her towards the front of the restaurant. “Come on, kitten, let’s go have dinner, before I forget to be a gentleman.”

  She glares at me, but says nothing as we walk inside.

  * * *

  I’ve learned a lot about Katie, during dinner. I know she loves animals, which is pretty obvious, since she does work at an animal clinic. My dad has been a veterinarian for almost 35 years and I don’t think I have ever seen him as passionate about it as Katie. I know she hates when people call her Katherine, almost as much as she hates to be called kitten.

  She told me about her parents and growing up in the suburbs of Temple, S.C. I also listened as she told me about having Abbi and how hard it was going to school and raising her mostly all on her own. Even though her parents helped, I can not imagine raising a child on my own and still finishing school. Hell, I still don’t know how she does it on a daily basis now. It has to be hard, but she has never once shown it.

  I look down at my watch and see that we have been sitting here for almost 2 hours. Katie is relaxed back into her chair, sipping on her glass of wine, and it strikes me, for what must be the hundredth time tonight, just how beautiful she is. I reach over and grab her hand, that is resting on the table.

  “Thank you for having dinner with me.” I give her hand a squeeze, but don’t let go. I love the way her small hand feels in mine.

  Her eyes go soft and she squeezes my hand in return. “I’ve had a great time, Nick. My mom is always telling me I need to get out more.”

  “I like your mom already.” I laugh.

  She smiles and shakes her head.

  “So, does this mean I get to take you out again soon?” I ask. I’m uncharacteristically nervous. I’ve never had to work this hard for a woman’s attention, but with her I don’t mind the extra work at all. There is something about Katie that grabbed me the first time I met her. I would do almost anything to spend more time with her.

  She opens her mouth to respond, right as the waitress delivers the check.

  “Do y’all need anything else?” she asks.

  “No, thank you.” I respond, trying not to show my annoyance at being interrupted.

  I reluctantly let go of Katie’s hand and pay the check. We may have been interrupted, but we’re not done with this conversation.

  Chapter Five

  Katie

  I SILENTLY WATCH AS NICK pays the check and walks us out to his truck. I know he’s going to ask again, about another date. What am I going to say? I’m a mother. I don’t have much time to myself and I don’t want random men in Abbi’s life; but Abbi knows Nick. He’s my friend. I have to suppress a sigh at my inner thoughts. Trying to justify my actions only shows me how badly I want to spend more time with Nick, and that’s dangerous. I learned a long time ago to not let myself get attached to a man. They may want you in the beginning, but they will eventually leave and I can’t have that happen to me or Abbi again… but I want Nick so badly!

  I’m so lost in thought, I don’t even notice when we pull into my driveway, until Nick is opening my door.

  “Sorry,” I mumble. I realize I didn’t say two words on the way home.

  “What’s on your mind?” he asks softly, leading me up the stairs to my front door.

  Instead of responding, I just shake my head. There is no way I’m going to spill my guts to this man. He would never understand my reasoning. I unlock the door and turn to him. “Would you like to come inside?”

  His eyebrows shoot up on his forehead. “Are you sure you want me to come inside, Katie?” His voice is full of sexual promise and my body immediately responds.

  I nod my head and walk through the door, leaving it open for him. I hear the door shut s
oftly behind me, as Nick follows me towards the kitchen. “I have wine or beer,” I say, opening the refrigerator.

  “I’ll have a beer.” He comes to stand beside me. He is standing so close I can smell his subtle cologne. I’m so nervous it takes me several tries, before I am finally able to uncork my wine. Was it a mistake to invite him inside? It’s been so long since I’ve been with a man, but I know there is a very real possibility Nick will be ending the night in my bed. I take a large drink of my wine and look around the kitchen.

  I hear Nick chuckle and I look over at him. “Why are you so nervous, Katie? It’s just me. I’ve been in your house plenty of times.”

  I shake my head. “Not like this you haven’t.”

  He smirks and sets his bottle of beer down. “Like what?” he asks.

  I roll my eyes and his smirk turns into a grin. “You know what I mean.”

  He lets out a deep chuckle and cups my face in his hand. “Like this?”

