I couldn't have coached her to kiss like this. And I'd never have guessed she'd create the heat racing through my blood only from a kiss.

Her tongue teases me, and my cock twitches against her stomach. Her knees buckle, and she moves her hands up my chest. She glides her fingers up my neck and into my hair, slightly tugging on it.

I groan inside. This woman is a surprise in so many ways, but this...well, this is only going to make me more impatient to have her.

Where did she learn to kiss like this?

I retreat a bit but can't resist and go back for some more. Sugar swirls with her rose perfume, and I lose myself in her. The room disappears. It's her and me and all the thoughts of what I want to do to her.

I slide my hands under her dress, grabbing her round ass I've been dreaming of groping. I mumble, "We can be late."

"Late?" she whispers, then her tongue darts back against mine.

I kiss her some more, then test out the waters. I slip my hand to the front of her body and drag a finger over her slit, groaning inside when I learn she's already wet. I demand, "Show me your bedroom."

She freezes, then removes her tongue from mine and shuts her mouth. A mix of emotions appears in her eyes.

Does she want to fuck me?

Yes. Those are fuck-me eyes.

Will she let me?

I drill my gaze into hers, challenging, "Let's move this to the other room." I inch my finger over her panties again.

She squares her shoulders and pushes me away from her. She steps out of my grasp and asks, "What are you doing?"

"I thought we should get our first kiss out of the way. You don't want to look out of sorts when it comes time for our PDA. It didn't seem like you weren't enjoying it," I taunt, then sniff my fingers.

She gapes at me, watching as I lick my digit.

Her eyes widen. She continues looking at me like she's not sure what just happened or what she should be doing.

But one thing is clear. She's not disgusted by my little display. I've seen enough women to know what category they're in, and it shocks me to realize she's not offended. That only gives more fuel to my overactive fantasies.

How filthy will she let me get with her?

We need to be naked right now.

I know what will get her to shed that dress...

I reach into my pocket and pull out a ring box. I hold it in front of her. My gut flips, surprising me again.