Chapter 21
We sit in silence for a while, finishing the wine. I don’t even manage to put my glass down before his mouth attacks mine. His lips mold around mine, soft and cool from the wine, pulling my bottom lip with his teeth, nipping at it slightly. He plunges his tongue into my mouth, chasing mine, tasting me in long strikes. His kiss sends a surge of desire to my groin and I feel the moistness seeping between my legs, his kiss making me think how much I would like his mouth elsewhere.
I pull away, breathless and look into his eyes. “I think we should move this party back to my apartment, before we shock the poor ducks. Don’t you agree, Mr. Simpson?”
He throws me his boyish smile and pulls me up. We pack up everything and exit the park, hand in hand.
“You drove here?” I ask once we