  He bends his head and his lips softly touch mine. His tongue traces my bottom lip and I immediately open for him. My hands clutch at his sides, as his mouth slowly caresses mine. Every time he kisses me it’s different, but powerful. All of my focus shifts to just him and his talented mouth. His hands slide into my hair and he tilts my head to the side. I suddenly can’t get enough. My hands slide up his broad chest to his shoulder and I pull him closer to me. He groans into my mouth, before pulling back. His lips are still so close to mine I can feel them move as he talks.

  “What are you doing to me, Katie?” he whispers.

  Before I can form a response, his lips are back on mine. One of his hands travels down my back to my ass and he pulls my lower body closer to his. I can feel his hardness through his pants and it makes me gasp.

  “This is probably the stupidest question I will ever ask, but are you sure you want this?”

  Feeling bold, I drop my hand to the front to his front of his jeans and squeeze him through the fabric. “Yes. Take me to bed?”

  His head falls back and he looks up at the ceiling as he moans and squeezes my ass in his large hands. “You’re going to kill me.”

  I laugh softly, rubbing up and down his hard length with my palm. “I sure hope not.”

  He takes a step back and grabs my hand, wordlessly pulling me towards my bedroom.

  My nerves start to get the best of me, when we enter my dark bedroom. He must sense the change in my mood, because he turns around and takes my face between his hands again. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Katie.”

  I shake my head. “No, I want this. Its just been a long time.”

  He looks at me curiously. “How long has it been, kitten?”

  I let the nickname slide this time. I’m too embarrassed to reprimand him right now, anyway. Why did he have to ask that? I can’t believe we are having this conversation. I try to look down, away from his steady gaze, but he won’t let me.

  “Katie, it’s just me, honey. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

  It’s his reassuring words that have me spilling the truth. “I haven’t dated or been, um, intimate with a man, since I became pregnant with Abbi.”

  “Jesus,” he breaths.

  This time I do look down. This man has probably been with countless women. I am so inexperienced in comparison.

  “Don’t look away from me Katie.”

  My eyes snap back to his, at his commanding tone.

  “How is that even possible? You are so incredibly beautiful. You must have men beating down your door on a daily basis.”

  I let out a humorless chuckle. “Nick, I know I’m not ugly, but most men aren’t exactly thrilled at the prospect of dating a single mother.”

  “They are fucking idiots,” he mumbles.

  His mouth comes back to mine and he gently nips at my bottom lip, pulling it with his teeth. “God, you taste so damn good. I can’t wait to taste you everywhere.”

  His words cause my legs to tremble. God, it’s been so long.

  He walks us backwards until the back of my knees hit the mattress. “Can I taste you everywhere, Katie?”

  “Yes,” I breathe.

  He unzips the back of my dress and slowly pulls the straps down my arms. “Your skin is so soft,” he whispers.

  My dress pools at my feet and he looks down at me in awe. “Fuck.” The back of his hand travels down my side making my stomach muscles clench. I need to see him too. His hands grab onto my hips, as I reach up and start unbuttoning his shirt. My hands are shaking so badly it takes longer than I want and I’m so impatient, I finally just pull the shirt apart. Buttons scatter across the room and Nick chuckles.

  His thumbs are tracing circles on my hip bones and it’s driving me mad. I pull at his white t-shirt. “Take it off. I need to see you.”

  He smirks and drops his hands from me, before pulling both of his shirts off. I think I actually sigh out loud at the first glimpse of his naked torso. Even though we have been strictly just friends for the past 6 months, that does not mean I haven’t fantasized about him, but the real thing doesn’t even come close to what I imagined. This man is too damn handsome for words. His massive chest looks like he could bench press three of me. He has a tattoo that runs from his left shoulder to his elbow and another over his heart, but it’s too dark for me take make out what they say. My eyes travel down his chest again, over his impressive abs I want to lick, to the prominent V leading down to his pants. I don’t know what that muscle is called or how in the hell you get it, but it can make a smart woman do dumb things. Looking at his amazingly fit body, makes me want to hide under the covers.

  My eyes meet his again and I see a small smile playing on his lips. “Well, fuck, that’s not fair,” I say pointing towards his body.

  He throws his head back and laughs. Jesus Christ, he keeps getting more handsome by the second.

  Chapter Six

  Nick

  I’M STILL LAUGHING, AS I pull Katie’s body against mine. I kiss up the side of her neck and I can feel her shiver in response. God, she’s so damn cute.

  “I’m glad you like my body, kitten.”

  “Quit calling me that,” she mumbles, absently.

  I chuckle again, before taking her mouth in another deep kiss. I wrap my arms around her before lowering her to the bed and scooting us up towards the pillows. I can’t get enough of the way she tastes and I want more. I unsnap her bra and toss it to the side, revealing the prettiest pair of tits I’ve ever seen. Her nipples are light pink and pulled into tight peaks. I bend my head and take one in my mouth flicking it with my tongue. She moans and squirms beneath me. I don’t have much hair to hold onto anymore, but she just digs her fingernails into my scalp and I fucking love it. I release her nipple, with a pop, and kiss down her stomach, biting at her hipbones. Her pelvis shoots off of the bed and she inhales sharply.

  “I wonder what you taste like here?” I ask, running my index finger down her pantie covered pussy.

  “Oh, God,” she moans. She sits up on her elbows and looks down at me.

  I can feel her wetness seeping through her underwear and I can’t wait to get my mouth on her. I move her panties to the side and dip the tip of my finger inside of her. My eyes never leave hers as I bring my hand up and lick her juices off of my finger. “Hmm, just like I thought. You’re delicious.”

  “Nick,” she whispers.

  “I know, you need to come don’t you, Katie?”

  “Yes, please.”

  “Well, since you said it so nicely,” I tease. I pull her panties down her legs, but leave her sexy heels on her feet. I look up and meet her eyes, as I lower myself between her legs. “I want you to dig those fuck-me heels into my back, kitten.”

  I don’t give her a chance to respond, before I bury my face into the sweetest cunt I have ever tasted. I lick up her center, until I reach her tight, swollen bud. I give it a few long licks and her hips surge off of the bed.

  “Oh, shit,” she groans.

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p; I push a finger inside of her and I almost come in my pants when I feel how tight she is. Fuuuck! My dick is so hard I could hammer nails. I curl my finger upward and suck her clit into my mouth. Her hands grab onto the back of my head, pushing me closer to her pussy, and her heels dig deep into my back, as she comes hard. I pull my finger out of her, but continue to lick her as she comes down from her orgasm. After her trembles have subsided, I crawl up her body and take her mouth in a deep kiss, letting her taste herself on my mouth. I loose all sense of control when she takes my tongue in her mouth and sucks. I stand from the bed and quickly take my jeans and underwear off. I watch Katie’s eyes widen as I give my cock a few lazy strokes. She licks her lips and sits up on the bed.

  “Do you want my cock in your mouth, you naughty girl?”

  She blushes and nods her head.

  “Dammit, Katie, I think you really are trying to kill me.”

  She laughs lightly and climbs from the bed. She drops to her knees in front of me and licks the tip, before I even realize her intentions. “Oh, shit, shit, shit.”

  I pull her hair back from her face and wrap the soft strands in my fist. If Katie is going to put her mouth on me, I want to be able to see every second of it.

  She looks up at me with a satisfied smile and the sight of her on her knees with my cock an inch from her mouth makes me want to come right now. “You taste good, too,” she whispers.

  My hands involuntarily tighten in her hair. “Jesus.”

  She lowers her mouth on me again and sucks me deep, until I can feel myself hit the back of her throat. She wraps one hand around the base of my dick while she digs her nails into my ass with the other. After only a few more seconds of her beautiful mouth on me, the base of my spine starts to tingle. I need to be inside of her when I come. I cup her jaw in my hand and gently pull my cock from her mouth. She looks up at me and lets me go with a pop. I pick her up and she wraps her legs around me.

  “I need to be inside of you, Katie.”

  “Yes,” she says, as her mouth meets mine.